My Ex-Boyfriend Gave Birth to My Child? What Does That Mean? - Chapter 39
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My Ex Got Pregnant With My Child? – Episode 039
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Lucian spent a long time coaxing Emile before finally falling asleep alongside the small child.
I watched the two sleeping children like angels for what felt like an eternity before suddenly realizing this was no time for sentiment.
I slipped out of the room and went first to check on Siril’s condition.
Siril and the other servants, who had been caught in the explosion while tracking Lea Oker on my orders, were staying at the Mansion rather than at a hospital.
Of course, the Capital’s medical system was reasonably advanced.
But I carried in my head ten years’ worth of memories that had come flooding in with Emile’s birth!
‘Twenty years is a long time.’
I had no intention of admitting Siril and the servants to the Capital Hospital as it stood now, before the concept of sterilization had even been adopted.
Treatment conducted without sterilization would only cause infection instead.
As long as sterilization hadn’t yet been introduced at the hospital, the Mansion under my direct supervision was far better suited to maintaining the patients’ cleanliness.
The moment I entered the room where the patients lay, I turned urgently to Rita.
“You’re always boiling the water, yes?”
“Yes. As you instructed, all tools are boiled in hot water and allowed to cool before use, and after each use, they’re boiled again in freshly drawn water.”
Unlike Rita, who answered my question respectfully, the doctor tending to Siril’s wounds made no effort to hide his displeasure.
“Forgive my presumption, but such ritualistic procedures are not what heal wounds, my lady.”
Who was this?
Rita, seeing my bewildered expression, caught my eye and whispered softly near my ear.
“He’s Doctor Erdan from the Capital Hospital.”
“Ahem, I also hold the position of professor of medicine at Capital University. Noel Erdan, at your service.”
I returned his bow with a light one of my own. I had no time for pleasantries—I was far too distracted by the white gloves on his hands, now stained crimson with blood.
“I believe I instructed that gloves be removed after each use and fresh gloves be donned just before treatment.”
“Gloves, you say!”
Erdan, as if he could finally contain himself no longer, yanked off the gloves and waved them indignantly.
“Do you understand how such things impair a physician’s manual dexterity? Suturing wounds demands precision and finesse—all the more so for a physician of my caliber!”
“You sutured the wounds? With those hands?”
I felt the blood drain from my face and clenched my teeth. That dirty hands could infect wounds was common knowledge twenty years hence.
“What you do at the Capital Hospital is your concern, but here in this Mansion, you’ll follow this Mansion’s rules!”
My firm tone clearly offended Noel Erdan deeply. He hurled the gloves to the floor and turned his back on me pointedly.
“The servants wouldn’t listen to reason, so I thought their master might be different—but like master, like servant indeed! Don’t blame me when the stench of corpses fills this Mansion!”
He stormed out without regard for the patients lying in the beds. His assistants rushed after him, slamming the door behind them as they departed.
I moved to calm the startled patients in the Mansion who had jerked awake, then turned to Rita.
“Where did you bring that man from?”
Rita’s face had gone pale, and she fidgeted anxiously, shifting her weight from foot to foot.
“He was the most famous doctor at the Capital Hospital, so I went through the trouble of dropping the Duke’s name just to bring him here, but he’s impossibly stubborn and won’t listen to a thing!”
“Did you let him touch the wounds?”
“I nagged him about it so much that I got him to change his gloves. When he tried to use his own instruments, I stopped him.”
“Then how were the wounds handled?”
“He had his assistants do the urgent suturing. They at least listened well enough. They used needles and thread that had been boiled and cooled first.”
“Thank goodness.”
I breathed easier once I confirmed that Erdan hadn’t touched the wounds with his filthy hands.
Rita’s face was still clouded with worry.
“Master, what, what should we do? I heard Doctor Erdan holds grudges for a very long time. Tomorrow, nobody from the Capital Hospital might be willing to come to our house. It’s all because I brought Doctor Erdan here…”
“Don’t worry. It doesn’t matter. We won’t be asking for help from the Capital Hospital anymore.”
If they sent another man like him, I wouldn’t accept help even if they begged. Right now, the trauma mortality rate at the Capital Hospital was only marginally better than natural death.
My answer left Rita looking confused.
“Then, then what about everyone? They’re all seriously wounded.”
“Let’s manage their wounds at home through tonight. If fever develops, we’ll use the medicine I’ve had prepared. And tomorrow…”
I made my decision.
I couldn’t pretend ignorance of the future I knew all too well and let my family’s illness worsen.
“We’ll go to the Temple.”
I knew of one person who could solve this situation perfectly.
She had never even set foot near the Capital Hospital in her whole life, yet she would ultimately become the true savior of an era.
I intended to give her the renown she was destined to have as the Angel of Sterilization—only a little early.
For the sake of my true family, those who had steadfastly watched over me in my Mansion.
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The Temple, located just outside the grounds of the Royal Palace, was one of the Capital’s central structures.
The Temple entrance, with its pillars standing bare without locks, symbolized that God welcomes all at any time, though in practice it wasn’t quite managed that way.
More precisely, entry into the interior of the Temple entrance was free.
But meeting someone special always required a sacrifice proportional to their worth.
And standing before me now was the result of that sacrifice—a month’s revenue from the Arjantor Trading Company.
Inside the Temple’s main entrance.
The woman standing with her back to the pristine white Temple building, dressed in a priest’s dark formal vestments, was not particularly striking in appearance.
Yet with hair of soft blue extending past her waist and a towering frame, she carried an air of grace and mystery befitting her station—a pure beauty whose presence seemed to shimmer with reverence.
She raised her hands, clad in spotless Gloves, brushing dust from her sleeves as she spoke in a voice tinged with irritation.
“It’s true that I do work as a midwife.”
Her cold voice drifted through the air, and for a moment I felt the temperature drop. She looked down at me without bothering to hide her displeasure.
“But surely you know that my true station is High Priestess of this Temple—Otreha, Mage of the Magic Tower.”
“I do.”
“Then you must also understand what risks our meeting could pose to me.”
“You concern yourself with reputation?”
“In a Temple that claims indifference to worldly things, reputation is everything.”
Indifference to worldly things?
The sum I had spent to arrange this meeting flashed through my mind, but I chose not to voice it. Instead, I simply nodded and offered a gentle smile.
“That’s precisely why I’ve come to seek your blessing.”
The High Priestess raised one eyebrow, as though surprised.
“Otreha, I understand you’re betrothed. Surely you haven’t become pregnant with a second child before even completing the marriage?”
“Surely not. What I’m asking for isn’t help with childbirth—it’s treatment for trauma patients.”
“That’s a curious request. Do I look like a physician to you?”
“You do.”
I looked up at her and answered with absolute conviction.
“The finest physician, in fact.”
The High Priestess regarded me with an expressionless face, beautiful and impassive. After a soft sigh, she murmured, almost to herself.
“……Birds of a feather, as they say.”
Wait.
What’s that supposed to mean?
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