"Only seven months." Once Nanny Cen stepped out, a maid grabbed her anxiously and said, "Should we invite Nurse Zhang to oversee?" Better safe than sorry; the Madam was full-term last time and it was extremely perilous. This time, just over seven months, it's hard to predict what might happen. Having Nurse Zhang around gives everyone some peace of mind.
Nanny Cen felt troubled; Nurse Zhang herself was pregnant, just in her first critical three months. If anything went wrong, no one could shoulder the responsibility.
"Let's invite her anyway. We won't ask her to intervene, just have her sit by."
Nanny Cen gritted her teeth, pulled the maid aside and said, "Go to the Qin Mansion and inform Nurse Zhang about the Madam's condition. Don't say anything else, let her decide." She couldn't dare to promise anything; both the Madam and Nurse Zhang's pregnancies were precious, neither could afford an incident.
The maid acknowledged and quickly dashed out of the courtyard.
