Hard to be a good wife

Tang Yue came back on the moon. After returning, he counted the medicinal materials and medical equipment they brought, and then asked someone to carry the hunted tiger to find Wang Zizhao.

Wang Zizhao was still enjoying the single room. When Tang Yue entered, he was talking to Hu Jinpeng, and there was a bamboo tube in his hand, the style looked quite familiar.

"Huh... isn't this..." The syringe he wanted to make?

Tang Yue held the bamboo tube in his hand and looked at it several times, with a pleasant and amazed expression on his face. Regardless of the presence of Hu Jinpeng, he asked, "Your Highness, you made this?"

Only the two of them have seen the blueprints he drew, and I believe Wang Zizhao will not leak them casually.

And if it was Hu Jinpeng, he wouldn't worry at all, he could trust this person's character.

Wang Zizhao nodded, pointed at the end of the syringe and said, "I don't quite understand what you said about the piston king, and I don't know if I did it right."

The syringe Tang Yue is going to make is a simplified version, a syringe, a needle, and a plunger, except for the needle, which is made of bamboo, which is very simple.

The needles are made by craftsmen in advance, and there is no way to throw them away once they are used up here, so they have to be recycled. As long as they are well sterilized, it should not be a big problem.

He didn't expect that Wang Zizhao could make the syringe in such a short time, and it still looks good.

He ran to pour a bowl of water, then sucked up a bamboo tube of water with a syringe in front of Wang Zizhao and Hu Jinpeng, and then slowly shot the water out.

Tang Yue repeated the test three times, and said: "The piston is too loose, and the air pressure inside is not enough."

The two onlookers naturally didn't know what air pressure was, but they could understand the first half of the sentence. Wang Zizhaonen blushed slightly, and said nonchalantly, "It's the first time this king is doing it, and it's inevitable that he will make mistakes."

Tang Yue laughed loudly and said, "That's true. Your Highness is extremely intelligent. It is already very powerful to make a syringe after seeing the blueprint once."

This is definitely not a compliment against their will. Modern people have seen the syringe and know its principle, so it is not difficult to make it, but people who have never seen it can only look at the drawing, and it is really rare to be able to do this with just one look. .

Tang Yue never doubted Wang Zizhao's IQ. If this person lived in modern times, he must be a typical representative of a schoolmaster.

Hu Jinpeng looked at the bamboo tube curiously, "What is the use of this bamboo tube?"

Tang Yue put the needle close to him on purpose, and said sinisterly: "Just insert this needle into your body, it can draw out the blood in your body, and then...hehe..."

Hu Jinpeng took a step back, looked at the thin needle with a stiff expression, and fainted with a "click" sound!

"..." Tang Yue looked at Wang Zizhao innocently, "I... didn't do anything."

Wang Zizhao frowned, got up to look at Hu Jinpeng, and found that he was really dizzy, so he fixed his eyes on the syringe in Tang Yue's hand.

Tang Yue patted his forehead and shouted: "He fainted!"

Hu Jinpeng and Deputy General Hu fainted!Tang Yue never imagined that such a big and brave man would faint from needles!

Tang Yue put down the syringe and spread his hands to explain: "Some people will faint when they see this kind of needle, just like some people will faint when they see blood."

"Why is that so?"

"This..." It was also difficult for Tang Yue to explain. There were many reasons for dizziness, some were psychological and some were physical. "Maybe he was just nervous?" Tang Yue replied uncertainly.

He walked over to the person who grabbed Hu Jinpeng, who soon woke up, and looked at Tang Yue blankly after waking up.

Tang Yue had no choice but to explain to him that some people are indeed sensitive to needles, but it is more difficult for a healthy and timid person like him to faint from needles.

The matter was exposed for the time being, Hu Jinpeng had nowhere to go because of the embarrassment of this matter, so he found a reason to run away first.

Tang Yue thought secretly, he would probably remember this matter for the rest of his life, this was a big trick, and he finally avenged his previous revenge!

Wang Zizhao took the syringe and tried it once. When he pressed the plunger with his finger to shoot the water out of the bamboo tube, he thought it was quite interesting.

But when he thought that this thing was used on humans, he also felt a little creepy.

"It's really possible to draw out human blood?" Wang Zizhao pointed the needle at his arm, feeling the urge to stick the needle in for a try.

Tang Yue hurriedly pressed his hand, wanting to say: Brother, you don't have to work so hard, do you?You, a person who can't even find blood vessels, and can't even distinguish between veins and arteries, dare to stab your body indiscriminately.

I really admire him to death.

Tang Yue pointed to the dead tiger on the ground and said, "If you want to do it yourself, just try it on that big cat, but don't mess around with yourself."

Only then did Wang Zizhao notice the dead tiger, "Did you meet it on the road?"

"That's not it, good guy, seeing us four or fifty people dare to rush up, it's too blind."

"Most of the big cats in this mountain have never seen people. In their eyes, you are just a group of food." Wang Zizhao took a needle and stabbed the tiger, then pulled it out vigorously, but there was not a drop of blood.

Tang Yue went over and pressed the tiger's body, but it was not stiff yet, the blood should not have coagulated, and the needle probably missed the blood vessel.

"Come on, I'll teach you." Tang Yue shaved off a part of the hair on the tiger's neck with a knife, inserted the syringe into it, and pulled the piston slowly, "The speed of drawing blood should be slow, so that it won't cause too much pain. .”

He pulled out the needle and shook the syringe. There was not much blood in it, and it seemed that the corpse had begun to harden.

Wang Zizhao tried it himself, and was quite dissatisfied with the result, "Why is it so troublesome to take blood, just cut it down, wouldn't it be faster to put it in a bowl?"

"..." Tang Yue blinked, how rude!

"This... if the target is a person or a living thing, wouldn't it be a serious injury?"

He wants to take blood to save people, not kill people.

Wang Zizhao nodded, not sure if he really accepted such an answer, but finally he stopped using the syringe as a toy.

"Since you hunted this tiger, why don't you take it yourself and bring it to my king's camp?"

"Everyone said they want to honor you." Tang Yue actually contributed it because he couldn't bear to deal with it.

In Chinese medicine, tiger bone wine has very good functions of strengthening muscles and bones, strengthening waist and kidneys, and dispelling wind and cold. Although there is no strong evidence to support it, it has been passed down for thousands of years, and there must be some reason.

"You just leave the tiger bones to me." Anyway, he would definitely not eat meat, and he couldn't pass the test in his heart.

Wang Zizhao didn't shirk it either, and decided to have someone use the tiger skin to make Tang Yue a waistcoat. As the weather got hotter, Tang Yue was weak and he was the only military doctor, so he deserved special care.

Tang Yue didn't know that he was going to enjoy special treatment again, so he happily went back to sleep with the syringe in his hand. He had such a good night's dream that when he woke up the next morning, he found a wet mark on his pants.

He scratched his hair, and threw out the residual dream images from his memory. He probably met Wang Zizhao recently, and the other party was a top-notch beauty, so he would always walk into his erotic dreams inadvertently.

Anyway, this kind of thing is beyond his control. When Tang Yue didn't have a boyfriend, the object of his sex dream might be a certain sports star, or it might be a handsome boy he met by chance, and it didn't mean anything.

After he washed and changed his clothes and went out, he immediately saw Wang Zizhao in single clothes practicing sword under the morning sun, and some hidden images came out again, which made him feel hot all over.

Tang Yue hurriedly took a few deep breaths, letting the cold air suppress the fire pressure in his heart, and walked over calmly after his body fully recovered.

"Morning." Tang Yue greeted Wang Zizhao not far away.

The sounds of soldiers doing their morning exercises came from the mountains and forests, dispelling Tang Yue's drowsiness and injecting vitality into the new day.

In the whole team, only Tang Yue and Wang Zizhao had the right to sleep late, and the latter always got up early, so Tang Yue tried not to stay in bed, even though the quilt in this weather was too tempting.

Wang Zizhao nodded to him, and did not interrupt his moves. He held the epee in both hands, and repeated the movement of chopping and stabbing. It seemed that there were no fancy and high-end martial arts movies, but Tang Yue knew that such simple moves could also be effective. kill.

The swords of this era are not the kind of thin swords he is familiar with. They are narrow and silver, and the blades can still reflect the silhouette of people. The swords of this era are all heavy swords. They are made of black steel. The blades are wide and thick, and they need to be held with both hands. to make the movement smooth.

Tang Yue once tried to swing the sword once, but he felt sore in his arm before two moves. Let alone killing people, he might even have difficulty killing chickens.

It's no wonder that swordsmen with superb swordsmanship are especially sought after by the nobles, and they would rather spend a lot of money to support them as guards and give them great freedom.

Looking at Wang Zizhao's not strong body, Tang Yue can imagine how much time and energy he has spent practicing swordsmanship. Just like what he said to Zhao Sanlang, any kind of skill is not something that can be obtained out of thin air, without enough will and effort. , I can't practice well at all.