Was the whole group wiped out in the previous life? Reborn to drag the crippled king into the bridal

Chu Xuanchi had always wanted to ask this question, "All the girls in the inner chamber learn to play the piano, chess, calligraphy, painting, and needlework, so why did Zhao Zhao learn medical theory?"

Mo Zhaohua smiled and explained, "I read it out of interest when I was a child, and then I got a strange book and fell in love with it."

Chu Xuanchi showed a hint of interest, "Oh? What is this strange book?"

"It was obtained by my uncle by accident. It is called "Su Xin Yao Shu". My uncle knew that Zhao Zhao was interested in medical theory, so he gave it to Zhao Zhao."

This was something Mo Zhaohua had already discussed with the Duke of Fuguo and Rong Hai, and they all agreed to move the time of obtaining the medical book forward.

In this way, she would have enough time to study, and her achievements in medicine would be easier to explain and more convincing.

Only the three of them knew about the medical book. As for the two maids, she only had to say that she was afraid they would talk too much and asked them to study it in secret.

They had also discussed the matter of the Su Wen Heart Sutra. In view of her low level of mental cultivation, they would say that she had only obtained it this year.

Chu Xuanchi really didn't ask any more questions. "Looking at Zhao Zhao's happy look, I guess Zhao Zhao's medical skills must have made great progress now, right?"

Mo Zhaohua pretended to be proud, "I can't say I have made great achievements, I can only say I have made some small achievements. At least my uncle praised Zhao Zhao for treating him very well."

Chu Xuanchi raised the corner of his mouth slightly, "Has Zhaozhao ever been treated by your uncle?"

Mo Zhaohua's words made sense. "Yes, Zhao Zhao is still unmarried, so it's not easy for her to treat others."

Chu Xuanchi understood, "Zhao Zhao lived here a few days before her wedding. Could it be that she was here to treat her uncle?"

"My husband is really smart. He did give acupuncture to my uncle during those days. Today, he will wait for my uncle to come back before giving acupuncture again."

Mo Zhaohua, through Rong Hai, made the medical skills and treatment reasonable, so Chu Xuanchi should be able to accept it.

She asked him nervously, "Husband, Zhao Zhao is not a famous doctor. Do you dare to let Zhao Zhao treat you?"

Chu Xuanchi had enough trust in her, and chuckled, "If my uncle dared to let Zhao Zhao give me acupuncture, why shouldn't I dare to do the same?"

Mo Zhaohua reminded him, "Husband, that means you have to overcome the hurdle in your heart and let Zhaozhao see your legs."

"This..." Chu Xuanchi's expression really changed. He only thought about trusting her medical skills and didn't think about his legs.

If possible, he hoped that Mo Zhaohua would never see the miserable condition of his legs, and he would show them to her after they were healed.

But now she has transformed herself from a wife into a doctor. How can he escape this matter? Will he not let her treat him?

Mo Zhaohua would not force him, "My husband is not in a hurry, Zhao Zhao can wait, Zhao Zhao will give acupuncture to grandpa in the afternoon."

Chu Xuanchi asked with concern, "Grandfather is not feeling well? Why didn't Zhao Zhao remind him in advance? I let him rest in the morning."

Mo Zhaohua quickly comforted him, "It's okay, it's not an emergency, and grandpa is happy to chat with you."

Chu Xuanchi was still worried, "I wonder what's wrong with grandpa? I remember that my father seemed to have sent an imperial physician to take his pulse."

Ever since he learned that Mo Zhaohua cared about the Duke of Fuguo's Mansion, he had people investigate the entire Rong family and kept it in mind.

"My grandfather served in the military for half his life and was covered in injuries. He fell accidentally before..." Mo Zhaohua briefly explained the situation.

"Shaking the brain?" Chu Xuanchi felt that it was too dangerous. "How can grandpa take such a risk at his age?"

"Yes, my uncle was unwilling to do it, so he delayed it until now. Now that Zhao Zhao has made some progress in acupuncture, he wants to give it a try."

This was what she had discussed with the Duke of Fuguo and his son the last time she came here. Rong Hai had already agreed to let her give acupuncture treatment to the Duke of Fuguo.

Chu Xuanchi also wanted to see Mo Zhaohua's medical skills, "In that case, I will accompany Zhao Zhao to treat grandpa first."

This was Mo Zhaohua's idea, to let him see it with his own eyes, "Okay, let me show my husband Zhao Zhao's abilities as well."

Another reason why she chose to treat the Duke of Fuguo in the afternoon was to avoid Rong Hai so that he wouldn't be worried and nervous when he was around.

She didn't tell Rong Hai about this because she knew he would definitely not agree. She had to do it first and ask for his advice later. She was confident in her medical skills.

Wuying had just pushed Chu Xuanchi out of Luofengju when Rongqing came out from Qinghuanyuan next door to say hello.

Without waiting for her to come forward and pay her respects, Chu Xuanchi had already warmly called her mother-in-law and told her that she didn't need to be so polite at home in the future.

Rong Qing then asked Mo Zhaohua with a smile, "Zhao Zhao woke up from his nap? Are you used to sleeping like that? Do you want to change the bedding?"

Mo Zhaohua stepped forward quickly and said, "No need, my mother and aunt have arranged everything very well, my husband and I like it very much."

"That's good. This will be Zhao Zhao's hometown from now on. You should come back often. If there's anything you're not used to, please let me know."

It is not actually a good idea for a married woman to go back to her parents' home often, but as a mother, Rong Qing still hopes to see her daughter more often.

As a mother-in-law and a divorced woman, she could not show up in public and often visited her son-in-law's home.

"Don't worry, Zhao Zhao will not be polite at my grandparents' house. Mother, we have something to ask my grandpa, so we'll leave first."

Mo Zhaohua is not a pretentious person and has no requirements for food, clothing, housing and transportation. Besides, Rong Qing and Zhongli Xiu Ya’s arrangements must be good.

Even if she didn't go to the bedroom for a nap at noon, she knew that the bedding must be soft and comfortable, even better than the one she had in Yixiayuan.

Rong Qing had a gratified smile on his face, "Go ahead, the old man will be happy to have you guys chatting with him."

Mo Zhaohua said goodbye to Rong Qing and asked someone to invite the Duke to the study for a talk, while they went over and waited.

When Chu Xuanchi saw her arrive at the study, he reached out and pushed the door open. "The study is a restricted area. Can we just go in like this?"

Only guards with the surname Ying can enter his study, and he won't let anyone else do even small things like cleaning.

In addition, there are guards sleeping inside every night to prevent someone from breaking in and seeing something they shouldn't see.

Mo Zhaohua smiled and pushed him in. "Nothing, Zhao Zhao has permission to go directly into grandpa and uncle's study."

But she was the only one there. Wuying and Yueying were left outside. It was not until the Duke of Fuguo arrived shortly afterwards that someone came to serve tea.

They chatted briefly for a few minutes, and then instructed Wuying and Yueying to guard outside and not let anyone in without permission.

The Duke of Fuguo also arranged people. He was not worried that anyone except Ronghai would dare to trespass, but Ronghai was now in the government office.

Mo Zhaohua went to the bookshelf and took the wooden box containing the silver needles. "Grandfather, get ready. Zhao Zhao is going to give you acupuncture."

The study was very large, with a bed at the innermost part. At this moment, Duke Fuguo was sitting on the edge of the bed, feeling a little nervous.

However, he pretended to be calm and said, "Okay, the boss is not here, so I won't be scared, and I will feel more relaxed."

Mo Zhaohua lit the oil lamp, picked up a silver needle and placed it over the flame to roast it, while softly comforting the Duke of Fuguo.

"Don't be afraid, Grandfather. Acupuncture doesn't hurt. Compared to the injuries you've had before, it's probably just like a mosquito bite."

The Duke of Fuguo chuckled, "Little girl, why are you still making fun of me? It's just acupuncture, why would I be afraid?"

"Grandfather is a little more relaxed now." Mo Zhaohua looked down at his head, skillfully found the acupuncture points, and inserted the needles.