Hard to be a good wife

The three-day deadline has come, Tang Yue got up early in the morning to wash and change clothes, wearing a very energetic blue embroidered deep coat with white borders, a pair of comfortable wooden clogs on his feet, combing his hair meticulously, and his overall mental outlook is quite good .

Although Tang Yue's face is average, but he has a gentle temperament and often smiles, which makes people feel like they are in the spring breeze.

Marquis Liyang personally sent his son to Prince Zhao's mansion, and before leaving the house, he repeatedly told him to be cautious and careful.

This reminded Tang Yue of the first time he was on the operating table. At that time, he was fortunate to be assigned to an old doctor after he entered the hospital. He started as an assistant. The old doctor said two words before he went to the operating table Just be cautious.

It is their duty as human doctors to be cautious about patients, conditions, and operations. There is no room for mistakes in operations.

He asked himself that he had been a doctor for more than ten years, and he hadn't made any mistakes that he shouldn't have made, otherwise he wouldn't be able to stand out among his colleagues.

After entering Prince Zhao's Mansion, Marquis of Liyang was stopped outside the door. This time Tang Yue was not left aside intentionally, but was greeted by Hu Jinpeng himself to enter the door.

When the other party saw him, he looked at him with a brand new look, hesitated to speak, apparently learned about his healing process.

"Xiao Lang is really sure that he can cure Wang Zizhao's leg?"

"Ninety percent sure." Tang Yue asked Shan to take out the document he prepared yesterday and hand it to him, "This is an agreed document, and no one can guarantee that there will be no problems with the treatment, so I hope Wang Zizhao can understand my concerns .”

Hu Jinpeng briefly read the document, the corners of his mouth twitched, his mother, this little man's courage is not made of stones, is it?

The document not only clearly described Wang Zizhao's injury, but also wrote down the treatment steps in detail, which is clear at a glance, but... what does it mean that if an irresistible problem occurs during the operation, the patient should bear all the risks?

What does it mean that the patient must unconditionally cooperate with the doctor's doctor's order after the operation, and must not violate it in any way, otherwise the consequences will be at their own risk?

Dare to write such a document, Hu Jinpeng would be in admiration. If the king and queen saw this, they would probably kill Tang Yue before he had any surgery.

"Xiao Lang, I'm afraid this thing needs to be changed."

"How to change it?" Tang Yue adapted this document according to the pre-operative consent form from his previous life, which has been as close as possible to the current national conditions.

"Let Xiao Lang and Wang Zizhao discuss this matter in person." Hu Jinpeng is not sure how far Wang Zizhao can back down, he can't make the decision.

Hu Jinpeng led Tang Yue into the inner courtyard. The courtyard where Wang Zizhao lived was very large, but it was also very empty. Apart from a few trees, the objects he entered were either targets for archery or human-shaped stakes for boxing and kicking. It didn't look like a place where a prince lived at all. , And like the residence of a battle-hardened general.

As soon as he stepped into the door, Tang Yue was taken aback by the situation in the room. The huge hall was full of people, lined up on both sides, all of them were elderly old men.

In the main seat, Wang Zizhao sat on a soft chair, with his feet hanging down naturally, drinking tea calmly, not at all like a patient about to undergo surgery.

"Here we are." Wang Zizhao greeted him plainly, and then introduced the people in the room to Tang Yue.

He thought it was the patient's family, but when he thought about it, he realized that it was impossible. If it was Wang Zizhao's family who came, then he would not be the one sitting in the main seat.

When Tang Yue saw the ceremony one by one, his face almost froze with laughter. It's a pity that all the old men were very disrespectful. They either despised him from the corners of their eyes, or treated him as if he didn't exist at all.

Seeing this, Tang Yue didn't bother to talk to them anymore, he just asked Wang Zizhao: "I wonder if you have prepared the things for the Ninth Prince?"

"A clean and unoccupied room, bedding and sheets that have been boiled in boiling water, two courageous and clever servants, and a lot of clean gauze, isn't it?"

"Yes."

"It's just a small matter, do you want to test it?"

Tang Yue shook his head, people like Wang Zizhao must be more reassuring than himself.