Glory in Troubled Times: The Empress' Growth Path

Chapter 16 Wife Lord! !
A few people drove a donkey cart and rushed to the medical clinic in Baizhen. They accidentally bumped into the goods of many vendors along the way. The unreasonable words turned into the helplessness of admitting to being unlucky.

There was obviously an accident with this dilapidated car, so it's best not to get into any bad luck.

The donkey cart stopped in front of a medical clinic, and there were many people queuing up at the entrance of the medical clinic, and the various smells of medicinal herbs radiated from the store.

The fellows who were still able to move carried Mr. Zhao who was unconscious, and walked towards the hospital.

The doctors inside looked at Mr. Zhao's appearance without any surprises, and asked the children to apply the Jinchuang medicine and hemostatic medicine inside to Mr. Zhao.

"that's it?"

"that's it."

Hua Qiong asked puzzledly: "You don't want to take a pulse, just ask and hear?"

"It looks like he was injured by the bandits nearby. Seeing you rushing here, he must have spent a lot of time on the road. It is not easy for him to breathe now. It is up to him in the future. "

The doctor ignored Hua Qiong and turned to see other patients.

Hua Qiong saw a bunch of patients waiting to see a doctor, and waited for others to rush in rashly. It was not appropriate to drag the doctor to see Master Zhao.

In the medical hall, the little drug boy was administering medicine to the guys, and he did not forget to remind everyone to pay attention.

When it was Hua Qiong's turn, the little drug boy stared at Hua Qiong's face for a long time, until Zhao Ting'an coughed, and then he began to give Hua Qiong medicine.

In fact, Hua Qiong only had a few bruises, mainly because there seemed to be something wrong with the ribs on his chest. He endured the pain for so long, and he was relieved when everyone in the Zhao Mansion who was more seriously injured than himself was bandaged one by one.

"My chest hurts." Hua Qiong paled and endured it for a long time, sweating profusely. "Some ribs may be broken."

The little drug boy looked serious after hearing this, and took Hua Qiong to a secluded room, Zhao Tingan followed worriedly.

When the door was closed, Zhao Ting'an immediately blocked it, and after a long time of admonition, the little drug boy said impatiently: "She is not your wife, so stop talking."

Hua Qiong endured the pain, his attention was not here before, and now walking can be said to kill him, but this word is too deafening.

"Wife master... hiss..."

This word is really irritating to my ears. Although I have watched countless Gongdou Zhaidou dramas before, the current situation is completely unexpected.

The little drug boy closed the door unceremoniously, walked up to Hua Qiong, changed his attitude towards Zhao Ting'an just now, and said softly: "Let me see your injury."

Now, Hua Qiong is almost dying of pain because he can't control whether the wife is in charge or not.

With difficulty, he took off his coat and unbuttoned the inner lining, only to see a bruise on his chest, with blood oozing from the deepest part.

The little drug boy reached out to touch it, "Hold on, I want to make sure your bones are okay now."

"Originally, there was a doctor with excellent medical skills in the shop. He is not here now, so I can only practice medicine instead."

The little drug boy was unexpectedly serious, and made a detailed diagnosis. After a while, he breathed a sigh of relief: "Fortunately, the sternum and rib injuries are not serious. Listening to the sound of your breathing, there is a high probability that the bones are not broken. A slight forehead crack cannot be ruled out. There are only some bruises on the chest, just apply some medicine, and it will be fine without leaving any scars, and by the way, don’t exercise vigorously.”

"I'll get the medicine, you stay here and don't move."

Zhao Ting'an waited at the door for a long time, but there was no movement inside. He was so worried that he just wanted to open the door to have a look, but the little drug boy suddenly opened the door and walked out, ignoring him.

Zhao Ting'an had no choice but to run towards the house, Hua Qiong had just put on the inner liner and hadn't tied it yet.

At first, he subconsciously wanted to withdraw, but Hua Qiong just turned around and saw him, so he stopped trying to hide it.

Zhao Tingan ran up to Hua Qiong, stared wide-eyed, grabbed her shoulders, and nervously asked about her condition.

Seeing his clear and transparent eyes, and revealing a tense and concerned tone, Hua Qiong finally judged that he really did not have any malicious intentions and was caring about himself.

For a moment, I didn't know whether to say his recklessness or my own cranky thinking.

After all, I am an adult, it seems that I still have to remind him a thing or two.

"Cough, hand."

"Qione, I just want to know if you're okay?"

"No, cough, your hand..."

Zhao Ting'an stood up awkwardly, and turned his back to Hua Qiong, "Sorry, I'm just too worried about you, this, this is not in line with etiquette, I'll go out now."

As soon as I went out, I met the little drug boy who came to grab the medicine.

Zhao Tingan was very embarrassed.

The little drug boy glanced at him, and said inexplicably, "No matter who she is, you can't get close to her at will."

Coincidentally, Hua Qiong also heard this sentence, saying that the seven-year-old Dafang of ancient men and women may be running around outside to attract attention, so he couldn't help but get nervous.

"Every family has very high expectations for the future wives in choosing a spouse."

puff!I heard that hot word again, what kind of wife, how come I haven't talked about a relationship yet, this little drug boy fast forwarded to marriage.

"You, what nonsense are you talking about! I never have other ideas! Don't misunderstand people!"

Zhao Ting'an stammered and said that he had read a lot of books, so how could he put some messy things in his mind.

The little drug boy in front of him seemed to be about the same age as Zhao Tingan, but when he spoke, it made people feel that he was young and old.

The point is that the two of them are just little kids, and it's too strange for the marriage to come out of their mouths, it feels full of disobedience!
"Hey, you two stop first, can you explain to me, what is a wife master?"

The little drug boy put the medicine in his arms aside, came over and touched Hua Qiong's forehead, "It's not burnt..."

Hua Qiong: "..."

"Women are respected, men are second."

Zhao Tingan spoke eloquently.

"Two hundred years ago, various countries suffered disasters for no reason. A large number of women died. The cause of death was unknown. The surviving women also suffered different damages to their births. Therefore, each clan paid great attention to the protection and education of women."

Hua Qiong couldn't help but fell into deep thought. Under such circumstances, the original mother brought her to a remote village, which is really puzzling.

"Every woman has food, clothing, housing, transportation, education, education, and sickness to be taken care of."

"In order to avoid the chaos caused by the accidental death of the empress, the current emperor is the most favored person of the empress. The empress controls the world in the deep palace and is rarely seen."

So that's the case, no wonder the little drug boy said that.

"I advise you not to walk around on the street. Although there is no express prohibition, many men have never seen a woman in their lives. This is also a very dangerous thing."

"Well, I want to ask another question. The number of women has dropped sharply, and no one has children. Will the total population not decrease?"

"Fortunately, our dynasty is strong, and there are slaves from other countries to supplement, so don't worry about it for now."

It sounds reasonable, but this is a bit like drinking poison to quench thirst!

After all, it is ancient times. In addition to basic survival, one must also consider avoiding war.

"Then which dynasty is it now?"

As long as you know the specific dynasty, you can avoid wars in advance and greatly improve your chances of surviving.

"You're really confused. Now it's the Daxing Dynasty, the No. 12 year when Empress Ruijia succeeded to the throne."

Although Hua Qiong is a scumbag, it is certain that the dynasty is not in history at all.

Then there will be no historical track for my future path to refer to!
(End of this chapter)