Hard to be a good wife

"Cough...His Highness, although I know a little about medicine, I am only good at a certain aspect. It is most suitable for you to entrust your rehabilitation work to Dr. Wu."

Physician Wu stroked his long beard and thought: This kid is not too arrogant. At his age, he is already a genius to be proficient in a treatment method. It seems that he is not arrogant.

As soon as he changed his opinion on Tang Yue, he heard the other party say: "Here are the steps and some precautions written below, which can be used as a reference for Doctor Wu."

A fluffy handkerchief was handed to him, with densely packed black characters on it, the color was the same as that of Doctor Wu's face at this time.

Physician Wu glared at Tang Yue angrily, "Do you think this old man doesn't understand these things?" He has practiced medicine for decades, but he even asked a brat for a reference, and if he said it, he would be laughed to death.

Tang Yue lowered his attitude and complimented: "You have rich experience, so you naturally understand, but medical skills know no borders, wouldn't it be better for us to learn from each other? Learn from each other's strengths and make up for our weaknesses."

Physician Wu grabbed the handkerchief in his hand, glanced at it casually, and was first stimulated by the words he wrote. No wonder some people said that Xiao Langjun of the Liyang Hou Mansion could not read big characters. It is indeed a bit embarrassing to see this dog crawling. up.

But when he saw the contents clearly, Doctor Wu put all these contempt behind him. He read it again seriously, corrected a few typos, and thought it was perfect.

He only thought of using acupuncture to help the muscles eliminate edema, but he didn't think of massage. He only thought of letting Wang Zizhao walk a few times a day to improve his walking ability, but he didn't think of adding some body exercises.

From this point of view, Tang Xiaolang is not ignorant of recovery exercises.

Could it be that he deliberately gave the credit to himself?Thinking about it this way, Doctor Wu looked at Tang Yue with some deep meaning.

Tang Yue didn't know that he was issued a good person card, so he helped Wang Zizhao up and walked a few steps, and asked, "How is it? Do you feel soreness or pain?"

Wang Zizhao nodded, and Tang Yue grinned: "It's okay, this is normal, as long as the leg bones are fully healed, they will recover slowly."

"Is it the same as usual after recovery?" Doctor Wu looked at Tang Yue with twinkling eyes.

"It's best not to do strenuous exercise within a year. Trotting is already the limit, and you can only sit in the back when you go to the battlefield. After a year, you can basically recover."

All the imperial physicians looked at Wang Zizhao's leg, wishing to saw it off and dissect it again.

Physician Wu bit the bullet and asked: "His Royal Highness, can all the imperial physicians have a diagnosis?" As Tang Yue said, medicine needs to learn from each other in order to develop together.

Tang Yue's treatment has refreshed their horizons. Before that, they didn't think that this unheard and unseen method could be effective, but now that the evidence is in front of them, they can't help but believe it.

However, when they thought that it was an underage young man who accomplished this pioneering work, their old faces felt a little hot.

Especially before they slandered others without shame, but now they are fine, they were beaten in the face, and they still beat them fiercely in front of Wang Zizhao, which is so fucking embarrassing.

Wang Zizhao invited them here to let the entire Imperial Medical Office witness that his legs had healed. At the beginning, the entire Imperial Medical Office agreed that his legs were useless. Now it is natural for them to change their words in order to win the trust of the world.

All the imperial physicians took turns to come forward to make a diagnosis. You can tell if the bone is long or crooked by touching it. Naturally, the conclusions they draw are similar.

"How is it?" Wang Zizhao asked as he asked people to put down his trousers.

"Returning to Your Highness, your leg bones have fully fit, and you only need to raise them for a while to recover. Tang Xiaolang's method is very effective."

"In this case, I will trouble everyone to enter the palace to answer my father's concern for this king." Wang Zizhao said sincerely.

The one-month incident has been rumored, and the palace naturally got the news that Queen Hu was going to visit Japan in person today, but was stumped by the incident.

Wang Zizhao wouldn't rush into the palace and say to his father: "My legs are healed, pass on the crown prince to me." That would be too childish.

With these megaphones, I believe the king will summon him into the palace soon.

Since he was judged to be disabled, he hasn't seen his father again. Leaving aside the desolation in his heart, what belongs to him will always be taken back.

"Here, my servant will definitely inform the king in detail." All the imperial physicians agreed.

Wang Zizhao was satisfied, and he treated Tang Yue extra generously. In addition to the agreed five hundred gold and a shop, he also rewarded a house and ten powerful guards.

In this era, most of the guards in the family are bought and trained by themselves. These people are generally loyal and trustworthy.

There are also a small number of hired swordsmen and knights. These people are generally highly skilled in martial arts and are not bound by family rules. They do easy job as bodyguards with high salaries.

If you were walking on the street, it would not be surprising to see someone hacking a commoner to death with a knife, and no one would report it to the authorities.

Most of these people are swordsmen and knights who have wandered around the rivers and lakes. They are lazy and disobedient to discipline, and they only play a protective role at critical moments.

Tang Yue returned with a full load, and returned to the Marquis of Liyang in a sedan chair with eight people, like a number one scholar returning to his hometown.

The Marquis of Liyang received the news a long time ago. The Marquis of Liyang's wife, Mrs. Zhao, led her seven daughters and waited at the gate to greet Tang Yue's return with a high standard.

Mrs. Zhao tore several veils, her face was stiff and her eyes were sinister.

"Ma'am, you should be more happy, Hou Ye will be unhappy when he sees it later." Ping Ru comforted her in a soft voice.

Mrs. Zhao forced a smile, and said through gritted teeth, "That bastard is really cheap! I don't know how he did it."

"Ma'am, let's take a step back, we have such a young man with excellent medical skills in our family, so we will have someone to take care of him in case of any emergency in the future."

"What if? Are you cursing Mrs. Ben?" Zhao Shi yelled with a livid face.

Ping Ru was so frightened that she knelt down on the ground and kowtowed her head, "Ma'am, forgive me, I said something wrong."

"Get up, with so many people watching, do you want everyone to know that Mrs. Ben is unwilling?"

Ping Ru hurriedly got up from the ground, stood neatly behind Mrs. Zhao, and stopped talking.

Tang Ya took her sister's hand and said cheerfully, "I haven't seen you for more than a month, and I actually miss my brother."

Tang Wan smiled softly and agreed: "That's right, I don't know if my elder brother has suffered in Prince Zhao's Mansion."

"Worry! Who is Wang Zizhao, who would treat his savior harshly?" Tang Ya stroked the wooden hairpin on her hair, smiling brightly.

"This hairpin is so pretty, sister, can Wan'er ask brother to give me one too?"

"Of course, don't say it's you, the other younger sisters also want it. Who made him the elder brother?"

The sisters were laughing and laughing, and the atmosphere was very harmonious.

Although Tang Ya would not intentionally bully concubine sisters in the past, she definitely looked down on them. However, after adding a concubine brother, her concept of concubines has weakened a lot.

"Then can I also want a big sister?" Little Tang Yun asked Tang Ya with her head raised.

Tang Ya glanced at her short hair and stared, "Of course not, and I won't use it for you, just ask brother to make you a hairpin."

Tang Yun's mouth narrowed, as if she was about to cry, but before the tears fell, she saw a luxurious sedan chair approaching from a distance, and immediately forgot to cry in surprise.

"It's Mr. Xiao Lang who's back." The housekeeper sharply recognized the person from Prince Zhao's residence who was accompanying him.

Tang Yue got off the sedan chair at the door of the house, and was immediately surrounded by the Seven Fairies. Pairs of beautiful eyes looked at him up and down, as if they were looking at rare treasures.

Tang Yun, the youngest with short legs, got in through the gap, hugged Tang Yue's calf, and asked childishly, "Brother, Yun'er wants hairpins too!"

Tang Yue was stunned for a moment before he understood the reason for her words. He took a look at Tang Ya's hair and saw the wooden hairpin he carved.

He bent down and picked Tang Yun up, "Okay, I'll make it for Ah Yun tomorrow." Seeing the other sisters staring at him with wide eyes, he immediately added: "Everyone has them."

As soon as this remark came out, it immediately received unanimous praise from the sister of the Seven Fairies.

【small theater】

Tang Yun: "My elder brother is the best, he will make me beautiful hair clips."

Little girlfriend: "Isn't it just a piece of broken wood, what's so rare, I'll give you my golden hairpin."

Tang Yun curled her lips: "Not as pretty as me."

Little girlfriend: "Then let your brother make it with gold!"

Tang Yun shook her head: "No, brother will be exhausted."

Touched by Tang Yue, he made Tang Yun a jewel card the next day.

Little girlfriend: "Ah Yun, my brother will trade with you, can you give me your brother?"

Tang Yun: "..."