It's Hard to be a Good Wife/C35 This Iq Is Really Worrying
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C35 This Iq Is Really Worrying

Tang Yue was about to ask when he would start when an old man stood up and asked, "So this is the young master of the Tang Family who can cure Wang Zizhao's legs?"

Tang Yue nodded and wanted to ask, "Who are you? "Don't you need to introduce yourself before asking others?

"Humph! Since when did Yueyang Marquis have such a big son? Could he be a spy from North Yue?"

F * ck! He has risen to the height of the country in an instant. How ridiculous!

"Sir... Sir, don't you think that I'm a spy just because I have the word 'Yue' in my name? If your intelligence is that low, it's really worrying!"

"Rubbish kid, you can't even respect the elders at the very least, how can you be a doctor?"

"Sir, which eye of yours saw that I don't respect the elders? Did I hit you or scold you? " I can't afford to wear this hat of yours. " Tang Yue was not afraid of fighting.

"You have a sharp tongue," Tang Yue said. "Humph!"

"You are the one who is unreasonable, master." Calling you Sir, you really think of yourself as a grandfather.

"Let me ask you, who is your master? How many years have you been studying medicine? How many patients have you cured?"

After the old man asked a series of questions, many people present sneered.

Tang Yue was so young. Even if he started to learn medicine from his mother's womb, he had only just graduated from his sect. Such a young man dared to say that he could cure Wang Zizhao's leg.

Where did he get his confidence from?

Tang Yue did not answer directly. Instead, he asked in return. "Sir, you are just doubting my medical skills. Why don't you wait a month and see if Wang Zizhao's leg can recover before deciding?"

The old man put on an expression that said, "Are you kidding me? Wang Zizhao has such a noble status. How can you let a yellow-haired kid do whatever he wants?"

"Master, where did you come to this conclusion?" Tang Yue could understand how they did not trust him, but at least they should not talk too much.

It would be terrible if he was slapped in the face.

Of course, none of the elites present would think so. Tang Yue's age alone was full of drama.

Tang Yue shot Wang Zizhao a resentful glance. He did not know why he called these old men here. He could not possibly want to fight in the arena with him.

Wang Zizhao successfully received this look, but he did not say anything. He invited these medicinal doctors over. He only hoped that they could give their opinions on Tang Yue's treatment plan.

After all, Tang Yue was young. It was really too difficult to make him fully trust this young man.

"The doctors here are all outstanding talents of Xing Lin. This prince invited them here today to let them learn." Wang Zizhao completed the slap on his face with just one sentence.

The old men's faces were not very good, but they were also somewhat unconvinced in their hearts. Wang Zizhao was already very lucky to be able to treat his legs to this extent. Could it be that he still wanted to recover fully?

Although they also wanted to, they did not have the ability!

Moreover, Wang Zizhao was willing to believe in a yellow-haired kid who could not be cured. Wasn't this slapping their faces?

"Your Highness Ninth Prince, it's not that your husband wants to target you," Wang Zizhao said. It's just that he believes that such a yellow-haired kid is too risky. You should consider it carefully."

Wang Zizhao gave a look to the butler at the side. The butler left for a while and soon saw four guards carrying a stretcher in. There was a wounded patient lying on the stretcher.

Tang Yue raised his eyebrows and instantly understood what Wang Zizhao meant.

Since ancient times, the emperor had the habit of letting people taste food. It seemed that Wang Zizhao wanted him to try his knife on this person first.

His idea was perfect, but Tang Yue felt very uncomfortable.

"Tang Xiaolang, please treat this patient first." Wang Zizhao asked someone to carry the patient into the prepared room and looked at Tang Yue with a smile.

Tang Yue shrugged and turned around to follow. The doctor on the scene naturally wanted to go in and take a look as well.

However, Tang Yue stretched out his hand to block the door frame and smiled warmly. "If you are free, stop. Thank you!"

"Why don't you let us see? Are you afraid that we will laugh at you if you can't cure it?" The old men were so angry that their beards were sticking up.

Tang Yue curled his lips. "Where is it? I'm afraid that big men will steal my master!"

... "" This rude brat! I really want to slap him to death!

Every one of them were famous experts, even the nobles had to give way to them. They did not expect to be provoked by a brat again and again today.

Of course, Tang Yue was not afraid that they would steal his teacher. It was just that the operating theater could not be disturbed by the outside world. However, he could stop these old men, but he could not stop Wang Zizhao.

"Do you really want to see it?" He looked at him mockingly.

Wang Zizhao nodded.

"Oh, you can see, but you can't say anything halfway. You have to keep quiet. No matter what you see, you have to hold it in!"

Wang Zizhao was also a person who was fighting on the battlefield. Of course, he was not afraid of bloody scenes. Tang Yue was just worried that he would have a shadow in his heart when he saw the treatment process.

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Tang Yue said, "Lee Zhao, these old men are so annoying!"

Wang Zizhao said, "Yes."

Tang Yue asked, "Then why did you call them here?"

Wang Zizhao replied, "I'm here to serve as a foil for you."

Tang Yue blushed. "You're so nice to me!"

Wang Zizhao said, "I'll show you how childish and annoying you are."

Tang Yue was furious.

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