The middle-aged woman was clever; she had now realized that something was amiss and nodded to Yunyi, panic written all over her face. "I understand."
Doctor Qiu, having served as a military physician, naturally understood that such an incident was likely no simple matter.
The three returned to the ward. Doctor Qiu did not step forward. Firstly, acupuncture was a hereditary skill passed down in Yunyi's family, and secondly, it would have been inappropriate for him to intervene.
Yunyi asked the middle-aged woman to help open the pregnant woman's cotton coat to distract her. "Tell me, what delicacy did you sneak a taste of?"
At this, the middle-aged woman said with a hint of anger, "Juanzi, the time for secrecy has passed. Can't you see what state you're in?"
The pregnant woman, Juanzi, was in so much pain that her face had lost all color. It took her a while to say, "Mrs. Shunzi gave me some turtle soup to drink. I don't know if it has anything to do with this."
