Chapter 701: Who decides whether the Queen has surgery or not?
Gretel wanted to struggle.
Gretel wanted to resist.
Gretel wanted to say that nothing would happen if I don't go to the palace now. The queen is a first-time mother, and the first stage of labor will take more than ten hours. Wait for her to start and call me quickly, no matter what, it will be too late...
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But face is given to each other. The Baroness just did him a favor, and he always doesn't always have someone to work with and no one to do anything with.
Forget it, the Queen is already 9 months pregnant, so just go...
So, Gretel had a chicken in his left hand and a duck in his right hand... No, Bernard on his left hand and Cerela on his right hand were riding Apa, followed by Joanna and Sister Salia.
The lady dragged her into the palace.
Baroness Witeiger breathed a sigh of relief after watching Gretel arrive at the Royal Mage Corps and settle down. Thank God, your Excellency has finally entered the palace and no longer has to contact the outside world. He should not have to worry about it anymore...
It's a pity that this Nordmark mage has been in the royal capital for more than a month and has done more things than others have done in several years. He performs operations on noble ladies and basically delivers one baby, which can provide a few days of conversation in the palace.
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Several major newspapers in the royal capital united to attack him, and also united to say good things about him. The tabloids that attacked him were smashed;
The navy and the army fought over him at the entrance of the hospital, and it was suspected that the Holy See of Glory sent patients over thousands of miles...
It's all because of his presence! Even if it's a hospital, it can't stop him from doing things!
The Baroness handed him over to Archmage Seymour, then turned to report to the Queen. As people left here, Grete's residence received a group of visitors:
In the name of visiting Aunt Salia, the Priest Priestess of the Spring Temple's Royal Palace, Aunt Mary, brought several female disciples to visit her.
Gretel is still packing things. Their room is quite big. Except for Apa, who cannot run around freely and has to be placed outside the villa, the other several people live in one room each, and there are still a few rooms left open for study and reception rooms.
There are a total of 1,280 rooms in the Queen's villa! In addition to the living area for the Queen and her husband, the office area, the rooms of the nobles who have long-term auxiliary offices, and the rooms of staff and servants, there are still many empty rooms!
Let Grete and his party live comfortably, it's a small thing!
When Grandma Salia brought people in, she saw that the reception room was in a mess. A dark gold skeleton and two invisible servants were running back and forth, delivering various sundries:
The sofa covers need to be replaced with new ones, the cushion covers need to be replaced with new ones, and the lace tablecloth on the table needs to be replaced with new ones;
The tea cup needs to be replaced with a new one, the sugar bowl needs to be replaced with a new one, and the flower vase needs to be replaced with a new one;
The blinds need to be opened, the fireplace needs to be filled with firewood, and there are small dried fish under the upturned carpet...
Two invisible servants and a skeleton are not enough to deal with this mess. There is also a tree in the middle of the living room, supporting itself with its roots, running from east to west, from west to east, stretching out a few roots
Branches help deliver things.
The entire living room presented a magical and joyful scene. As if it was not chaotic enough, Miss Elf stood in the middle of the living room, gesticulating, and kept giving orders:
"Put this vase against the wall! Oops, it doesn't look good. Let's get a crystal one!"
When the guest came in, she was startled and waved her hand. A strong wind blew by, and everything was in its place. She quickly stuck out her tongue and smiled at the guest:
"I'm sorry, I was a little busy when I just moved in. Sit down, sit down, would you like tea or coffee? Grete! A guest is coming!"
"coming!"
Grete agreed in the study, walked out quickly, and invited the guests to sit down. While taking back the dark gold skull, he directed the invisible servants to make tea and serve it, while smiling apologetically:
"Sorry, I was just sorting out the information in the study. We just moved in and everything is in a mess. It's a joke for you."
Aunt Mary gathered her clothes and sat upright on the sofa, trying not to think about whether the area by the window was a scenery or an illusion. She motioned to her disciples to put down the gifts and smiled at Grete:
"Master Nordmark, I'm really sorry for taking the liberty of coming to visit. That's right, since the queen was pregnant, we have been taking care of her body with the purpose of spreading the goddess' mercy and being loyal to the royal family and the queen."
…Except for the purpose and so on, in short, it’s first come, first served. The Queen is the patient you are responsible for. Gretel summarized the other party’s key points and urged with his eyes:
Then what?
"Now that you have entered the palace, I think we need to exchange situations in order to better serve the Queen."
It means that another medical team has appeared and needs to exchange information for consultation. Grete followed his advice and took out the medical record:
"OK!"
Aunt Mary began to talk endlessly. She had indeed been taking care of the Queen since she was pregnant, and she knew all the information. In the past few months, how the Queen had eaten, how she slept, how much weight she had gained, and when her legs and feet started to swell.
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No information can escape her eyes.
Gretel lowered his head and brushed the records. At first, he copied them by hand, but later his hand speed couldn't keep up with the other person's speaking speed, so he inserted the "Endless Ink Pen" into the oak staff. The oak staff branched out into a tree root and rolled up the ink.
Pen, copying all the way through the medical records.
After finally finishing copying, Sister Mary picked up the half-warm tea and took a slow sip. Grete checked the copied records at a glance and let out a long sigh:
"Thank you for your hard work, mama. From these records, it can be seen that the Spring Water Temple really put a lot of effort into it."
"Who says it's not the case?" Aunt Mary sighed:
"I can't help it. Anne is the one I've seen since childhood. When she was sent to the temple, she was only a little tall... Besides, it was agreed before that the Queen's pregnancy and childbirth will be left to us unless it is absolutely necessary.
Taking care of..."
Grete was slightly shuddered. He knew that after going around for a long time, this exchange finally got to the point of the Queen's delivery care. Who would be responsible for it?
To be more clear, when it was time for her to give birth, did she plan to give birth naturally under the care of the Spring Water Temple, or did she plan to have a cesarean section performed by Grete?
Grete slowly put down the medical record book. He took a deep breath and looked directly at the opposite side:
"Mommy, I still have a few questions about the Queen's situation that I need to know more about."
Aunt Mary's face froze slightly. But she had no reason to stop her. She could only nodded lightly and said in a deep voice:
"You asked."
"How has the Queen's blood pressure been in the past few days? How many fetal movements are there every day, or every 24 hours? How many times per minute is the fetal heart rate? Also, what is the biparietal diameter of the fetus? How is the maturity of the placenta now? What is the amount of amniotic fluid?
How many?"
Aunt Mary's heart was getting heavier and heavier. She could still answer the first few questions thanks to the mercury sphygmomanometer, stethoscope, and the Priestess who was studying at the Royal Maternity and Infant Hospital. But what were the questions behind them?
?
How did she know?!
"Master Nordmark, when you ask these questions, do you mean that you must perform a cesarean section for the Queen?"
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