Chapter 809: This time, are we still guaranteed?

"Master Jergi, Madame, she is now..." The mother-in-law chased Jergi and was going to chase it.
"Let's make it! Let's make it!" Another voice rang from behind. Harrison swept like a fat whirlwind, almost knocking down the maternity, rushing all the way to the door of the room, another emergency stop, and immediately turned around. I watched the three-turned maternity in the place where I was hit. While breathing, I squeezed a smile and said: "Put this in. If the scorpion eats, both can be saved..."
The midwife pushed away the box in Harrison's hand, and some said anxiously: "When it is still eating there, if it is later, it will be gone!"
"Hey!" Harrison quickly hugged in his arms, his face changed, and some annoyed: "You don't worry! This is what Mai Bo did, Miranda likes to eat this, don't eat, no effort, how to live child!"
Harrison pulled a maid out from the side and put the lunch box in her arms. He said loudly: "Come, send it in!"
"Oh!" The maid was a little flustered, but she was still obedient with the lunch box and walked toward the room.
"Mother!" Palmer had already slammed on the bed, crying and watching Miranda lying on the bed.
"Parmer... Jergi..." Miranda opened his eyes and looked at Jergi, and the two lines of tears ran down his cheeks.
"Miranda, Mai boss came back, he gave a chicken soup and Yangzhou fried rice, we first eat something to regenerate the child." Jergi was trembled and poured the bowl of white porridge on the table, and opened it. The lid of the clay pot.
The rich and delicious chicken soup scent instantly popped out of the clay pot and filled the room all at once.
The nose of Miranda lying in bed moved, the eyes of desperate light shone a little, and the long-lost hunger suddenly came up. The strong desire made her feel that she could eat the whole cow, throat. I couldn't help but roll it up. It seems that even the pain has been alleviated.
"Mae boss... is the taste of Mai boss..." Miranda’s heart seemed to have a light, and even had an urge to sit up.
"It's so sweet." Although the maid on the side looked nervous, but couldn't help but feel the scent, but the lady is now in such a situation, is it really useful to drink chicken soup?
Jergi poured the chicken soup pot carefully into the bowl, and the trembling hands let almost half of it scatter outside.
"Chicken soup! Miranda, let's have some chicken soup!"
Jergi took the chicken soup and walked to the bed. The maid standing on the side quickly put a small pillow under Miranda's head. Her current situation could not be moved casually, otherwise it might be worse.
"Come on, Zhangkou." Jergi took a spoon and took the hot chicken soup to Miranda. He picked up the chicken soup and blew it in his mouth. He slowly poured into Miranda and opened it slightly. In the mouth.
The chicken soup entrance is a little bit hot, and then the delicious taste spreads over the tip of the tongue. It is like a spring rain, gently stroking the taste buds, so that the tongue that has been ignorant for a long time has regained life and feels the mellowness from the chicken soup. And a hint of sweetness, like some wonderful fruit, makes the taste of chicken soup more wonderful.
Hey.
Miranda's throat moved, and the warm chicken soup slid down the throat. The dry throat was moisturized, and the energy of the silk entered the weak cells. The heavy body seemed to have a new energy.
Moreover, even more amazing is that the warm feeling did not disappear after entering the abdomen, more like being absorbed by the fetus, and the lower abdomen has a feeling of warmth.
The pain below suddenly weakened a lot, and the children who were somewhat agitated seemed to be comforted, and they became very quiet.
Miranda’s face was a lot easier, and her face became a little brighter.
"Madam... The lady is drinking!"
The maid screamed in surprise. These days, they used all their methods and found countless foods, but they still couldn’t let Miranda eat anything. I didn’t expect her to take a chicken soup now.
"Mother, you will be better." Palmer’s face also showed joy, his hand clinging to Miranda’s hand, and his voice was still crying.
"Come on, open your mouth again." Jergi’s face also showed a happy color, and then picked up a spoonful of chicken soup and carefully fed it to Miranda’s mouth.
Jergi feeds the chicken soup to Miranda's mouth in a spoonful of spoons, and Miranda's face is slowly getting better, and the pale face has a trace of blood.
Jergi got up and went to pour chicken soup. Miranda had been manually moved by Palmer. He gently held Palmer’s hand and watched Palmer softly say:
No cry, Palmer, you are a man.

Palmer quickly reached out and wiped the tears on his face and nodded hard: "Well, Palmer doesn't cry."
"Oh." Miranda’s face showed a smile, although it was still weak, but the spirit was much better than before. The belly was quiet as if the child in the stomach had fallen asleep, and the warmth from the lower abdomen gave She brought some strength.
Miranda looked at Jergi Road who came back with chicken soup: "Get me up, I want to sit and drink."
"Good." Jergi looked at Miranda's eyes, handed the bowl in his hand to the maid, carefully sat up with Miranda and stuffed a soft quilt behind her.
"Chicken soup is very good." Miranda looked at Jergi, with a smile on his face.
Jergi’s nose fluttered quickly, and after a while he squeezed out a smile:
Then drink more, Mai’s boss said it’s good to drink.

"Yeah." Miranda nodded slightly and opened his mouth.
Jergi quickly blew the chicken soup and slowly fed it to Miranda's mouth.
"How come the voice?" The two expectant mothers looked at the room with some doubts. According to experience, the maternal time should be the most painful time. The kind of heartbreaking pain will make them almost unconscious, but now in the room. It is extraordinarily quiet.
The people in the yard were also confused. Jergi came back suddenly, and entered the room with a clay pot. Then the room became quiet. Even Jergi and Palmer did not say anything, indicating the situation of Miranda. It should not be very bad. Is it what medicine he found?
"It must be that Mai's chicken soup and Yangzhou fried rice work!"
Harrison’s face showed a happy color. The tension suddenly relaxed, and the legs were soft. He sat down on the ground and looked at the maternity and smiled:
This time, are we still guaranteed?