The pregnant woman pressed down on the wife, and the cousin collapsed into the prince's arms.

Just when she was feeling utterly hopeless, the doctor suddenly changed his tone: "However, it's not entirely hopeless."

Su Wanrou felt as if her heart had been scorched by fire and then thrown into cold water, fluctuating wildly. With a hint of urgency, she asked, "Please tell me directly. If there is a way, I will reward you handsomely."

The doctor stroked his beard and said slowly, "Judging from the lady's pulse, it is indeed due to long-term cold and stagnation, which is not so easy to clear. If you want to see results quickly, I'm afraid you will need to use strong medicine to guide the turbidity downwards. However... well, never mind."

Su Wanrou, who had just been piqued, was now unwilling to give up after hearing the doctor back down. So she became even more anxious: "Why not? Is it because you need some precious medicinal herbs? Doctor, no matter how expensive the herbs are, it doesn't matter."

"No, no." The doctor shook his head and said firmly, "To be honest, madam, I have my own unique prescription for treating this illness, but over the years, very few people have been able to take it consistently. This is because there are a few ingredients in the prescription that are really hard to swallow, which is why I looked hesitant just now."

Difficult to swallow? Ever since Su Wanrou fell into the icy lake and injured her body, she has drunk countless bitter medicines. At first, she couldn't swallow them at all, then she used candied fruit to accompany the medicine, and now she can drink them all in one gulp without changing her expression.

But so many bitter medicines had no effect. Now that there was a prescription that could cure her illness, how could she give up because of the bitterness?

Her mind was made up. Zhou's mother, listening nearby, was greatly displeased. She knew Su Wanrou's condition, and the doctor's words were entirely accurate. However, to avoid harming her body, she had always been slowly nourished with precious yet gentle medicinal formulas.

Now, this doctor is saying to use those strong medicines. How can Su Wanrou, with her precious body, withstand them?

She tugged at Su Wanrou's sleeve and shook her head slightly, clearly indicating her strong disapproval.

Su Wanrou ignored it all. She wasn't afraid of bitter medicine, she was only afraid of having no hope!

"I'd like to try it, please prescribe a medicine."

The doctor was strange; he said the secret recipe must not be revealed to outsiders and only allowed her to get the medicine from this pharmacy.

After all, Zhou's mother understood medical principles and carefully examined the medicinal herbs prescribed by the pharmacy. There was nothing harmful about them.

However, as the doctor said, there were indeed several strong blood-activating herbs in it, and it seemed that Patrinia scabiosifolia was also added...

No wonder the doctor said it was hard to swallow.

After examining the medicinal herbs, Zhou's mother decided not to let Su Wanrou drink them. However, Su Wanrou was very anxious and had already ordered a servant to brew a dose as soon as she entered the mansion.

Seeing Su Wanrou's obsessive eagerness, Madam Zhou was also anxious and pleaded, "Although this medicine doesn't contain anything harmful, I can't see anything special about it. In particular, it contains a foul medicine like Patrinia scabiosifolia. Your Highness, you can't drink it!"

"Since it's harmless, what's wrong with giving it a try? Mom, I know you've always wanted what's best for me, and you've worked so hard all these years to improve my health. But... anyway, now that there's hope, I'm determined to give it a try."

Madam Zhou sighed and said, "Your Majesty, it's not that I have any selfish motives. If you could get pregnant, I would be overjoyed. But this prescription won't work. You've been raised in luxury since you were little. How can you possibly drink this?"

Su Wanrou frowned, her face already showing impatience: "My mind is made up, so don't say anything more."

Hearing that the prescription was effective, Su Wanrou made up her mind. As for the foul medicine that Zhou's mother mentioned... her heart trembled, but thinking about it, the prescription written by this reclusive doctor must have its unique features. If it were ordinary, how could it cure a stubborn disease?

It's just that she's unlucky and her health has been damaged; what can be done about it?

Just then, a maid brought over the medicine that had already been decocted. Before even taking a sip, one could smell an indescribable sour, rotten, and fishy odor. Coupled with the dark, black liquid, it was enough to make anyone hesitate to take a bite.

Su Wanrou steeled her heart, no longer hesitating, picked up the bowl and took a sip.

The moment the medicine entered her throat, a foul, fishy smell assaulted her senses, causing Su Wanrou's stomach to churn violently. She then vomited the medicine completely.

Even after vomiting the medicine, the taste lingered in her mouth, causing Su Wanrou to bend over and vomit repeatedly.

"Your Majesty!" Zhou's mother felt extremely distressed and hurriedly stepped forward to pat her back and feed her water.

Su Wanrou leaned against Zhou's mother's chest, panting, unable to utter a single word.

Mother Zhou wiped the water stains from her lips with a handkerchief and sighed, "I told you, you can't drink it."

At that moment, a deep sense of despair welled up in Su Wanrou's heart. No wonder the old doctor said that very few people persisted in taking the medicine.

Looking at the bowl filled with medicine, Su Wanrou no longer had the courage to try it.

Just thinking about the taste made her feel nauseous.

All the joy and anticipation she had felt before were shattered at this moment. Su Wanrou was on the verge of tears. She had so desperately wanted to have a child, but even after having that hope, she still couldn't have one…

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Ningxiang Pavilion

Shen Yunshuang stood in front of her desk, bending over to add the last few strokes to her painting.

Thinking of that prescription, Shen Yunshuang's gentle smile deepened.

It's not just Su Wanrou who knows how to plant people; given her current status in the manor, knowing the situation at Jinlan Courtyard is a piece of cake for her.

Have you started drinking yet?

Such a disgusting prescription, I must say, really takes a lot of courage.

High and mighty Su Wanrou, in this life, will you stop at nothing to get pregnant? I will definitely help you. I will gradually break down your pride, gradually cripple your defenses, gradually take away everything you want, and gradually force you to walk a path you never wanted to walk.

A single, fatal blow is so satisfying; only a dull knife cutting flesh provides the necessary pleasure.

We still have a long way to go, take it slow, no rush.