"Yuffie...my Yuffie..."

A young man walked back and forth outside a house.

In order to relieve his impatience, he kept stamping his feet, leaving footprints of different depths on the ground. The sweat on his forehead had dripped down his chin and onto the ground, leaving shallow water stains on the messy footprints.

He looked at the doorknob from time to time, but more often he stared at the rising sun above his head.

The man said to himself: "It's getting late..."

Suddenly, there was a knock on the door, and his eyes were immediately drawn over.

The door was opened halfway, and a tall strange man wearing a black coat and covering his mouth and nose with a cloth leaned out of the door and looked at the man outside the room.

"Belkas Arobe, is that right?" the man at the door shouted in a hoarse voice.

"Yes! Yes. Mr. Poros."

When Belkas was called by his name, he was so nervous that he couldn't speak. He could only stutter in response. Seeing Belkas's appearance, the man named Poros frowned with dissatisfaction.

Frown.

Belkas took a deep breath and then asked: "Po, Mr. Poros, my wife... How is Yuffie?"

"Your wife is very nice."

"What about the child? Will it be born? A boy or a girl?"

Belkas took a few steps forward excitedly, and came directly in front of Poros. Poros' sensitive nose could smell the sweat on his body, which made Poros frown even more.

"Mr. Arobe, did you hear the baby crying?"

Poros took a step back. Facing Belkas's mood, he showed more indifference.

"Wha, what?!"

Only then did Belkas realize that there was no sound coming from the room.

"Don't tell me?! My child..."

Thinking of that answer, Belkas suddenly felt dark and his knees weakened. If Boros hadn't supported him, he would have knelt down like this.

"No! No!! Mr. Arobe."

Belkas, who was about to faint suddenly before his eyes, frightened Poros into a cold sweat.

"Sorry, I didn't make it clear. Your wife and children are actually fine. They are very good."

"Ah...ah! What's going on?"

Belkas came back to his senses, swayed, and finally regained his balance. The shock just now had frightened him badly.

"It's because your wife...hasn't given birth yet."

Poros sighed. It was obvious that this was not the first time he had met such an inexperienced couple, and it gave him a headache every time.

"Huh? But...Yuffie suddenly had a terrible stomachache. Isn't she about to give birth?"

Belkas was very puzzled. Faced with his doubts, Poros did not mean to answer, but turned around and went into the house. However, Poros did not close the door, Belkas gritted his teeth and followed into the house.

inside.

After walking a few steps, Poros suddenly said: "Generally speaking, yes, but this lady's situation is rather special. She had a strong fetal movement. Although it is very rare at this stage, it is not uncommon."

Poros walked to a counter, on which there was a large wooden box with a handle and some scattered bottles and cans. Poros had his back to Belkas. He now needed to sort these things out and put them in order.

Into the wooden box.

"Uh, that means?"

Belkas, who was following Poros, was still a little stunned when he heard the news.

"'It's not time to give birth,' didn't I just say that?"

Poros's frown has never relaxed since the beginning, and now it is even higher.

Belkas asked eagerly: "When will the baby be born?"

"God knows…"

Poros had just put the last blue medicine bottle into the medicine box, and he whispered.

"Well?"

"Generally, the baby will be born within three days. The specific time depends on the situation." Looking at Belkas's confused look, Poros sighed, and then said: "In other words, you

The baby will be born soon, but I don’t know the exact time.”

Hearing the news, Belkas couldn't help but breathed a sigh of relief.

"Mr. Napolos, are you leaving?"

Seeing that Poros had already picked up the medicine box and was about to turn around and go out, he quickly grabbed Poros's sleeve.

"Mr. Boros, you can't just leave like this! What if something happens to Yuffie?"

"Mr. Arobe, you need to know that I have other appointments. By letting me stay here, you are not only wasting my time, but also wasting the precious time of other patients. Do you understand?"

Poros had a headache. He turned his head and stared at Belkas, and pulled his sleeve back from Belkas's hand.

"But Yuffie..."

"Oh, that's all I'll tell you."

Belkas was about to say something, but Poros interrupted him directly.

"I just checked them and there was nothing wrong with them. Your wife Eufinadi Arob is in good health and the condition of the fetus is also very good. In other words, you can rest assured that everything will be fine.

.”

"Uh, yes, really?"

Belkas scratched his head in embarrassment.

"If something really happens, I've already written a prescription."

Poros pointed to the note on the cabinet, and Belkas immediately put the note away.

"You can find someone with some experience to operate it. It's nothing complicated. Just in case, I also left some medicines. The usage has been explained to your wife."

Poros added:

"If you are still worried, I will be visiting nearby villages for the next few days. When it's time to give birth, you just need to send someone to notify me, and I will rush over immediately."

After hearing this, Belkas felt relieved, and then asked: "Mr. Napolous, is there anything you should pay attention to during this period?"

"In addition to eating light foods and living a clean and hygienic life, we also need to protect her personal safety and avoid strenuous exercise."

Poros paused, stared into Belkas's eyes, and said with a warning tone: "Be careful not to let your wife's mood fluctuate too much, otherwise something may go wrong with a normal delivery. This is not any

What people want to see.”

"Understood! That's natural." Belkas excitedly held Poros's hand and shook it vigorously, "Thank you so much! Mr. Poros!"

"Okay, go inside and see her."

Poros picked up the medicine box and walked out of the door, while Belkas quickly walked to the back room.

"Oh, by the way, wait a moment."

At this moment, Poros suddenly stopped and called him.

"What's wrong? Mr. Boros, is there anything else that can happen to Yuffie?"

"No, I mean you. Are you too tired recently?"

Belkas was speechless. He didn't know why this man suddenly asked him this question.

"Forget it." Poros shook his head and sighed slightly, "If you feel uncomfortable, you can come to see me next time. I have some refreshing medicine here, and the price is very affordable."

Poros took out a mechanical pocket watch from the inside of his coat and checked the time. Belkas realized that the doctor was trying to make a sales pitch, so he decisively rejected him.

"No, I think it should be fine."

"Okay then, go see your wife. If you have any questions, you can come to me."

Belkas turned around and went to the back room, while Poros picked up the medicine box and hurried out of the room.

He looked at his watch just now and saw that there was not much time left before the next appointment. He had to quickly take the carriage at the entrance of the village. But then a wind-like figure suddenly flashed over from the door and bumped into him.

"Huh?!"

"ah!"

Both of them couldn't help but let out a groan, obviously the force of the collision was not light.

"Sorry! Sorry! Sir, are you okay?"

The rash man immediately clasped his hands and apologized hastily.

Of course, Boros didn't care too much. After all, the other party was petite and probably just a slightly older child, so there was nothing to worry about.

What's more, the collision just now only made him unstable, and it was far from the point where he was about to fall.

Poros casually patted a little dust that had just been splashed on his body, and then looked at the girl in front of him.
To be continued...