In the tent, the woman had given birth and fainted from the pain and hunger.
Jia Liyu brought over a bowl of chicken soup, "Miss, this was specially simmered in the kitchen for her, to nourish her body."
Chu Qingzhi stepped forward, pressed two fingers on the woman's forehead, "Feed her the chicken soup. And Fourth Sister, later prescribe her some lactation-promoting medicine. This is a military camp; we have no milk and it's difficult to find a wet nurse."
Chu Qingning responded, "I'll prescribe it for her right away."
Hearing their conversation and with her son born safely, the woman felt a surge of gratitude, "Thank you, ladies, or else my child and I might have lost our lives."
Chu Qingzhi said, "Take good care of yourself. When we leave, we'll find a place for you and the others to stay, don't worry."
Tears welled up in the woman's eyes, "Thank you, Miss. You are truly saviors."
