C38 This Boy Can't Have Been Stupid Right?

Tang Yue didn't hide anything, he unfolded the cloth in front of Wang Zizhao and explained the functions of each tool to him.

"The thread you used to sew up the wound just now seems a little special. What is it?"

Tang Yue took out a bag of items that was tightly wrapped in a silk handkerchief from the bottom of the chest, and opened it to a corner, "This is a thread that was made with sheep intestines, I made it myself."

In the silk handkerchief, there were only two sheep's intestines. They were rather long and thin like hair, but they were very dry and hard. They were like dried branches, appearing somewhat ugly.

Originally, he planned to use it on Wang Zizhao's body. This kind of thread could be absorbed by the body, and it would be most suitable for the blood vessels or other parts of the body where it was difficult to remove the thread.

Of all the things that were used on Wang Zizhao, he would try his best to choose the best, which was within his capabilities.

"This kind of thread is perishable, so it's best to do it today, don't you think?"

Wang Zizhao did not look through Tang Yue's medicine box. The things inside were arranged neatly and many of them were wrapped in cloth. According to Tang Yue, he was afraid that the tools would be stained with dirt.

He did not understand the effects of the invisible dirt, but Tang Yue's prudence made him more trusting.

Seeing that Wang Zizhao did not object, Tang Yue instructed the servant to move the unconscious patient to the room next door. He changed the bed bedding and sprayed the room once with diluted vinegar.

"Why vinegar?" Wang Zizhao asked curiously.

Tang Yue laughed, "Even if I told you, you wouldn't understand." Was he going to tell the ancients the meaning of sterilization? Then he had to first tell people what bacteria were!

Wang Zizhao choked and slowly breathed in, just in case he could not hold himself back and killed this brat.

"If you can cure my legs, what do you want?"

"How much do you think you're worth?" Tang Yue straightened his back and started the negotiation mode.

Tang Yue was not a capitalist, but he was also not a philanthropist. He would not do anything to help Wang Zizhao, and he knew how important these two legs were to Wang Zizhao.

This was not only related to his body, it was also related to his future. Whether he was a dragon or a bug, and even possibly his life. From ancient times until now, battles for the throne had always been a river of blood.

Wang Zizhao had expected him to ask such a question, so he replied indifferently: "A thousand or ten thousand gold cannot compare to a favor owed by this prince, what do you think?"

"…" Tang Yue swallowed his saliva, and was left speechless.

This was only natural, if Wang Zizhao could become the throne in the future, then his favors would be greater than the heavens. Tang Yue could take this favor and ask for a rank of an official, it was naturally worth it to take the money.

But Tang Yue did not plan to take this favor, seizing the throne was definitely the most brutal internal conflict in history. As a doctor, if he were to be swept into it, even her corpse would not remain.

If he didn't want money to walk out of the Prince Zhao's Mansion today, then maybe tomorrow he would have been labeled with Prince Zhao's Mansion. If he were to practice medicine again, then the essence of it would be different.

This was not the result he wanted.

"Ninth Prince's favor is indeed precious, but my practice name is Tang. It's a transaction, so I don't owe you any favors. So, just give me 500 gold and a shop."

"…" Tang Yue was not only stunned, even he was stunned.

Could this brat be stupid? Or did he think that Wang Zizhao did not have the ability to ascend to the throne? You think this favor is worthless?

"Tang Xiaolang, you should go back and carefully consider it, or perhaps you should ask Yueyang Marquis about his opinion.

"No need. Although five hundred gold is not as much as being a prince, it's still a big profit for me. Also, remember to give that shop the busiest section of the main street, or else I won't accept it." Tang Yue emphasized with a smile.

Tang Yue wanted to open a clinic in the Ye City and sell some self-made medicinal wine and ointments, as well as help others see the surgery. He was unable to enjoy the care of Yueyang Marquis's Mansion for free, and even more so, did not want to be a clan member.

Using the money he earned to support himself was the bottom line of his character.

Wang Zizhao looked at Tang Yue carefully. Since he was young, he had seen all kinds of people, and he knew that people have seven emotions and six desires. To control a person, it would be fine as long as he knew what he wanted.

However, he found that he could not understand the young man in front of him. He said that he loved money, but he did not ask for it as loudly as a lion.

But other than money, he did not make any other requests. Was it because he was too scheming, he could not see through it, or was he really that simple?

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[Small Theater]

Tang Yue: "I heard that the first place will be 80000 PK, isn't this asking for my life?"

Wang Zizhao: "What's a PK?"

Tang Yue: "Even if I told you, you wouldn't understand!"

Wang Zizhao: Someone, drag this guy out and kill him!

Tang Yue: "Handsome brother, please show mercy!"

Wang Zizhao: "Didn't you say you want your old life? This prince will send you off!"

Tang Yue, "..." What god-like thoughts!