C39 Do You Think That It Is a Miracle Medicine?

Tang Yue was already an old man and was working in the service industry. Naturally, he knew what Wang Zizhao was thinking about, since he had interacted with more people than him.

These higher ups loved to guess and guess, and their hearts were tired!

"When my medicine store opens, may I ask the Ninth Prince to bestow a gift?"

"You want to do business?" Wang Zizhao and Hu Jinpeng asked at the same time. The latter had an expression as exaggerated as that of a comedian.

"Not really. I'm just opening a medicine store and doing medicine by myself, that's all I know." Tang Yue sighed, if he wanted to be penniless, if he wanted to be a martial artist, what else could he do other than be an old business?

However, Wang Zizhao and Hu Jinpeng didn't think the same way. As the only male heir to Yueyang Marquis's Mansion, even if Tang Yue didn't do anything, he would still be able to live a happy life peacefully.

He didn't look like someone who would squander his money carelessly. It was difficult for him to just sit back and do nothing.

Could it be that the Marquis's Wife of Oak Sun could not tolerate this stepson, and did not want to give him his inheritance?

This doubt appeared in both their hearts at the same time, and Marquis's Wife Mistress Zhao, who was waiting at home for news, sneezed a few times.

"I wonder if that bastard will be able to cure Wang Zizhao?" Once Madame Zhao and the others left, they went to burn the incense. When the servants saw this, they thought that their wives were praying for the young dandy to be safe.

"Of course you can't. Otherwise, the imperial physicians of Imperial Medical Office will really go to the Flower River in anger!" The woman made fun of him.

The Marquis's Wife laughed heartily, "That's right, but there's still no news coming from there, so I'm a little uneasy."

"How can you be so fast? There will be a day or two for doctor to treat patients. "

Marquis's Wife nodded and continued to send people outside the Prince Zhao's Mansion to wait for news.

"But there are difficulties at home?" Wang Zizhao asked bluntly.

"No, can't I practice medicine?" Tang Yue blinked his eyes. He knew that the position of merchants in this era was the lowest, so he might as well start farming.

Hu Jinpeng coughed and answered ambiguously: "You can ask Yueyang Marquis about this matter." He didn't think that a dignified marquis would allow his son to practice medicine.

Actually, if Tang Yue truly had good medical skills, he could use this skill to befriend a noble family, and basically didn't need to open any medicine shop.

The people of the world did not want to offend people who could control their own lives the most. Although the position of the doctor was not high, it was respected.

At this moment, the butler reported from outside the door, "Main house, the patient is awake."

"Are you not feeling well?" Wang Zizhao asked through a door, which he did not intend to personally see.

"No, I only said that the wound was painful, but much better than before." The butler sounded excited but there was a hint of joy in his voice.

Wang Zizhao looked at Tang Yue, and the latter smiled at him mockingly. The complacency in his eyes overflowed like a cat asking for rewards.

Wang Zizhao's heart skipped a beat, and he said: "Then let's begin."

Tang Yue stopped smiling and returned back to his work routine. He had Hu Jinpeng carry him to his bed and the latter waved him away while he used his walking stick to help him get back onto his bed.

Tang Yue calculated the duration of the anesthesia the patient went under and gave Wang Zizhao an additional 10%.

Seeing him slowly close his eyes and fall into a coma, Tang Yue's feelings became somewhat complicated.

He looked to his left and right, then said to Hu Jinpeng: "The two of them won't work, you go."

Hu Jinpeng also saw the two servants' performance just now, and naturally understood why Tang Yue was dissatisfied, hence he kicked them out and went forward to help himself.

The moment Wang Zizhao's legs were broken once again, Hu Jinpeng's expression cracked, the 1.8m tall man's entire body shivered, as if he was feeling the same thing.

Tang Yue did every step very carefully. He had a lot of clinical experience and a solid theoretical knowledge, but he was still as cautious towards every operation as when he first arrived on the operating table.

This was also one of the reasons why he was so well-known in the medical field.

He was known as the most stable knife in hospital surgery.

Two hours later, Tang Yue finally completed the last step. Looking at Wang Zizhao's legs that were wrapped in plaster, for some reason, he felt that this image was a little happy.

Hu Jinpeng had been controlling himself not to interrupt Tang Yue midway, and seeing that he was finished, he asked: "Why do you need to wrap your feet in layers of mud?"

"This is a plaster bandage!" Tang Yue corrected himself. There has been this kind of gypsum since the ancient times, it's not hard to find, it's just that no one knows its use right now.

Hu Jinpeng naturally wouldn't understand what a plaster bandage was, since the things young dandy used were all weird. He really didn't know who his master was from.

It seemed that they had to thoroughly investigate his background. Even if this kind of person could not be of use to them, they had to ensure that he did not join the enemy camp.

"That's it?" Hu Jinpeng looked at Wang Zizhao's bloated legs, and felt that it was a bit unreal.

Tang Yue rolled his eyes, "Do you take it as a miraculous medicine? How could he be so fast? "

Hu Jinpeng scratched his head, he knew that he had asked a stupid question, "Then, when will it recover? And what kind of plaster has to be wrapped like this all the time? "

"After one month, remove the gypsum and then observe it for a few more days. If he recovers, he can start the reconstruction. With the extent of his injuries, it will take at least three months for him to recover completely."

Three months was enough time for Tang Yue to be conservative. In fact, it was normal for him to recover for half a year in this kind of second fracture.

Hu Jinpeng exhaled a mouthful of turbid air. Although three months was not a short period of time, as long as Wang Zizhao's leg could be good, then forget about three months, he would wait even for three years.

"Move him carefully into the room first. Remember, for the first month, don't let his legs touch the water, and don't let him get out of the bed. I will come over every three days to check on him."

However, Hu Jinpeng felt that three days was too long, and invited him: "There are a lot of empty Prince Zhao's Mansion courtyards, so I think it's better for Tang Xiaolang to stay here temporarily."

This way, not only could she constantly take care of Wang Zizhao, but she could also prevent the news from leaking.

Hu Jinpeng felt that he was too smart!

Tang Yue only thought that he was worried, and thought that Wang Zizhao had earned this much. With such a considerate subordinate, he heard that it was his cousin who had it, and sure enough, Wang Zizhao had his own people to relax under.

He patted Hu Jinpeng's shoulders, "Brother Hu, don't worry, if there's any situation, just ask someone to come and find me at Marquis's Mansion, I will be on standby 24 hours, ok?"

"Twenty-four hours?" Hu Jinpeng was confused, what kind of timing was this?

"Aha …" Twenty two hours, that's what our hometown says. Dividing two hours into two hours, isn't that a bit more detailed? " Tang Yue laughed and lied.

Hu Jinpeng thought for a while, and unexpectedly clapped in agreement, "That's right, the timing is more accurate this way."

Tang Yue chuckled, he did not know how to answer. There was no watch or clock here, it was impossible to be precise just because he wanted to.

"However... What should I use as a timer? It's going to be hard to subdivide the sundial. "

Tang Yue's heart skipped a beat. He remembered that in the ancient times, people would use "Carving" as their time unit, but he didn't use his South Jin.

He could not remember which dynasty the hourglass began from, and after all, South Jin was not a dynasty in Chinese history, so it was normal for it to be different.

He told the simple principle to Hu Jinpeng, hoping that he could find some strange method to make the hourglass. After all, he didn't learn this from others, and only knew a little about it.

Hu Jinpeng fell into deep thought, and immediately changed his focus to research on astronomical geography.

Tang Yue interrupted his train of thoughts, pointed to Wang Zizhao on the bed, and indicated for him to bring the person out first. There were still a large group of people waiting for him to deal with.

The moment the door opened, the courtyard was filled with people. Other than the old men he had seen before, there was also a dignified and beautiful woman. Her surroundings were filled with servants.

When the door opened, the woman asked anxiously, "How is my son?"

Hu Jinpeng was startled, he immediately pulled Tang Yue along to pay his respects, "Esteemed Queen, why have you come here personally?"

"Exempt, quick, tell me, Zhao'er's legs …" The queen clenched her hands together in mock calm, but her anxious eyes betrayed her.

Hu Jinpeng repeated what Tang Yue had just said, using his hand to secretly poke Tang Yue, making him say a few words to comfort him.

Tang Yue was best at comforting the relatives of the patients. He straightened his back and said with a relaxed expression: "I didn't expect to be able to see the Empress again today, it is really my fortune. Don't worry, Wang Zizhao's legs will heal."

"Really?" The Queen looked at Tang Yue suspiciously. She had obviously been defeated by him at his age.

Tang Yue continued to smile slightly, "Of course it's true. This Tang is from the Yueyang Marquis's Mansion, if Wang Zizhao is not good, come and find me at the Marquis's Mansion to ask for forgiveness."

The Queen obviously knew of Tang Yue's identity and did not reveal any expression of surprise.

A self-confident person would easily earn the trust of others. Although the Queen was worried, with Tang Yue's guarantee, she had gained at least half a hope.