Chapter 707 Who Decides Whether the Queen Has Surgery or Not?

Gretel wanted to struggle.

Gretel wanted to resist.

Gretel wanted to say, if I don’t go to the palace now, nothing will happen. The Queen is a first-time mother, and the first stage of labor will take more than ten hours. Wait for her to start and call me quickly, no matter what, it will be too late...

But face is given to each other. The Baroness had just done him a favor.

Forget it, the Queen is already 9 months pregnant, so just go...

So, Grete had a chicken in his left hand and a duck in his right hand... No, Bernard on his left hand and Cerela on his right hand were riding Apa, followed by Joanna and Sister Salia. The lady dragged her into the palace.

Baroness Witeiger breathed a sigh of relief after watching Gretel arrive at the Royal Mage Corps' residence and settle down. Thank God, your Excellency has finally entered the palace and no longer has to contact the outside world. He should not have to worry about it anymore...

It's a pity that this Nordmark mage has done more things in the royal capital for more than a month than others have done in several years. Performing operations on the ladies, basically delivering one baby, would provide enough talk in the palace for several days;

Several major newspapers in the royal capital united to attack him, and also united to say good things about him. The tabloids that attacked him were smashed;

The navy and the army fought over him at the entrance of the hospital, and it was suspected that the Holy See had sent patients over thousands of miles...

It's all because of his presence! Even though he was given to a hospital, he couldn't stop him from doing whatever he wanted!

The Baroness handed him over to Archmage Seymour and turned to report to the Queen. As people left here, Grete's residence received a group of visitors:

In the name of visiting Aunt Salia, the Priest Priestess of the Spring Temple's Royal Palace, Aunt Mary, brought several female disciples to the door to ask for an audience.

Grete is still packing her things. Their room is quite large. Except for Apa, who cannot run around freely and has to be placed outside the garden, the other several people live in one room each, and there are still a few rooms left open for study and reception rooms——

There are a total of 1,280 rooms in the Queen's Villa! In addition to the living area of ​​the queen and the royal husband, the office area, the rooms of the nobles who have long-term auxiliary offices, the rooms of the staff and servants, there are still many empty spaces!

Let Grete and his party live comfortably, it's a small thing!

When Aunt Salia brought the people in, she saw a mess in the reception room. A dark gold skeleton and two invisible servants, running back and forth, delivering various sundries:

The sofa covers need to be replaced with new ones, the cushion covers need to be replaced with new ones, the lace tablecloth on the table needs to be replaced with new ones;

The teacups need to be replaced with new ones, the sugar bowls need to be replaced with new ones, and the vases in which the flowers are arranged need to be replaced with new ones;

The blinds need to be opened, the fireplace needs to be filled with firewood, and there are small dried fish under the upturned carpet...

Two invisible servants and a skeleton are not enough to deal with this mess. There is a tree stuck in the center of the living room, using its roots to support itself, running from east to west, running from west to east, stretching out a few branches to help deliver things.

The entire living room presents a magical and joyful scene. As if it wasn't chaotic enough, Miss Elf stood in the middle of the living room, gesticulating and giving orders:

"Put this vase against the wall! - Oops, it doesn't look good, change it to a crystal one!"

When the guest came in, she was startled and waved her hand. A gust of wind blew past, and everything returned to its place. She stuck out her tongue quickly and smiled at the guest:

"I'm sorry, I was a little busy just after moving in. - Sit down, sit down, do you want tea or coffee? Grete! A guest is coming!"

"coming!"

Gretel agreed in the study, walked out quickly, and invited the guests to sit down. While taking back the dark gold skeleton and instructing the invisible servants to make and serve tea, he smiled apologetically:

"Sorry, I was just sorting out the information in the study. We just moved in, and everything is in a mess. It's a joke for you."

Aunt Mary gathered her clothes and sat upright on the sofa, trying not to think about whether the area by the window was a scenery or an illusion. She signaled her disciple to put down the gift and smiled at Grete:

"Mage Nordmark, I'm really sorry for taking the liberty of coming to visit. It's like this. Since the queen was pregnant, we have been taking care of her body with the purpose of spreading the goddess' mercy and being loyal to the royal family and the queen."

...Except for the purpose and so on, the short answer is, first come, first served, the Queen is the patient you are responsible for. Grete summarized the other party's key points and urged with his eyes:

Then what?

"Now that you are in the palace, I think we need to exchange situations to better serve the Queen."

It means that another medical team has appeared and needs to exchange information for consultation. Grete followed the good example and took out the medical record book:

"OK!"

Mother Mary began to ramble. She has indeed been taking close care of the queen since she was pregnant, and is fully aware of all kinds of information. In recent months, how has the Queen eaten, how has she slept, how much weight has she gained, and when did her legs and feet start to swell...

No information can escape her eyes.

Grete lowered his head and brushed the records. At first, I copied it by hand, but then my hand speed couldn't keep up with the other person's speaking speed, so I inserted the [Endless Ink Pen] into the oak staff. The oak stick branched out into a root, rolled up the ink pen, and started copying the medical records.

After finally finishing copying, Sister Mary picked up the half-warm tea and took a slow sip. Grete checked the copied records at a glance and let out a long sigh:

"Thank you for your hard work, mama. From these records, it can be seen that the Spring Temple has really put a lot of effort into its construction."

"Who says it's not the case?" Aunt Mary sighed:

"I can't help it. Anne is the one I've seen since she was a child. When she was sent to the temple, she was only a little tall...Besides, it was agreed before that the Queen's pregnancy and delivery this time, unless absolutely necessary, will be left to us. Taking care of..."

Grete shuddered slightly. He knew that after going around for a long time, this exchange finally got to the point - who would be responsible for the Queen's delivery care?

To be more clear, when it was time for her to give birth, was she planning to give birth naturally under the care of the Spring Water Temple, or was she planning to have a cesarean section performed by Grete?

Gretel slowly put down the medical record book. He took a deep breath and looked directly at the opposite side:

"Mommy, I still have a few questions about the Queen's situation that I need to know."

Aunt Mary's face condensed slightly. But she had no reason to stop her. She could only nodded lightly and said in a deep voice:

"You asked."

"How has the Queen's blood pressure been in the past few days? How many fetal movements are there every day, or every 24 hours? How many times per minute is the fetal heart rate? Also, what is the biparietal diameter of the fetus? How is the maturity of the placenta now? What is the amount of amniotic fluid? How many?"

Aunt Mary's heart grew heavier and heavier. She could still answer the first few questions - thanks to a mercury sphygmomanometer, a stethoscope, and the Priestess who studied at the Royal Maternity and Infant Hospital. But what are the problems with the next few?

How does she know? !

"Master Nordmark, when you ask these questions, do you mean that you must perform a cesarean section for the Queen?"

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