fifth form

Chapter 1988 Save Not Uncle
"Master Taiyi, hurry up and obey the command. Monsters and ghosts, please go away..."

Wei Shaoer felt that Zhang Xuezhou's way of treating illnesses was always strange. Whether Zhang Xuezhou relied on magic to heal injuries, or Zhang Xuezhou helped her deliver a baby, or treated other illnesses, he did not follow the normal path of medical officers.

Normal diagnosis and treatment should be based on observation, auscultation, questioning and palpation, but Zhang Xuezhou did not do any of this at all.

Seeing Huo Qubing being held upside down by Zhang Xuezhou and being muttered to, and seeing Huo Qubing clenching his teeth and saying nothing, she felt sad in her heart.

She shouldn't have taken all kinds of pills during her pregnancy. Now it is not clear which pills affected Huo Qubing, causing him to remain silent all his life.

"Do children really start talking at the age of one and a half?" Wei Shaoer asked, wiping his tears.

"Isn't one and a half a bit early? I think it's normal for a two-year-old to speak," Chen Zhang comforted.

"A three-year-old's speech is normal," Wei Qing consoled.

"Don't mention three years old, even if you're thirty, it doesn't matter. People will always learn to speak!"

The new emperor's last words of consolation were a little beyond normal guidelines. Wei Shaoer felt that she only had this one child in her life, and this child was mute. This made her feel a little dizzy and her body began to become unstable.

"If Dongfang Shuo doesn't know how to treat muteness, I will go to the palace and ask a few reliable doctors to diagnose it!"

The new emperor began to make promises again.

What he said was not just empty talk, but there were indeed many reliable doctors in the Imperial Medical Institute, so it would be no problem even if he used the order from the Marquis of Pingyang's mansion to invite them.

"Why does Dongfang Shuo's method of healing look like exorcism?"

"Who is Taiyi Zhenren? Is he famous?"

"Is there some evil spirit in our sick child's body that caused it to rush into his throat and make him unable to speak?"

"The sick child usually doesn't cry much, let alone talk. He only cried for a long time when he was restrained during the time when he had to walk!"

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No one was worried that Zhang Xuezhou had killed Huo Qubing by turning him over and over again. Everyone started discussing the matter and wondered from time to time if there were any other possibilities.

Zhang Xuezhou fiddled with it for a while without any results, but everyone's words reminded him.

The person in front of him seemed to be a stubborn kid. Perhaps he was influenced by the magic weapons such as the Painting Demon or Confucius, and the other party did not behave like a normal child.

Zhang Xuezhou thought for a few seconds, found some cloth in the box, and then wrapped Huo Qubing tightly.

"Okay, as long as he doesn't cry or talk, don't untie the wrapping," said Zhang Xuezhou.

"Is the cure complete?" Wei Shaoer asked, "Will he still be able to speak in this lifetime?"

"As long as he is wrapped tightly, he will definitely be able to speak," Zhang Xuezhou said, "If one day doesn't work, then wrap him for two days. If two days doesn't work, then wrap him for three days. If three days doesn't work, then wrap him for a month. If one month doesn't work, then wrap him for a year, three years, or five years!"

"The treatment period is a bit long," Wei Qing complained.

"If you can find a better doctor, just pretend I didn't say anything," Zhang Xuezhou waved his hand.

"What's the principle behind this treatment?" the new emperor asked. "You were the one who untied the cloth before, but now you wrapped it back up. I don't understand!"

"This principle is only used to treat stubborn people. If this were my son, I would beat him every three days and every five days until he could speak and recognize his father and mother!"

Zhang Xuezhou pointed at Huo Qubing, and saw a strange light flashing in the other's eyes.

When he pulled the wrapping cloth, Zhang Xuezhou only felt that he saw a little bit of anger.

Zhang Xuezhou doesn't know much about medicine, but he undoubtedly understands psychology.

Although it is a bit far-fetched to use the word "psychology" to describe a one-and-a-half-year-old child, this is what he perceives with his subtle mental power.

"Are you saying that Bing'er doesn't want to recognize us as his parents, so he doesn't want to speak?" Wei Shao'er said in a trembling voice. "Shao'er, did you drink too much safflower soup and scare Bing'er?" Chen Zhang asked in a low voice.

"Nonsense, how could such a young child know about red flowers?" Wei Qing said dissatisfiedly.

"I think it's because you guys are not married, which may affect the child's recognition of his father and mother," said the new emperor.

"This marriage...Alas!"

Chen Zhang sighed.

The Wei family is of low status, and for the class that values ​​matching one's social status, it is impossible for Young Wei to marry into the Qu Ni Marquis's mansion.

Marquis Qu Ni did not think that Wei Shao'er had bad character, or that he disliked that Wei Shao'er was pregnant before marriage, but he was dissatisfied with Wei Shao'er's poor family background and there was no need for any marriage.

Not to mention a beautiful girl like Wei Shao'er, as long as the family background is prominent, even if the girl is fat and extremely ugly, Qu Nihou will feel that they are a good match.

For the marquis's family, family background and status come first, while appearance is just a bonus. They can grab a lot of beautiful women whenever they want.

After all, people like Chen Zhang are a minority in aristocratic families, and it is almost impossible for him to defy the unspoken rules of marriage and marry Wei Shaoer in a grand manner. He can only be a pair of wild mandarin ducks outside.

"You have a reason to dislike your parents. You will never dislike your uncle. Come, call me uncle, and I will untie these wrappings for you if you call me uncle!"

Chen Zhang sighed, Wei Shaoer sobbed, and the new emperor felt uncomfortable that the child he liked was actually a mute. Wei Qing began to reason with Huo Qubing.

Everyone in the hall had different reactions, and the atmosphere was a little heavy for a moment.

Perhaps it was the inexplicable solemnity that had an impact, or perhaps it was because Zhang Xuezhou wrapped him too tightly, but Huo Qubing, who rarely cried, began to cry loudly.

"Save...uncle..."

No one disobeyed the doctor's orders. At least, no one would untie the bandages before the doctors from the Imperial Medical Clinic arrived. The solemnity and depression of the crowd was difficult to relieve.

After crying for a long time, a small voice began to sound.

Regardless of whether it was the life-saving help or the uncle's uncle, Huo Qubing finally cried out with a slight embarrassment in his eyes.

“It really affected him!”

Zhang Xuezhou's heart skipped a beat, and he felt that Huo Qubing was influenced by various factors, and his wisdom at this time was not the same as that of a child with a blank mind.

As long as there are any memories left in the mind, some things will undoubtedly be very awkward.

For example, asking Zhang Xuezhou, who is accustomed to the modern social order, to kowtow to others, or asking Ning Que to kneel down, etc., people will only do so when they are forced by the situation. It is almost impossible to use such outrageous old etiquette under normal circumstances.

The same is obviously true for Huo Qubing in front of him. If the painting monster had influenced Huo Qubing, with his arrogant personality, he would definitely not approve of the new parents in front of him.

In the awkward interaction, Huo Qubing did not call his parents first, but called his uncle instead.

Just like the adoptive father Zhang Xuezhou was forced to acknowledge due to the circumstances, as long as he opened his mouth, the rest would follow naturally.

Once you overcome the biggest psychological barrier, everything will come naturally.

"Oh, my nephew is not dumb. Look, he called me uncle and he can really speak!"

Wei Qing was overjoyed, and Wei Shaoer and others were also happy.

Who to shout is not the problem. What is important is that the possibility that Huo Qubing was a mute has finally been ruled out.

Everyone looked overjoyed, but Zhang Xuezhou looked a little strange, as he felt that Huo Qubing's life did not end simply because he spoke.

Just like Zhang Xuezhou, the other party must have a struggle between new consciousness and old consciousness, and may also induce other related influences.

(End of this chapter)