Hard to be a good wife

One meal brought the two of them closer. Before Zhao Sanlang left, he insisted on asking Tang Yue to write a recipe for him, especially the Zhuge grilled fish. He wanted to go back and ask the cook to make it every day.

Tang Yue didn't know how to write, and he was too embarrassed to go out of his way to invite diners, so he begged Tang Ya to write for her and promised to make delicious osmanthus cake for her tomorrow, and the other party reluctantly agreed.

But after Tang Yue reported the recipes of more than a dozen dishes in a row, Tang Ya asked with bright eyes: "Brother, you know how to cook these?" Crispy duck and lychee meat look delicious.

Tang Yue put on a cool pose, "That's natural, these are just home-cooked dishes, very simple."

Zhao Sanlang took a rough look at the recipe and said with a smirk, "Oh, Mr. Tang's family, your handwriting is so delicate, just like a girl's!"

"..." Tang Yue laughed twice with a stiff face, feeling guilty no matter what he heard, "Well, it's getting dark, you should go back quickly."

Get your stuff and get out!

Zhao Sanlang went back happily, and publicized his shocking discovery the next day. For a while, many people knew that there was a young gentleman in the Liyanghou Mansion, and that the young gentleman could cook well and write A beautiful handwriting.

If these two items are placed on a woman, they are definitely advantages, but if they appear on a man, it is a bit of a woman.

Some people have to wonder, did the Marquis of Liyang want his son crazy, so he raised his daughter as a son?

Of course, no one who has met Tang Yue will doubt his gender, and even if that face is dressed in women's clothing, it will not be misleading.

Tang Yuezhai studied the cases at home and didn't hear these rumors, otherwise Zhao Sanlang would have to spit out the dinner he ate!

No wonder a man with such a long mouth can't catch up with the goddess.

He thought hard all night and couldn't think of any material to replace stainless steel and titanium alloy, so he still decided to use plaster for fixation and minimally invasive internal reduction. Although the external bonesetting techniques of traditional Chinese medicine are extensive and profound, it is difficult to achieve 100% reduction.

Repeatedly rehearsed the operation process in his mind, and recorded the tools and materials to be used one by one. Some of these things can be prepared by Prince Zhao's Mansion, while others need to be done by himself.

He had a good sleep before dawn, and as soon as the sun rose, he couldn't wait to call the housekeeper, made a list and sent it to Prince Zhao's Mansion, so that Prince Zhao's Mansion could prepare the items on the list.

The butler probably got the instructions from the Marquis of Liyang, so he asked someone to handle the matter without saying a word. As for the herbs that Tang Yue wanted to grab and the plaster he was looking for, he went out and finished it himself.

On the third day, Tang Yue nestled in the small kitchen, decocting the medicine over and over again. Although he remembered the formula for the anesthetic, he had to verify the efficacy of the medicine first.

In addition to the anesthetic, he also boiled a large pot of plaster for promoting blood circulation and removing blood stasis, and gave a portion directly to the injured coachman. After observing the situation for a long time, he was relieved when he found that there were no side effects such as skin allergies.

To be honest, this is the first time for him to make medicine by himself. There will always be some errors in theory and actual operation. It is already very rare to be able to succeed at the first time.

Before dinner, the housekeeper delivered all the tools he made, wrapped in cloth, and the weight was not light.

Tang Yue checked and accepted them one by one, took two scissors and a scalpel to rework, and put the rest into the cloth bag he asked the maid to sew.

Find another decent small wooden box, and he can carry the signboard, ring the bell, and carry the medicine box to go out as a traveling doctor someday.

Of course, this is impossible. If he really dares to do this, the Marquis of Liyang will probably push him back to the border and remake him.

During dinner, the whole family looked at him with complicated eyes, which made Tang Yue almost unable to eat.

Tang Yun, the youngest, ran over with a plate of crispy candies, and said childishly, "Brother, I'll give you this candy. I said eating this will give you strength!"

Tang Yue didn't know whether to laugh or cry, pinched her chubby cheek and asked: "Brother is very strong, no need to mend."

Tang Yun tilted her head to look at him, "But they all said that brother is going to do big things tomorrow, and if he fails to do so, his life will be in danger. Ah Yun wants to continue eating brother's cooking, and doesn't want brother to be in danger."

Looking at her clear eyes, Tang Yue felt a little touched in his heart. He rubbed her soft hair and said softly, "Ah Yun, don't worry, brother will be fine. Come back and make cake for Ayun, okay?"

Tang Yun put the plate away, put it in her arms, and asked suspiciously: "What is a cake? Is it better than crispy candy?"

"That's natural, you'll know when you eat it."

"Ahem..." Marquis Liyang, who was in the first place, coughed dryly twice, intending to have a fruitless conversation between the siblings.

Tang Yue looked at him amusedly, and joked: "Father, you can eat more pears if you have a sore throat, why don't I make you some pear soup to moisten your throat?"

"Don't be so cheeky!" Liyanghou scolded with a straight face: "Is tomorrow's matter really sure? If you don't say it early, you can spare this old face for your father and talk to Wang Zizhao."

"Why do you have so little confidence in me?" Tang Yue saw that everyone's eyes were full of worry, even Mrs. Hou, and he didn't know whether she was worried that she could cure Wang Zizhao or that she could not cure Wang Zizhao.

Tang Ya also frowned and said: "Brother, you are too big."

It was also rare for the old lady not to give her precious grandson a helping hand, but said: "For doctors, morality is the most important thing, followed by medical skills. Yue'er is young, so don't be arrogant."

She said it carefully, and Tang Yue could feel her intentions. He stood up and said, "What E-Mu said is that the grandson has been taught, but the grandson is really sure about Wang Zizhao's injury."

The old lady nodded: "That's good. Healing diseases and saving lives is also a matter of accumulating good deeds. Treat with heart and don't have to worry about the consequences. Doesn't it mean that every doctor doesn't cure diseases and save lives if he is not sure?"

Only then did everyone put their worries behind them and hurriedly replied: "You are right."