Chapter 714: New Life

After the two left, Carter leaned in close to her, "Are you sure you want to go? You don't have to force yourself if you don't want to."

"What, don't you want me to be with you?"

"Of course not!" He shook his head, a movement that didn't seem like something the Cold-Faced Iceberg would do. "I want to be with you every moment of every day."

Even the lines from those melodramatic tearjerkers, pouring out their hearts at life-and-death moments, weren't as intense as this. She'd always thought such declarations were exaggerated for the sake of drama, never expecting to encounter someone like this in real life. Mei glanced at him. "Oh? Then who would you rather be with, me or His Majesty Roland?"

"Uh... this," Carter was momentarily speechless. Perhaps he had never considered how to choose between duty and love.

Mei was amused, and patted his cheek. "Alright, it seems my position is on par with the King's."

The Chief Knight breathed a sigh of relief, and pulled his wife into his arms, his hands becoming less than honest.

"Stop! It's still daytime," she was about to quell his restless intentions when a sudden wave of nausea surged up her throat. "Ugh—"

Carter immediately stopped, asking with concern, "What's wrong? Are you feeling unwell?"

Mei shook her head, pushing the knight away, and took two deep breaths. Although her body felt no other abnormalities, she still felt nauseous and wanted to vomit, as if something was churning in her stomach. She went to the toilet and retched a few times, but nothing came out except some saliva.

"I'll go call Lily xiaojie right away." Carter was a little anxious, he put on his coat, preparing to leave.

"Wait... wait," Mei stopped him, "I don't have a cold."

"But you're like this... His Majesty's textbooks say that the early symptoms of a cold are vomiting and diarrhea. Lily xiaojie's ability can quickly cure this disease, the longer you delay, the more serious it will become."

"Maybe I'm not sick..."

"Not sick?" Carter frowned. "Then why would you want to vomit?"

This clueless fool. Mei's cheeks flushed slightly. She'd heard some people say that if you're with... that, there's a high chance of experiencing similar reactions. But she had no experience with this. What if she was wrong? Wouldn't that be a laughing matter? She would love to see her husband's comical and flustered look, but she couldn't make mistakes with such a crucial judgment, or else he would laugh at her for the rest of her life.

"In the Witch Union... I remember there was a green-haired girl who can see through things, right?"

"You mean Sylvie xiaojie?" Carter nodded. "She can indeed see hidden things that ordinary people can't see... But, she can't cure diseases."

"Can you ask her to come over?" Mei slowly returned to the bed, even though it was just a guess, she couldn't help but lighten her steps, as if afraid of startling something inside her stomach. "Maybe Sylvie xiaojie can know the reason."

"Are you saying..." Carter finally realized, his mouth widened, his eyes visibly brightened, and then he clenched his fist tightly. "I'll go find Wendy nvshi right away, if she's in the inner city, there shouldn't be a problem."

...

After the door closed, Mei gently exhaled. This feeling was truly wonderful. In less than half an hour, life seemed to have gained an extra layer of meaning. Just a possible opportunity, but it warmed her whole body. Closing her eyes, the image of Molly handing her the salted fish couldn't help but appear in her mind.

This is probably... the taste of hope?

That night, Sylvie confirmed her guess.

She was pregnant.

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"Congratulations, congratulations," Roland said the next day, patting an excited Carter. Lannis, "But there are still several months before the baby is born, so don't neglect your work. I'll give you a long vacation before the birth, so you can spend time with her."

"Yes, Your Majesty!" Carter said loudly, placing a hand on his chest.

"By the way, how exactly is the baby born?" Roland suddenly thought of a very important thing. "Are there any midwives in Neverwinter?"

"Midwives?" The Chief Knight asked, confused. "What are those?"

"People who deliver babies. When a baby is born, someone has to... uh, help out." Roland answered while searching through the Fourth Prince's memories, finding that the palace tutor hadn't taught any relevant knowledge. "Surely women can't cut the umbilical cord themselves, right?"

"Ah, such things are usually done by elders, they mostly have similar experience."

"What if there are no such elders?"

"This..." Carter was stunned. "I'm not too sure."

Noble families with flourishing branches naturally don't lack manpower, but commoners certainly don't have such conditions. Neverwinter has only been established for a year, and most of its population comes from recruitment and migration, so there aren't many births yet. However, once the residents' lives stabilize, the birth rate will definitely soar. It is foreseeable that from next year onwards, a large number of new lives will be born into this world every year.

The problem is, Neverwinter still doesn't have a reliable medical system.

It's not Roland's fault for being negligent. Other cities don't have this either. What people can do after getting sick is only pray to God, or take out a few silver wolves and buy some strange herbs from the apothecary. Because Neverwinter has NanaWawa and Lily, it has almost cut off disease and pain, so he has been slow to start establishing a medical system.

In his original view, even if technology advances rapidly, jumping directly into the information age, highly developed modern medicine is only worthy of washing feet in front of the two little girls, so this matter has been delayed again and again.

But now Roland realizes that even if it is backward, a medical system is absolutely necessary for a city of 100,000 people.

For example, giving birth to a child is not something that NanaWawa and Lily can be responsible for... Not to mention that they simply cannot handle it, once they are caught in the war with the demons, they may have to rush to the front line, and the patients in the city can only be left to the city people to solve it themselves.

After Carter took his leave, Roland opened his notebook and recorded his ideas for a primary medical institution.

Since it's a blank slate, why not start with childbirth?

Establish hospitals, train medical staff, popularize hygiene knowledge, and the most basic treatment methods... Fortunately, these things already have a certain foundation in the First Army. As long as the propaganda manual used in the army is changed, it can be widely publicized as part of the popular textbook, and the first batch of medical teaching staff can also be selected from the First Army.

Even if he doesn't know anything about modern medicine, Roland clearly remembers that just disinfecting equipment and preventing wound infection can play a big role in future deliveries.

As for the others, you can slowly study them later.

In the afternoon, he received good news.

Tilly Wimbledon returned to the Western Region with Ashes and others.