After they left, Carter approached her and asked, "Are you really going? You don't have to force yourself if you don't want to. "
"Why? Don't you want me to accompany you?"
"Of course not!" He shook his head in a way that did not seem like something an iceberg would do. "I want to be with you all the time."
Even those bitter scenes of separation and heartfelt lines were not as good as this. She had thought that it was a unique dramatic exaggeration, but she did not expect to meet such a person. Mey glanced at him and asked, "Oh? Then who do you want to be with more, me or His Majesty? "
"Uh... well," Carter was speechless for a moment. He had probably never considered the choice between duty and love.
Amused, Mey patted his cheek and said, "Well, it seems that my status is comparable to that of the king."
Chief Knight breathed a sigh of relief and pulled his wife into his arms. His hands began to move naughtily.
"Stop! It's still daytime. "She was about to dispel his desire, but suddenly a sour breath rushed to her throat." Retch... "
Carter immediately stopped and asked with concern, "What's wrong? Are you feeling unwell? "
Mey shook her head, pushed the Knight away, and took two deep breaths. Although there was nothing wrong with her body, she still felt a little nauseous, as if something was churning in her stomach. She went to the toilet and retched twice. Apart from some saliva, she couldn't spit out anything.
"I'm going to call Miss Lily." Carter was a little anxious. He put on his coat and was about to go out.
"Wait... wait." Mey stopped him. "I don't have a cold."
"But you're already like this... His Majesty's teaching materials said that the early symptoms of a cold are vomiting and diarrhea. Miss Lily's ability can quickly cure this disease. The longer you delay, the more serious it will be."
"Maybe I'm not sick..."
"Not sick?" Carter frowned. "Then why do you feel like vomiting?"
This idiot without common sense. Mey blushed. She had heard from some people that if they had … that, there was a high chance that they would have a similar reaction. However, she had no experience with this. If she made a mistake, wouldn't she laugh her head off? She was very happy to see her husband lose his composure, but she couldn't make a mistake in such a critical judgment. Otherwise, she would definitely be laughed at by him for the rest of her life.
"In the Witch Union... I remember there's a green-haired woman who can see through things, right?"
"You mean Miss Sylvie?" Carter nodded. "She can indeed see hidden things that ordinary people can't … But, she can't treat illnesses."
"Can you ask her to come over?" Mey slowly returned to the bedside of the bedroom. Although it was just a guess, she subconsciously moved her hands and feet lightly, as if she was afraid of startling the thing in her stomach. "Maybe Miss Sylvie knows the reason."
"You mean …" Carter finally reacted. He opened his mouth wide and his eyes lit up. He then clenched his fists and said, "I'll go find Ms. Vendy right away. If she's in the inner city, there shouldn't be a problem."
…
After the door was closed, Mey gently exhaled. It was such a wonderful feeling. In less than an hour, life seemed to have a new meaning. It was just a possibility, but it made her feel warm all over. Closing her eyes, she could not help but think of Jasmine's expression when she handed the salted fish to her.
That was probably... the taste of hope?
That night, Sylvie confirmed her guess.
She was pregnant.
*****
"Congratulations." The next day, Roland heard the news and patted the excited Carter Lannis. "But there are still several months before the baby is born. Don't delay your work. Before the baby is born, I'll give you a long vacation so that you can spend time with her. "
"Yes, Your Majesty!" Carter said loudly with his hand on his chest.
"By the way, how exactly should the baby be born?" Roland suddenly thought of a very important thing. "Is there a midwife in Neverwinter?"
"A midwife?" Chief Knight asked confusedly, "What's that?"
"It's the person who delivers the baby. When the baby is born, someone has to... uh, help deal with it. " While answering, Roland searched Prince Roland's memory and found that the palace tutor did not teach him any relevant knowledge. "You can't ask a woman to cut the baby's umbilical cord, can you?"
"Yes, this kind of thing is usually done by the elders. Most of them have similar experiences."
"What if there is no such elder?"
"Well..." Carter was stunned. "I'm not sure."
The flourishing aristocratic families naturally had no shortage of manpower, but the commoners certainly did not have such conditions. It had only been a year since the establishment of Neverwinter. Most of the population was recruited or migrated, so the birth rate was still rare. However, once the life of the residents stabilized, the birth rate would definitely soar. It was foreseeable that from next year onwards, a large number of new lives would be born in this world every year.
The problem was that Neverwinter did not have a reliable medical system so far.
Roland couldn't be blamed for his negligence. This thing was also not available in other cities. When people got sick, the only thing they could do was to pray to the heavens, or take out a few silver royals to buy some strange herbs from pharmacists. Because of Nana and Lily, Neverwinter was almost free of diseases and injuries, so he had not started to establish a medical system.
In his original opinion, even if technology advanced by leaps and bounds and jumped directly into the information age, the highly developed modern medicine could only be used to wash the feet of the two little girls. Therefore, this matter had been delayed again and again.
But now, Roland found that no matter how backward it was, a medical system was absolutely necessary for a city of 100,000 people.
For example, it was impossible for Nana and Lily to be responsible for childbirth... Not to mention that they would be too busy, once the war with the demons broke out, they would probably have to rush to the front line, and the patients in the city would have to be dealt with by the citizens themselves.
After Carter left, Roland opened his notebook and wrote down his idea of a primary medical institution.
Anyway, it was a blank space, so it was better to start with childbirth.
Building a hospital, training medical staff, popularizing health knowledge and the most basic treatment methods... Fortunately, these things already had a certain foundation in the First Army. As long as he modified the propaganda booklet used in the army, it could be widely publicized as part of the popular teaching materials. The first batch of medical teachers could also be selected from the First Army.
Even though he knew nothing about modern medicine, Roland clearly remembered that disinfection of utensils and prevention of wound infection would play a great role in the future delivery.
As for the other things, they could be studied slowly in the future.
In the afternoon, he received a piece of good news.
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