C53 Medical Skill Borderless

"Cough …" Reporting to Your Highness, although I have some knowledge of medicine, I am only good at one aspect. It is most suitable for Imperial Doctor Wu to handle your recovery work. "

The Imperial Doctor Wu stroked his long beard and thought: This brat is still not that arrogant. At his age, he is already considered a genius for being proficient in a treatment method.

Just as he had changed his opinion of Tang Yue, he heard him say, "These are the steps and notes that I have written down, for Imperial Doctor Wu to consult."

A light handkerchief with dense black words written on it, appeared in front of him. It was the same color as Imperial Doctor Wu's face.

Imperial Doctor Wu glared at Tang Yue angrily, "Do you think this old man doesn't understand all this?" He had been practicing medicine for dozens of years, yet he actually asked a brat to provide him with information. If he told others, he would be laughed to death.

Tang Yue lowered his attitude, and complimented: "You have a lot of experience, so you naturally understand, but your medical skills have no boundaries, wouldn't it be better for us to learn from each other? "It's better to take advantage of the weak."

Imperial Doctor Wu took the handkerchief from his hand and casually glanced at it. First, he was shocked by the words that he had written, no wonder someone said that the young dandy of Yueyang Marquis's Mansion did not know how to read big words.

However, the moment he saw the contents, the Imperial Doctor Wu tossed the contempt to the back of his mind. He read it again word by word seriously and corrected a few words.

He had only thought of using acupuncture and moxibustion to help his muscles eliminate edema, but he hadn't thought of using massage. He had only thought of letting Wang Zizhao walk a few rounds a day to train his walking ability, but he hadn't thought that it could increase his limbs.

From the looks of it, Tang Xiaolang had also recovered from his training.

Could it be that he was giving the credit to me on purpose? Thinking about it this way, Imperial Doctor Wu looked at Tang Yue with a profound gaze.

Tang Yue still did not know that he had been given a good person card. He supported Wang Zizhao and walked a few steps, then asked: "How is it? Do you feel any pain? "

Wang Zizhao nodded his head, and smiled: "It's alright, this is normal, as long as the leg bones completely heal, it will slowly recover."

"Will it be the same as before after you've recovered?" Imperial Doctor Wu looked at Tang Yue with sparkling eyes.

"It's best not to do any strenuous exercise for the next year. jogging is already the limit, and after entering the battlefield, you can only sit at the back. After a year, you'll basically be back to normal."

All the imperial physicians looked at Wang Zizhao's leg in unison, wishing they could saw it and then dissect it.

Imperial Doctor Wu braced himself and asked, "Your Highness, can I have all of the imperial physicians make a diagnosis?" Just like Tang Yue had said, medicine needed to learn from each other in order to develop together.

Tang Yue's treatment had refreshed their horizons. Before this, they did not think that this kind of treatment, which they had never heard of before, would work, but now that the evidence was right in front of them, they could not help but believe in it.

Just that, when they thought that the one who had done this was a young young dandy, their old faces started to feel hot.

Especially since they had shamelessly slandered her previously, but now that she had been slapped in the face, and even hit her fiercely in front of Wang Zizhao, it was truly too embarrassing.

The reason Wang Zizhao invited them over was so that the entire Imperial Medical Office could witness the recovery of his legs. Back then, his entire Imperial Medical Office was the same as well, and he believed that his legs were crippled.

All the imperial physicians took turns to give their diagnosis. Whether or not the bones looked crooked was clear from a mere touch, so naturally they came to the same conclusion.

"How is it?" Wang Zizhao asked as he put down his pants.

"Reporting to Your Highness, your leg bones have completely fused with each other. You only need to recuperate for a while longer to completely recover. Tang Xiaolang's method is very useful."

"In that case, I'll have to trouble everyone to enter the palace to help this duke respond to the concern of the Royal Father." Wang Zizhao said sincerely.

The news of the month's worth of time had already spread like wildfire, and the entire palace had naturally received it. The Queen Madame Hu had come over personally to pay a visit, but she had been caught off guard by the news.

Wang Zizhao would not fart and enter the palace, he said to his father: "My legs are healed, pass the position of crown prince to me." That's too childish.

With these voice transmissions, I believe the king will soon summon him to the palace.

Ever since he was deemed to be a cripple, he had never seen Royal Father again.

"Well, your subject will definitely inform Your Majesty in detail." All the imperial physicians agreed.

Wang Zizhao was satisfied, but he was also especially generous to Tang Yue. Other than the agreed five hundred gold and a shop, he also rewarded a mansion and ten strong guards.

In this era, most of the guards of the noble clans were bought and raised by themselves. These people were loyal and trustworthy.

There was also a small part of the people hired as swordsmen and chivalrous warriors. These people were usually strong and skilled, and were not restricted by the family rules. They took high pay and worked as bodyguards.

If they were walking on the street, it would not be strange for them to see someone using a knife to kill a commoner. Moreover, no one would definitely go and report this matter to the officials.

This group of people were most likely the swordsmen and chivalrous warriors who roamed the martial arts world. They had a lazy temperament and refused to be disciplined. They would only play a protective role at critical moments.

Tang Yue returned with a great fortune, and sat on the palanquin with eight people, returning to the Yueyang Marquis's Mansion with a sway, like a prime minister returning to his hometown in glory.

Yueyang Marquis's Mansion had long received the news, Yueyang Marquis's Madam Zhao led his seven daughters and waited at the entrance, high profile welcoming Tang Yue back.

Mrs Zhao had torn quite a few strips of handkerchief, her face was stiff and her eyes were sinister.

"Madam, please be happy. Master Hou will be unhappy when he sees this." Lady Pingfan consoled her in a low voice.

Mrs Zhao forced out a smile, gritted her teeth and said: "This bastard is so lucky! I wonder how he did it. "

Madam, let's take a step back. Our family has such a skilled young dandy.

"What if? Are you cursing this lady? " Mrs Zhao scolded with an ashen face.

The woman was so frightened that she knelt on the ground and kowtowed. "Please forgive me, Madam. I said the wrong thing."

"Get up. With so many people watching, are you going to let everyone know that I'm not willing?"

The woman climbed up from the ground and stood obediently behind Lady Zhao, not saying a word.

Tang Ya held his sister's hand and said happily: "I have not seen you for more than a month, but I'm actually starting to miss you brother."

Tang Wen smiled gently in agreement: "That's right, I wonder if Brother has suffered much in the Prince Zhao's Mansion."

"Blind worry! What kind of person is Wang Zizhao, would he even bother with his own benefactor? " Tang Ya touched the wooden hairpin as she smiled brilliantly.

"This hairpin is really pretty, sister. Wan'er, can you get Brother to send one as well?"

"Of course you can. Not to mention you, even the other sisters want him. Who asked him to be the elder brother?"

The sisters laughed, and the atmosphere was harmonious.

Although Tang Ya would never bully a little sister on purpose in the past, it was certain that she would look down on them.

"Then can I also have someone like big sister?" Little Tang Yun raised her head and asked Tang Ya.

Tang Ya looked at her short hair, her beautiful eyes stared: "Of course not, even if I give it to you, I will not use it, just ask brother to make a hair clip for you."

Tang Yun's mouth congealed, she looked like she was about to cry, but before her tears could fall, she saw a luxurious palanquin approaching from a distance and was so surprised that she forgot to cry.

"young dandy is back." The butler instantly recognized the person with Prince Zhao's Mansion.

Tang Yue got off the palanquin in front of his house and was immediately surrounded by the Seven Fairies. His beautiful eyes sized him up and down as if he were a rare treasure.

The youngest one, Tang Yun, had short legs and crawled in through the cracks. She hugged Tang Yue's calves and asked in a baby voice, "Brother, Yun Er also wants a hairpin!"

Tang Yue was startled for a moment, then understood the reason behind her words. He glanced at the top of Tang Ya's hair, and sure enough, he saw the wooden hairpin that he sculpted.

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

When these words were spoken, it immediately garnered the unanimous praise of the Seven Fairies' younger sisters.

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[Small Theater]

Tang Yun: "My Brother is the best. He'll make me a beautiful hairpin."

Young girl: "Isn't it just a broken piece of wood? What's so rare about it? I'll give you my golden hair clip."

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

"Then let your Brother make it out of gold!"

Tang Yun shook her head, "No, I will tire Brother."

Tang Yue was so touched that he made a gem hairpin for Tang Yun the next day.

My close friend, "Ah Yun, my Brother will exchange with you. Give your Brother to me?"

Tang Yun, "..."