C30 Why Can't You Pick up the Right One?

"Do we have to go on about it?" "You dare to shoot a cold arrow behind your back? If your subordinate catches him, I will skin him alive and tear his bones apart!" Hu Jinpeng gritted his teeth and cursed.

Wang Zizhao was not pushed down from his horse by the enemy, but was ambushed by one of his own people. There was a tiger in front and a wolf in back, he accidentally fell from his horse in order to avoid being vital.

The assassins they encountered on their way back to the capital confirmed this point, as someone inside the Ye City was trying to kill Wang Zizhao.

"There's no need to check, it's just those few people. Just pack them one by one." Wang Zizhao's gaze was cold. If Tang Yue was present, he would definitely think that his previous sadness had all gone to waste.

How did he seem like a person that was controlled by fate?

The door was knocked, and the butler came to remind him: "Main house, Yueyang Marquis has been waiting for a long time."

"Do they look impatient?"

"Not at all." Even though they were separated by a door, the butler still bowed respectfully.

Wang Zizhao tapped the bamboo scroll on the table, "Go and get the walking stick Yueyang Marquis gave you. This King will go and see them." The moment he saw it, he knew who did it. Yueyang Marquis didn't have that much guts.

Although he had only seen her twice, he had a deep impression of her. This young dandy was a little special.

Hu Jinpeng had also seen this just now, and he was mumbling about how the Yueyang Marquis was not kind, how could he give this thing away?

Was there not even a servant serving such a large Prince Zhao's Mansion? What do I need?

When the things were brought over, Hu Jinpeng realized that it was different from the crutches he had seen before. The crutches were made with the best Pear Blossom Wood, a triangular shape, the armrests and corners were all wrapped in thick cloth.

Wang Zizhao stared at the pair of walking sticks for a long time, then pushed them away, propping himself up.

His legs weren't completely dead, but he couldn't walk properly because he didn't grow up well.

The first few steps were very difficult. Because his legs could not move as much as he wanted, he could only use the strength from his waist. After taking a few more steps, he got used to the support of his walking stick and began to walk more smoothly.

By the time he reached the garden, Tang Yue was already exhausted from waiting.

He muttered to himself, "The prince is not a princess, why is he so slow?"

But when he saw Wang Zizhao slowly walking over while leaning on his walking stick, all the complaints and anger disappeared.

Under the sunlight, the youth wore a black robe. It was simple and loose, making him appear much thinner than before. His chin was also pointed, and his facial features were even more exquisite.

He walked step by step with great seriousness and difficulty, but he avoided the support of others. Sweat dripped down from his forehead and hung on his long eyelashes, making him look somewhat frail.

No matter how many times he saw this, Tang Yue still felt that this youth had the most charisma and charisma he had ever seen in his life.

After the father and son came over to pay their respects, Yueyang Marquis said a bunch of words of thanks.

Tang Yue then stuck his head out from behind Yueyang Marquis's back and asked: "Ninth Prince, is it convenient to use this walking stick?"

Yueyang Marquis really wanted to slap his son into a hole in the ground.

However, Wang Zizhao was magnanimous, and actually nodded and said: "Very good, young dandy is considerate."

Tang Yue really wanted to remind him that he was older than him, how could you not feel guilty about calling his "young dandy"?

His gaze landed on Wang Zizhao's leg, but unfortunately, it was covered by the wide hem of his clothes, and he couldn't even see the tip of his shoes.

"Can you let me have a look at your leg?" The second time, he invited Wang Zizhao to treat his illness.

"Yue'er!" "Don't be rude!" Yueyang Marquis pushed his head back and laughed, "My son is fine, please forgive me."

Wang Zizhao thought for a moment, then nodded again: "Good!"

Although the Yueyang Marquis had never interacted with Wang Zizhao before, after hearing quite a few things about him, he didn't think that this Ninth Prince was someone that was easy to talk to.

Tang Yue patted his father's back, signalling him not to be nervous. Even if the treatment wasn't successful, the situation couldn't be worse than right now.

He got up and walked in front of Wang Zizhao and squatted down, reaching out to grab his ankle.

Several long blades rested on his neck at the same time, cold and heavy, almost scaring Tang Yue out of his wits.

He raised his head and puzzledly asked, "What does that mean?" Who put a weapon on the doctor's neck? It was he who took the initiative to treat her, not the patient who forced him to do so.

Wang Zizhao waved his hand, "Step down." The long saber was simultaneously withdrawn.

Tang Yue stretched and twisted his neck, muttering: "It's not like we're shooting a movie, really!"

He lifted Wang Zizhao's feet, took off his shoes and socks, rolled his pants up to his knees, and then carefully examined his legs.

His movements were quick, but not crude. He was a bit less careful, causing the onlookers to tremble in fear.

The muscles on his legs were very full, and they didn't show any signs of atrophy. The edema he saw earlier was also gone, but if this continued, then it would be hard to say after a year or so.

The young man's leg hair was not much but it was not long. His skin was slightly red, probably because of the allergic reaction after the medicine. His leg was severely bent.

The methods used by TCM for fracture are usually orthopedic reduction, small splint fixation, and then supplemented with Chinese medicine such as Bone Connecting Powder, then combined with acupuncture massage and functional exercise during the repair period. This method is very effective and very economical for mild fracture.

Comparatively speaking, if it is a serious fracture, or to consider western medicine, the operation, whether the steel plate or steel needle or screw depends on the patient's specific situation, this can maximize the bone reduction and fixation, to achieve a perfect compound.

The injuries on Wang Zizhao's legs were too serious, adding on to the fact that he was not able to treat them in time, using Chinese medical methods was not enough. Furthermore, during this period of time, the patient did not sleep in bed.

Everyone saw Tang Yue kneeling down in front of Wang Zizhao, while holding his leg up and down. If not for his serious expression, this scene looked very wretched.

"Will it still hurt?" Tang Yue tapped on his opponent's knee lightly. Seeing that his leg had a knee-jerk reaction, meant that his nerves were not dead. This was good.

Wang Zizhao nodded.

"Can you let me take a look at the prescription?"

Wang Zizhao stared at him for a moment, then nodded his head. The butler went back to get the prescription.

When Tang Yue took the prescription back, he realized that he did not know the words of this world. He awkwardly returned the prescription back to his and said, "Cough, cough …. Would you please read it to me? "

Everyone's passionate gazes swept over, and even Tang Yue who had experienced many great scenes, could not help but blush.

Especially the playful look that Wang Zizhao had on his face, he really wanted to leave immediately.

Yueyang Marquis quietly moved back a few steps, raising his head to look at the sky, thinking: Looks like the first thing I need to do after returning is to find a good teacher for my son, otherwise, I wouldn't dare to bring him out.

Tang Yue was secretly cursing in his heart: This daddy is a dignified doctoral student, but I actually became illiterate, the heavens are unfair!

The butler recited the prescription once, and Tang Yue listened to every single word of it. This should be Bone Connecting Powder, and it was more or less the same as the formula he knew.

However, Wang Zizhao's leg injury should have lasted more than five weeks, he had basically absorbed the bone fractures and bruises, and there were already calluses growing, so this prescription was not that suitable.

"With your current recovery stage, you can remove the dragon bone and red stone from the prescription. This will be better." Tang Yue said straightforwardly.

Wang Zizhao looked at the butler, who immediately stood out and admitted his wrongs, "This servant took the wrong medicine half a month ago."

The corner of Tang Yue's mouth twitched, and he let out a "haha". It seemed that these people wanted to test him.

However, this was understandable. His age was right here, and he had no reputation, so it would be strange if they believed him.

He put down the bottom of Wang Zizhao's pants, stood up and patted off the dust on his knees and asked: "Can I have a few words with Wang Zizhao alone?"

The butler naturally did not agree with him. Hu Jinpeng was also a little hesitant, and even the Yueyang Marquis did not agree. He felt that his son's actions today were too risky.

Even the imperial physicians could not cure Wang Zizhao's injury, so what kind of help could a brat like him, who only knew a little about matters, possibly have?

"But …" Wang Zizhao nodded his head personally, and no one could refute him.

Everyone retreated out of the garden. Tang Yue immediately felt the pressure lessening, and moved a chair over to sit in front of Wang Zizhao, acting as the principal doctor.

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[Small Theater]

Tang Yue touched Wang Zizhao's leg. When he touched it, he immediately thought of the scene that was unsuitable for children.

Wang Zizhao kicked him away, and asked condescendingly: "What are you doing?"

Tang Yue replied boldly: "I'm treating you."

Wang Zizhao pointed to a suspicious looking water stain on his leg and asked, "Then what is this?"

Tang Xiu immediately wiped the corner of his mouth and awkwardly chuckled, "This …" This is proof of love! "

Wang Zizhao waved his sleeves: "Scram!" Immediately, four strong men rolled Dr. Tang out like a ball.