The charming girl is reborn, dragging the paranoid prince to kill everyone

Tang Zhongcheng regained consciousness on the fifth day after his injury. After Dr. Song was confirmed to be out of danger, the Luo family breathed a sigh of relief.

Tang Jiao stared at Doctor Song next to him who was so busy that his feet didn't even touch the floor. She stepped forward and said softly: "Doctor Song."

Doctor Song handed the medicine list to the patient and looked at Tang Jiao with a smile: "Don't worry, Miss Tang. As long as your father takes a good rest, he will definitely recover soon."

"I know." Tang Jiao looked around at the patients lying around and said warmly: "Dr. Song, why don't you expand the hospital? I mean, why not open an inpatient department?"

"Inpatient department?" Dr. Song had never heard of it and asked doubtfully, "What is an inpatient department?"

"Just open a few more rooms with a few beds inside so that patients who are seriously ill and unable to walk can stay here until they recover. You can recruit more pharmacists to help, which can increase the patient's survival rate and eliminate the need for patients to come and go. Back to tossing.”

Doctor Song's eyes lit up after tasting it carefully, and he smiled and said, "Why didn't I think of that?"

In the past, patients were crowded in the front hall and courtyard, and few stayed in the hospital. Only those with severe injuries like Tang Zhongcheng only stayed in the inner hall.

The inner hall is very small and cannot accommodate a few people.

Tang Jiao smiled and said, "I'm just making a suggestion. Dr. Song can charge a certain amount of hospital fees to support his life. If there are not enough doctors, you can recruit them from outside."

She sees that in the future world there will be large medical clinics, called hospitals, that can perform surgeries on patients, and they will also be divided into gynecology, surgery, and internal medicine to improve the survival rate of patients.

In the future, there will be billions of people in the world, which will have a lot to do with the advanced medical environment.

She is not a righteous woman, she just hopes that the people in her world will suffer less from diseases and that everyone can afford medical treatment.

"Thank you, Miss Tang, for the suggestion. I'll think of a plan first."

"Then I'll take father home first."

Nodding towards him, Tang Jiao turned around and walked into the inner hall.

Tang Zhongcheng came to his senses and naturally wanted to go home after he was no longer worried about his life.

Luo Shi asked the guards to carefully hold the sheets and put her husband on the small couch, and then gently carried him into the carriage outside.

The couch was a bit big, just enough to squeeze into the carriage. Luo Shi bent her legs and squeezed next to her husband's heels, while Tang Jiao took a carriage by herself.

After returning home, Tang Jiao made sure her father was fine and prepared to go back to her room. The guard outside came to report that Meng Yuting was looking for her.

Tang Jiao was surprised. Meng Yuting's eyes were so high now, why did she come to the door by herself now?

She wanted to see what medicine Meng Ziting was selling in the gourd.

When I came to the main hall, I saw Meng Ziting walking around with a restless face. Compared with the glamorous and beautiful before, her face now looked haggard, her eyes were bloodshot, and it seemed that she hadn't had a good rest for several days.

Meng Ziting never thought that one day she would seek help from the Tang Mansion.

Looking up at Tang Jiao, who was full of beauties and dressed in a gorgeous gauze skirt, she felt strong jealousy in her heart.

Thinking of the purpose of coming today, she could only let go of her hatred and sadness.

Tang Jiao was sitting at the main seat in the main hall, looking at Meng Yuting with a smile: "My cousin is a rare guest, what's the matter?"

Meng Yuting found a seat at random and spoke in a humble tone that she had never heard in her life: "Cousin, I am here to ask you to help me save my father."

As the words fell, tears flowed down her cheeks, and the pear blossoms with raindrops looked pitiful.

Tang Jiao knew as soon as she heard that it was Lu Changze who had taken action. She said with surprise on her face: "Cousin, what happened to my uncle?"

Meng Yuting held the silk handkerchief and wiped her tears, her voice a little aggrieved: "My father was taken away by the prince last night and he has not returned home yet. I heard that I offended you. The prince has a violent temper. I am afraid that he will beat my father half to death." "

"Cousin, there's no need to ask." Tang Jiao leaned back on the chair and said with a half-smile, "Do you know why my father was seriously injured?"

"Seriously injured? Why is your father seriously injured?"

She had been staying in the backyard, so naturally she didn't know what was going on outside.

Tang Jiao sneered, and her tone showed indifference: "I contributed the prescription to treat the epidemic. In order to take the credit, your father wanted to put my father to death. Who would have thought that he would be blessed with good fortune and life, and I would save him I beg the Crown Prince to help me find out who harmed my father. If anyone wants to find out, let him find out who killed my father."

boom. . Her words were like a thunderbolt hitting the top of Meng Yuting's head. Her mouth opened wide in shock, and the blood slowly disappeared from her cheeks.

Thinking of something, Meng Yuting's brows filled with anger. She stood up suddenly, pointed at Tang Jiao and cursed: "It turns out you, a bitch, harmed my father."

Tang Jiao raised her eyes slightly and said with a half-smile, "Why, you and your family are only allowed to harm me, and I'm not allowed to fight back. Meng Yuting, do you think that people with the surname Meng are the only ones in this world?"

Pointing at Tang Jiao, Meng Yuting's face became ferocious with anger, and she gritted her teeth and roared: "Tang Jiao, one day I will definitely make you die miserably."

After that, he turned around and strode out. His back was on fire.

Zixiang said softly: "Master, do you want to deal with Meng Yuting?"

"No need, she can't make a difference."

When Meng Zhihong fell, his father died and his mother went mad. Meng Yuting would be like a rootless duckweed, and she would have a hard life in the future.

Tang Jiao returned to the house and went directly to the mall to buy many medicines that were excellent for wound recovery, both for internal and external use, especially hemostatic agents.

Afterwards, she practiced in space, took out the red sword and gently picked up the silk thread in front of her eyes.

This is the cultivation method she came up with. She puts a bunch of cut silk threads together, then uses a red sword to pick them one by one on the table and arrange them neatly.

Not only can she practice her patience, but she can also practice her control.

Her father's injury made her understand the importance of becoming stronger. She wanted to become strong, so strong that people would be afraid of it.

When she came out, it was dark outside. When Zixiang saw her, she hurriedly stepped forward respectfully: "Master, my subordinate just learned the news that Meng Zhihong committed suicide at home."

"suicide?"

How could such a person commit suicide?

Zixiang nodded and said with a smile: "The other party left a letter, confessing his crimes over the years, and his intention to pretend to be the one who donated the prescription. Feeling ashamed, he committed suicide by taking medicine. At this moment, it will be spread all over the street. ”

Tang Jiao picked up the pastry next to her and took a bite, and said calmly: "This kind of person will not commit suicide. Lu Changze must have had some leverage to save the lives of his family."

Meng Zhihong was the only son. If he had not died, the whole family would have been exiled or beheaded due to the crimes he committed.

If he dies alone, his whole family will be saved.

I have to say that this time she saw Zilu Changze's methods, which were really amazing and she liked them.

If a man cannot protect his woman when she is wronged, what should he do?

Zixiang said: "Master, what should we do next?"

"You don't have to do anything, just stay home and stay at home."

The fall of the Meng family has nothing to do with her Tang family.

Tang Jiao stopped talking, sat on the rocking chair, took out the mask and started to whiten herself.

After being exposed to future technology, she understood that the sooner a woman takes care of herself, the better. If she lives to be a hundred years old, she will be a graceful and beautiful old woman.