The Doctor's Concubine: Kick the Scumbag King and I Want to Be a Dandy Girl in the Capital

Being stuck in this chair all day long was really painful for Xiu Lingce. He didn't ask for much, as long as he could walk and leave the wheelchair.

Even if you use a stick, at least you can go to the toilet by yourself.

"Luoluo, big brother is not afraid of pain. Tell me if it can be cured? As long as you can stand up, it will be fine."

Xiu Luoran smiled: "Brother, do you trust me so much? Aren't you afraid that I will use your legs to practice?"

"Don't worry, just keep practicing. The worst that can happen is this."

His legs were cut off on the battlefield. The conditions in the military camp were so poor at the time that it was good enough that his legs were reattached instead of being sawed off.

It’s not that he believes in Xiu Luoran that much, but he doesn’t want to give up any hope.

After returning from the battlefield, his father sought help from relatives and friends, and found countless famous doctors. Even the imperial physicians from the Imperial Medical Bureau had come to see him, but there was nothing they could do.

Seeing Xiu Lingce's determination, Xiu Luoran said:

"Brother, you have protected your legs very well. You must massage your legs often, right? Your muscles haven't atrophied.

You know martial arts, you have good physical fitness, and although your leg is crooked, the rest of your body is normal."

Xiu Lingce kept rubbing his hands, full of expectations for the future.

"Brother, bring me paper and pen. I'll read to you and you write. Once I have everything I need, I can treat your leg."

"Okay, wait a moment."

Xiu Lingce returned to his yard with a smile, took out paper and pen, spread out the paper, and let Xiu Luoran read while he wrote.

As he wrote, Xiu Lingce's brows slowly furrowed.

He could understand that these herbs and medicinal materials were needed to treat diseases, but what were the uses of them?

Five zhang of clean white fine cotton gauze, twenty jin of strong liquor, fifty jin of gypsum, five one-foot-long iron rods as thick as a little finger, and two six-foot-long bamboo poles...

Xiu Lingce was just about to ask Xiu Luoran when Xiu Yuancang walked in.

Xiu Yuancang was very happy to see the brother and sister getting along harmoniously:

"What are you two doing? Ce'er, what are you writing?"

Xiu Lingce handed the paper in his hand to Xiu Yuancang.

After Xiu Yuancang finished reading it, he asked Xiu Lingce with concern:

"So many herbs are needed, Ce'er. What's wrong with you? What are you going to do with these things behind the herbs? Do you want to practice juggling?"

Xiu Luoran covered his mouth and laughed secretly.

Xiu Lingce told the truth: "Luoluo said to use these things to treat my legs."

"what?"

Xiu Yuancang screamed in surprise and turned to look at Xiu Luoran. Unexpectedly, Xiu Luoran actually nodded.

Xiu Yuancang said hurriedly: "Luoluo, Dad knows you care about your elder brother, but we need to be down-to-earth and not do those empty things."

Xiu Luoran glared at Xiu Yuancang and asked, "How am I not down to earth?"

Seeing Xiu Luoran's unconvinced look, Xiu Yuancang continued to persuade him:

"Your elder brother became like this because he tried to save me. He suffered a lot, and I don't want him to suffer anymore."

Xiu Lingce found that his sister seemed angry. Just as he was about to say something, Xiu Luoran glared back at him.

Xiu Luoran looked at Xiu Yuancang and said very seriously:

"If I say that I am more than 90% sure that I can cure Big Brother's leg, will you let me do it?"

If a doctor from the Imperial Hospital said this, Xiu Yuancang would definitely be overjoyed. He would immediately send his son to the Imperial Hospital and ask the doctor to treat him.

This is because the imperial physicians are quite conservative in their statements. If they are 100% sure, they will say it is 70% sure, and if they are 70% sure, they will say it is 50% sure.

Ninety percent sure. Xiu Yuancang has lived to such an old age and has never heard any imperial physician say this.

But these words came from his little daughter, and he didn't look down on his daughter.

She grew up in a nunnery. Every time he went to see her, she was either sweeping the yard or chopping wood. He had never even seen her reading.

Studying medicine is not like practicing martial arts. You can improve by practicing frequently. Studying medicine requires combining theory with practice. You also need to collect herbs, make medicines, and see a large number of patients to accumulate experience.

Does his daughter have so much time and opportunities?

Xiu Yuancang had no idea that in his previous life, Xiu Luoran started learning to read and study Chinese and Western medicine at the age of five, and by the age of twenty-five he had become a famous surgeon both at home and abroad.

Xiu Luoran interned in outpatient surgery for two full years, and then studied with a famous domestic surgeon for three years.

During those three years, she performed surgery almost every day and accumulated a wealth of clinical experience.

For her, performing surgery on Xiu Lingce's leg was a piece of cake.

But Xiu Yuancang didn't know all this.

He was worried that his eldest son's leg would be messed up by his younger daughter, causing him more pain, and he was also worried that his younger daughter would feel guilty for not curing her brother's leg.

So, he had to stop his daughter from making trouble.

"Luoluo, I have never given up on your brother's leg, and I am still looking for a famous doctor.

When we find a famous doctor, I will ask him to let you help treat your brother's leg. How about that? "

Daughter, please let your elder brother go.

Xiu Lingce found it very funny to see his father, who usually didn't talk much, transform into a nagging old woman just to persuade his sister.

Xiu Luoran didn't say anything. She looked at Xiu Yuancang's face and asked him:

"Dad, have you been having stomachaches recently? They come and go, and you can't even straighten your back when the pain comes. Are you also constipated?"

Xiu Yuancang listened to his daughter's words and looked at his son:

"You told her? No, I haven't told anyone. Luoluo, how did you know?"

Xiu Luoran rolled his eyes:

"Humph, I'm a miracle doctor, a miracle doctor! I can tell what's wrong with you just by looking at you."

After Xiu Luoran finished speaking, he grabbed the paper and pen on the table and quickly wrote a prescription:

"Take two doses of this medicine. Boil three bowls of water into one bowl of water for each dose. Drink it three times a day, morning, noon and evening. After you finish drinking it, your illness will be cured. Go get the medicine.

Remember, avoid meat and spicy food while taking the medicine."

Xiu Yuancang took the prescription and was tricked by his daughter out of the house. He came to his senses only when he came to the yard.

He looked at the flamboyant handwriting on the prescription, thought for a while, went back to his room, picked up a pen and paper, copied the prescription himself, and called a confidant to get the medicine.

Then, he put the prescription written by Xiu Luoran into a book on the bedside table.

This is my daughter's handwriting. It cannot be spread out and seen by outsiders.

Xiu Luoran sent his father out and called Xiu Lingce:

"Brother, keep writing. There are still several things left to write."

Xiu Lingce happily picked up the pen and continued writing. Xiu Luoran's performance just now made him feel that his hope had increased a little.

After finishing writing, Xiu Luoran asked him:

"How long will it take you to prepare these things?"

"Three days."

"Brother, once the things are ready, leave them with me. I still have a lot of things to deal with first.

My body is too weak, and I need at least another half month to treat you. During this half month, you can come to my place for dinner every day, and we can recuperate together. "

"it is good."

"Brother, believe me, as long as you are not afraid of pain, I promise that in half a year you will be able to walk as fast as the wind, ride a horse and shoot arrows without any problem, and you can even go to the battlefield if you want."

Xiu Lingce imagined that beautiful scene and nodded vigorously. He was already a cripple, so what would happen if he let his sister practice?

"Brother, this matter must be approved by our father. I'll leave it to you to convince our father."

"Row."

I don’t know whether Xiu Yuancang had figured it out or Xiu Lingce’s persuasion was successful, but Xiu Yuancang agreed to let Xiu Luoran treat Xiu Lingce’s leg.

……

The neatly dressed silly girl came in and was about to kneel down out of habit, but was stopped by Xiu Luoran, who asked her:

"What was your original name?"

Silly girl looked at Xiu Luoran: "Please give me a name, Miss."

Xiu Luoran said: "In this life I want to be a worry-free person, I hope you can also be free of worries in this life, so you can be called 'Mo Chou'."

"Thank you, Miss, for giving me the name, Mochou."

"Mochou, from today on, you will run around the garden once a day. Don't be in a hurry, just run slowly. You can finish whenever you want."

"Yes, I'll run now."

Although she didn't know what the young lady meant, Mochou still ran around obediently.

Xiu Luoran carefully felt his own pulse and then sighed. The original owner's physical condition was too poor and the nutrition was not enough. He needed supplements all over.

As the saying goes, food supplements are worse than medicine. Xiu Luoran wrote a dietary recipe, asked her eldest brother for money, and asked the guards in the courtyard to buy the ingredients themselves. She talked and Mo Chou worked, and they cooked the meals for the two of them and Xiu Lingce to eat together.

Aren’t you afraid that Mo Chou will get fatter the more she takes?

Don’t worry, Mochou’s fatness is not caused by overeating, she is also malnourished.

That day, after Xiu Luoran finished his nutritious meal, he walked around the yard for a few laps and then came back to have a good sleep.

She had just woken up when a guard came running to the door and knocked:

"Miss, go and have a look. Mochou was running in circles in the big garden and was beaten by the second young lady."