But how many people can compare to Ye Jiuxiao?
Back in the day, he was an expert horseman in the military camp. Now taking matters into his own hands, the carriage was both fast and stable, swiftly arriving at the Night King's Estate.
"Summon Physician Lin."
Ye Jiuxiao commanded in a cold voice.
"Yes."
Ye Jiuxiao preferred quietude, and the Prince Residence had few servants; however, those in service were of no ordinary skill.
Physician Lin was a renowned Divine Doctor, also Ye Jiuxiao's personal physician, attending solely to Ye Jiuxiao.
This time, when Ye Jiuxiao asked him to treat a woman, he was somewhat surprised, yet said nothing more.
Chu Nanli's condition seemed extremely critical, and Physician Lin's complexion became slightly fearful after taking her pulse.
"Master, this young lady is pregnant and showing signs of miscarriage!"
Ye Jiuxiao's eyes deepened, his expression complex.
"How many months is the fetus?"
"Replying to the Prince, about four months."
