Chapter 115 (1/2)

Futile Love Heo Sarin 47200K 2022-07-20

Clink!

“Ahhh… ! ”

Grasping her stomach, Kyosul bowed sharply. She dropped the cup she had been holding. It shattered to pieces as it was hit the corner of the table.

“Kyosul!”

Stunned, Ruhae jumped over the desk. They had been sharing refreshments with the book open on the table. It had been a long time since he frequently visited the Dongbi Palace after he had been appointed her prenatal education teacher.

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When he jumped over the desk, his hand fell in the broken china slicing through his palms. Without feeling his own pain, he carefully examined her condition.

“What’s up? What’s wrong with you? ”

“My stomach, my stomach…”

It was common that one had stomach troubles. However, the problem was that she was pregnant. For her now, abdominal pain at the moment was the most sensitive issue, compared with any other pain.

“Lady Yuon!”

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He called for the nanny waiting outside. The nanny always stood near the wall in her room, but she left it only when she was with him alone.

“Call the royal doctor right away!”

At his urgent tone, the nanny called for the royal doctor without confirming her condition. It meant the nanny trusted him.

The doctor arrived quickly, “Long live the Crown Princess! I’m honored …”

The royal doctor came immediately and tried to offer his due greetings, but Ruhae stopped him and asked him to give her first aid.

“Forget the greetings, just take a look at her condition right away!”

Meanwhile, Kyosul complained of occasional abdominal pain. She felt pain in her joints now. All Ruhae could do was to hold her hand as she grasped his hand in pain. Ruahe had her lie down on the cushion, and the doctor began to check her pulse first. There was no trouble in the doctor’s face when he put his two fingers on her thin, trembling wrists.

After he was done checking her pulse carefully, the doctor checked some other part of her upper body after seeking understanding from her and the nanny.

“Have you had this kind of pain before?”

“Yes, but not as severe as now. I started to feel pain recently, little by little…”

“What kind of pain was it? For example, was it like stabbing with a stick, bowels twisting or tearing apart?”

“Yes, it’s like twisting like something burning inside and painful.”

She grasped her stomach and curled up. A cold sweat broke out on her forehead. While the pain came and went intermittently, she bit her lip, barely answering the doctor’s questions.

After he remained calm, he asked carefully with a dark expression, “Have you discharged blood?”

When he spit out such an imprudent word, everyone held their breath in the room.

Even Kyosul, whose face turned white while enduring pain, was embarrassed. She looked at the nanny and said in a trembling voice, “No…I haven’t discharged blood…”

The nanny approached her and held her hands.

“Right, she hasn’t discharged blood.”

Only after the nanny answered in a row, her anxiety went away, but she could not be completely relaxed. She still felt twisting pain in her stomach.

As if she went through a typhoon and earthquake, she felt pain in her belly where her dear baby should be growing up peacefully.

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She felt more psychological pain than physical when she felt it in her stomach.

Each time she felt her stomach twist, her heart sank.

‘No no… . ‘

She earnestly prayed. Although she didn’t know who she was praying to, but she just kept praying, holding her stomach cautiously.

She curled up her small body. Everybody’s face was wet with tears while looking at her trembling form.

“All the food brought to the Dongbi Palace, as well as drinking water and tea and incense, are managed by the Royal Medical Service. And I check it once again finally, so there should have been no issue…” said the doctor.

While saying that calmly, the doctor stopped and then looked at the tray beside her cushion.

“Was she eating snacks when she complained of pain?”

“Yes,” Ruhae said on behalf of Kyosul.

“Obviously, I confirmed that tea over there, but I’ve never seen that snack.”

As he was suspicious about it, he reached out. On the small table was a pile of small rice cakes about the size of a finger.

“It’s a rice cake she received recently, and it’s her favorite snack these days.”

This time the nanny answered instead.

The atmosphere was strange. Kyosul looked at the doctor, while exhaling a shallow breath.

He asked politely.

“Can I take a look at it for a moment?”

Her eyes trembled. She could read the doctor’s suspicion

There was a problem with the rice cake, but it was an impossible doubt because it was a gift directly offered by Kyoyoung recently.

“I received that cake from…”