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    It's Hard to be a Good Wife: Volume 1
    It's Hard to be a Good Wife: Volume 1
    It's Hard to be a Good Wife: Volume 1
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    It's Hard to be a Good Wife: Volume 1

    By Cang Ming

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    As an experienced surgeon, Tang Yue went to the living room and worked in the kitchen. As soon as he teleported, his job was gone, his house was gone, his money was gone, even his boyfriend who had just caught up with him was also gone.

    Fortunately, he was a decathlon, so he was able to win his grandmother's heart. He was able to arouse his father's love, wake his stepmother's heart, and deal with this little girl was a piece of cake.

    Wait a minute, what's going on with this man? It was impossible for patients and doctors to have true love!

    "You are so virtuous that This King wishes to take you as his wife."

    "Hire?" "Alright then, since you can't take advantage of the money, you can't have a concubine at home, you can't go to bed without washing your feet, you can't kiss without brushing your teeth, and if you want to have special services, you have to hand over all your property first. What do you say?"

    "Good!"

    LanguageEnglish
    PublisherFunstory
    Release dateMay 18, 2020
    ISBN9781649350107
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      It's Hard to be a Good Wife - Cang Ming

      EMPLOYMENT

      CHAPTER 1 - LITTLE BOYFRIEND IS FLYING

      As the sun set in the west, the last of the afterglow was about to disappear on the distant mountaintop.

      An ox-cart slowly drove on the official road. It was driven by an old man who was in his fifties. He was wearing a gray patched jacket and was humming an unknown melody.

      On the oxcart, a teenager had his hands behind his head, a blade of grass in his mouth. His gaze was fixed on a spider on the roof of the ox-cart as he watched the little life strenuously spin silk into a net on his territory.

      The roof was made of straw, barely enough to block out the sun and the wind. The ox-cart was not big, just enough for the teenager to lie down on his back and sleep.

      The wheels accidentally pressed against a protruding rock, causing the car to sway violently. The youth finally turned his gaze away from the spider and sighed.

      All this time, he had been thinking about one question: how did he manage to travel from the prosperous and peaceful twenty-first century to this nation called South Jin? How did he travel from a thirty-nine-year-old chief surgeon to become a sixteen year old jobless wanderer?

      Tang Yue was a doctor of medicine, and was appointed as the chief surgeon of the First Tier City's Three-A Hospital. He was not even forty years old, and his result was quite impressive.

      Tang Family was an aristocratic family of medicine, yet when Tang Yue was twenty years old, because of his sexual orientation and his family members' enmity, he took out her Tang Family.

      From then on, he climbed step by step on his own, until he was thirty-nine years old. Finally, he bought a small villa on the outskirts of the city. He had an Audi that was neither good nor bad, and he even talked about a young, tender, and succulent boyfriend.

      His little boyfriend had just graduated from university and entered the hospital for an internship, so it hadn't even been three months before he fell for an old man like him. Although he knew the other party was here for the title of Director, what did it matter? Why would they want to be with you if they didn't want anything from you these days?

      It was a pity that such a fresh and tender boyfriend had been killed before he could hit the entire base.

      He still remembered the day a patient's family came to the hospital and said that the hospital had randomly prescribed medicine and had eaten his old mother to make her compensation.

      This kind of thing happened everyday, so Tang Yue didn't really care. He only went up to help a colleague when he started beating him up, but who would have thought that the other party would be enraged?

      Tang Yue sighed again, being a good person and doing heroic sacrifices was intoxicating, he didn't even know his house or car, who was his little boyfriend taken advantage of?

      What was even more unexpected was that he could still open his eyes. Furthermore, he was not in the underworld, but in a completely foreign world. He had become a sixteen year old youth.

      The youth wore tattered clothes and lied in a thatched hut that couldn't be sheltered from the wind and the rain. He even had a high fever. As he burned, he inexplicably changed his clothes.

      At that time, the only person by his side was the old grandpa who drove the carriage. From his mouth, he found out that he was in a country called South Jin, and he was ordered to bring him home.

      His father was a noble of South Jin and was said to be a marquis. Seventeen years ago, he was injured in the border war and was saved by a peasant girl. After that, the two of them fell in love with each other and gave birth to a son.

      According to the development of the story, there were two types of ending for such things. First, the general gave up his identity and stayed with his beloved girl until he was old, and secondly, the man felt that he was responsible for making a promise that he would definitely return. Then, he would leave on his own and return to his beloved girl.

      As for this youth's father, he obviously belonged to the second type. However, he didn't know if this was a good intentions discovery or what, but he actually sent someone to bring the two of them back after 16 years.

      Unfortunately, the boy's mother died five years ago, so the only one who followed him back was the boy.

      He had a high fever from his long journey, and in this era where doctors and medicines were scarce, fever would kill people, and as a result, Tang Yue had gained a lot from it.

      Tang Yue thought to himself. Luckily there were no memory loss injuries, otherwise, he would be even more unlucky.

      Husband, it's almost dark. There's a temple in front of us. How about we rest here tonight? The ox-cart stopped, and the grandpa turned to ask Tang Yue with a cautious tone.

      Tang Yue sat up, he spat out the grass roots in his mouth and nodded: Ok.

      It had been a month since he woke up, but he still hadn't arrived at his destination. It was said that they had been walking on the road for three months, which showed just how slow this oxcart was.

      Tang Yue jumped off the car and stretched his body. After bumpy ride for three months, he felt that his physique would not be able to withstand this kind of torture. Three months was more than enough for him to fly around the Earth a few times.

      The grandpa's back was already hunched over, but he worked very quickly. He moved the people who ate and slept from the oxcart into the temple on the ground, swept out a clean place, and spread out a mat of grass. Then he set up a simple stove with a rock.

      They rarely spent the night in the cities or towns on the way, so it didn't matter where they went. It was already good enough to have a temple or worn-out hut to rest in, so sleeping in the open was a common occurrence.

      Along the way, Tang Yue kept looking around and also realized that this nation called South Jin was truly a backward place. No matter how poor his history was, he could roughly tell that this period was similar to the Wei, Jin, Nan Bei, and not as prosperous and prosperous as the Tang Song Dynasty afterwards.

      Husband, there is a river behind the temple. The river is pretty clear, would you like to go wash up? The grandpa walked in with a bundle of firewood in his arms.

      Tang Yue's eyes lit up, he immediately jumped up and ran backwards. He had been in a muddled state for the past month, and adding that his body was not well after the high fever, he did not even have to shower a few times. His body had already stank a long time ago.

      He ran to the river bank, kicked off his tattered grass shoes, took off his sackcloth clothes that were no longer the original color, and immediately jumped into the water.

      The river water was warm and comfortable after being exposed to the sun for an entire day, causing Tang Yue to uncontrollably moan.

      Wiping away the dirt on his body, Tang Yue washed his cloth-like clothes with water. The stains on his clothes from all these years could not be washed away just by using water alone, which made the usually germaphobic Chairman Tang very depressed.

      It was a pity that he hadn't seen anything like soaphorn in the past month. That grandpa always used sticks to wash clothes, but it was also a loss that the clothes of this era were thick enough to withstand that kind of beating.

      After wringing his clothes and throwing himself onto a big rock to dry, Tang Yue sat on the shore naked. Taking advantage of the last bit of light, he carefully observed the reflection of his body in the water.

      With Tang Yue's standards of beauty, this young man's looks could only be considered average, and wouldn't have much to turn around to look at when thrown onto the modern streets. Fortunately, he was still at least 1.75 meters tall, and based on his age, he would probably be more than 1.8 meters tall.

      The skin all over his body was the color of wheat and was quite smooth. Only his hands were slightly rough from years of work, so they were still next to each other.

      Ever since Tang Yue went to college to study medicine, he paid great attention to maintaining his hands. Whether it was holding the scalpel or touching the bones, he needed to rely on his hands to feel it.

      The nurse in the hospital joked, Director Tang's hands can be used as mannequins. We should buy insurance or something.

      Tang Yue dipped both of his hands into the water, this way he could soften the cuticle of the skin. As long as it was for a long time, the calluses on his hands would slowly peel off.

      When they reached their so-called home, if they had the conditions, they could make some potions. Of course, if they didn't have the conditions, they could also create the conditions.

      Tang Yue had been muddle-headed for a month. Only now did he remember that he had not eaten any fish in a month, and every meal was filled with food that the old man had prepared for him. He was unable to taste anything at all.

      Since he couldn't go back, he couldn't mistreat his stomach. Apart from his obsession with cleanliness, picky food was also one of the common ailments known to Director Tang.

      After spending a lot of effort to catch a fish, Tang Yue tied the fish with a piece of straw, put on some clothes and returned.

      In the Earth Temple, the old man had already lit a fire and was roasting a wild hare. Tang Yue had not paid attention to this before, but now that he had concentrated his energy, he realized that the old man's culinary skills were probably still at the beginner's level.

      Let me do it. Tang Yue sat beside him, wanting to take the roast meat from him.

      I can't do it! My husband is of noble status, how could he do such a lowly thing?! The old man avoided Tang Yue's hands and looked at him in panic, almost kneeling down and begging for mercy.

      Tang Yue's hand paused, his eyes blinked, and revealed a hint of grief: I have often done these kinds of work in the past.

      He thought back to his most difficult days. His internship salary was low, so he had to rent a house and eat. He couldn't afford to eat too good food, but his stomach was too expensive and he couldn't eat anything at the roadside stall.

      The grandpa knew of his background and also knew that he had suffered for more than ten years. He comforted him, My husband will be rich in the future. All of that is in the past.

      Tang Yue declined to comment. He still did not know the original body's father's intention in taking him back, so logically speaking, if a bastard child who had been neglected for more than ten years didn't have any value, he would definitely not recognize him as such.

      However, with his current situation, it was better to have a wealthy family to rely on than just a single person.

      CHAPTER 2 - HALF-LITERATE PAUPER

      Seeing the rabbit being roasted so badly that it looked unrecognizable, Tang Yue could not bear to watch any longer. He asked the old man for a knife and took his own fish to the river to settle it.

      Behind him, the grandpa exhorted anxiously, Husband, the fish doesn't taste good. It's spicy and tasteless, and also very fishy.

      Tang Yue waved his hand without turning his head, preparing to use his culinary arts to shock this ancient man.

      He shaved off the fish's belly and washed it clean. Then he found a clean branch and tied it to a string. When he saw some wild vegetables he had eaten before, he picked some and washed them before putting them into the fish belly. Only then did he carry the fish back to the temple.

      What's your name, old man? This was the first time Tang Yue was communicating normally with someone in the past month.

      The grandpa was a bit nervous, so he handed the rabbit meat over and replied in a restrained manner, I call upon the mountain.

      The first time they met, he saw the picture on the side of the old man's face. Initially, he thought it was a scar, but now it looked like a mountain character.

      Thanks to the ancestors of China, he was able to make out one or two simple words because of his image when he created them.

      Could it be that he had come to a slave society? He remembered that only slaves had the habit of stabbing words into their faces. If that was really the case, Tang Yue should be glad that he did not wear it on a slave.

      After all, he had been a doctor for more than ten years. If he could get some useful information from the patient, it would also be a form of knowledge. Some patients were resistant to doctors and didn't want to say much.

      Tang Yue asked about the situation at home and also asked about his own situation. The other party did not have any wariness towards him, so he told him everything that he knew.

      Unfortunately, he didn't know much, Tang Yue only asked that the body's father was Yueyang Marquis, and that his surname was also Tang. He had seven daughters, and the eldest daughter was already engaged to Noble Heir of State Duke Heng.

      The owner's mother's surname was Zhao and she came from a large family, but unfortunately, because she couldn't give birth to her son, her status at home wasn't high.

      Tang Yue guessed: It must be because his original body's father couldn't give birth to his son, that he thought of ways to bring his illegitimate son back home to inherit the Joss Flame.

      In this era, there must be a lot of importance attached to the reproduction of children.

      Tang Yue rejected the charred rabbit. He placed the fish on the fire and roasted it, turning it over from time to time, waiting for the skin to become a little crispy, then used a knife to cut a few holes and smeared some coarse salt on it.

      Unfortunately, other than the salt, they had no other seasonings, so they could only eat the original grain.

      Shan looked at Tang Yue curiously and pitifully. In his eyes, only men with lowly statuses would be able to cook, so the young masters of the various families would view the chef as a ferocious beast.

      Alright, I'll split half with you. Tang Yue cut the fish in half and gave the piece of fish to the mountain with his tail, Today, we will eat some. Tomorrow, we can walk and look for ingredients.

      No no, how can I eat food cooked by my husband? When he compared the roasted fish in Tang Yue's hand with its perfect shape, the hand that was holding the roasted meat on the mountain was shaking, and his face was extremely hot.

      Take it. I exchanged this with you. Cut the rabbit's leg into pieces and give it to me. Tang Yue's fierce face made Shan unable to refute him.

      Previously, he felt that this youth's face was similar to the Patriarch's, but it did not have the Patriarch's dignity. So it turned out that he was just concealing his strength.

      Shan took a bite of the fish with little hope. Even if the fish was hard to eat, he had to eat it all. This was an affirmation to his master.

      Eh … With a mouthful of fish in his mouth, Shan was surprised to find that it wasn't hard to eat. The skin was crisp and fragrant, while the fish was smooth and tender.

      In this period, people ate fish either steamed or boiled, and they didn't know how to put seasonings in, so they had a strong earthy smell, so nobles never ate fish.

      The two of them separately ate a fish and a rabbit. Tang Yue barely ate his fill.

      Shan seemed to notice that he was fed up, so he kindly said, Husband, tomorrow we will go to a nearby village. This servant will go and buy some dry rations to eat.

      They rarely bought food along the way, and all of them were done with their meals in the wild. Tang Yue thought that it was because the weather was hot and the cooked food was not for long.

      He had discovered long ago that he was a pauper and that he did not even have a single copper coin on him. Now that he thought about it, perhaps he was not the only one who was poor.

      How much money do you have on you? Tang Yue asked straightforwardly.

      Shan Yue quickly took out the money pouch from her inside pocket and handed it over to Tang Yue, then said with her head lowered: This trip, I gave the main family quite a bit of money, but Lang Jun was sick, I invited the doctors to spend most of it. Now, this is all I have left.

      Tang Yue could feel his awkwardness, he took the money pouch and looked inside, and saw that it was only five blade coins.

      When he first woke up, he was indeed drinking medicine. He even met an old and arrogant doctor who casually opened up his pulse. He drank an ordinary firewood tea with ginger and charged them a lot of money.

      Tang Yue didn't know if this era's medicine recipe was that simple or was fooled by the old man. He inquired about the prices here and discovered that five blade coins were equivalent to five hundred yuan.

      He rubbed his face, returned the money to the mountain, told him to keep it, and went to the river to wash his hands.

      Tang Yue sat by the river to mourn over his house, his car and ticket, and once again recalled the handsome face of his little boyfriend. Tang Yue thought about how he was now a pauper who was half illiterate, let out a sigh, and returned to the Earth Temple with a heavy body.

      The mountain had already been fed to the cows and a lot of dry wood had been collected. After doing all this, they fell asleep. In ancient times, there were no recreational activities, and the night was exceptionally long.

      CHAPTER 3 - A PAUPER'S COMBINATION OF OLD AND YOUNG

      It rained in the middle of the night, the temple was in a state of disrepair, and the roof was in tatters and leaking. Shan got up and moved his bedroll to the corner, then climbed up to the roof in the rain and demolished the east wall to make up for the west wall.

      Just as he climbed down, he heard the sound of horse hooves approaching. Hearing that there were quite a few people around, he was greatly alarmed, and rushed into the Earth Temple to protect Tang Yue behind him.

      Someone's coming. Tang Yue sat up straight. Looking at the frail body that was in front of him, he actually felt touched.

      He was clearly a complete stranger, yet he was willing to sacrifice his life for him. Even if this era's system were to create the servility of these people, Tang Yue still wouldn't be able to accept it.

      With a knife in his hand, Tang Yue heard the other side saying anxiously, "Husband, if the other side makes a move later on, you can just run to the back and go upstream along the river. Ten days later, you will reach the imperial city.

      Tang Yue held onto the warm blade, and asked calmly: Do you know who this person is?

      Shan shook his head, This servant doesn't know, but only the nobles can ride a horse. If these nobles want to rest in this temple, we might be chased away.

      Didn't you say that my father is a Yueyang Marquis? Could it be that his name is useless? No matter what, he was a marquis with meritorious military service. It wasn't like he wouldn't be able to scare anyone, right?

      Of course, Tang Yue felt that even if he told them his father s name, they would not believe him.

      As expected of my husband. Shan grinned. His body was no longer as tense.

      In just this short period of time, the enemy had arrived outside of the temple. In this part of the village, there was no store at all. The goal of this temple was obvious.

      A group of people rushed in with torches in their hands. The torches illuminated the entire temple, and a wave of moist air rushed over.

      The black mass of heads instantly filled up the small Earth Temple. Tang Yue estimated that there were around 30 people. The other side clearly didn't expect that there would already be people here. However, after a few glances, he roughly judged that they didn't have much killing power, so he left them to their own devices.

      Quick, take King... Bring my husband in!"

      Four big men carried a palanquin in their hands as they walked in. The rain outside the temple was getting heavier and heavier. There was a lot of water inside the temple, and it had been stepped on by a group of people until it became muddy.

      Tang Yue watched as a few youths carried some tarpaulin and climbed up onto the roof, covering the leaking water area. The rest of the people swept the floor and made the beds, quickly making this run-down temple look good.

      Tang Yue watched the scene with relish, thinking, the human drive in this era was really stronger than normal, unlike the 21st century, where they were all pampered until they had to pour a cup of tea, waiting for an opportunity.

      The curtain of the sedan chair was blown by the wind, Tang Yue only saw a piece of profound colored clothes and a pair of feet without shoes.

      Tang Yue's brows twitched. Judging from the clothes and the color, the person inside the palanquin must be either rich or noble. But why not wear shoes? Moreover, at first glance, his feet always felt slightly larger than an ordinary man's feet.

      As a result of his habit, when Tang Yue saw something unusual, he would always put it on the wound. Was it generalized edema or local edema, was it venous valve insufficiency or organ failure of the lower limbs?

      After thinking alone for a while, Tang Yue was no longer as nervous as before.

      Seeing that the group of people were minding their own business and did not drive them away, Shan secretly heaved a sigh of relief, but he still stubbornly stood in front of Tang Yue.

      Tang Yue patted his shoulder, signalling him not to be nervous. This group of people looked very fiendish, but they had good discipline and did not display any killing intent, looking like well-trained soldiers.

      This group of people had brought a patient along late at night. Either the patient was in dire need of medical attention, or an enemy was chasing them from behind. No matter which one, they definitely did not want to cause trouble.

      In their eyes, the combination of two old and young beggars definitely did not have the slightest bit of lethality.

      CHAPTER 4 - SUCH A BRUTAL MAN FORTUNATELY HE IS MY BODYGUARD

      Soon enough, the sweet smell of rice porridge came out from the Earth Temple. Along with the smell of the rice porridge and the smell of medicine, Tang Yue peeked his head into the medicine jar and couldn't figure out what was going on.

      However, he was certain that the man was sick. The people in the palanquin hadn't said a word since they entered the room. They didn't even move. He didn't know if they were still awake or unconscious.

      Husband, let's drink some medicine first. The brawny man poured the medicine into a silver bowl, carefully holding it and kneeling outside the palanquin.

      Tang Yue secretly clicked his tongue, just what kind of background did this group of people have, they actually brought silver bowls with them when they went out, and after glancing at the made up bed, Tang Yue felt even more envious.

      There were layers upon layers of dry grass, mats, thick blankets, and plain quilts. There were jade pillows by the head of the bed. Compared to them, he was in a miserable state.

      Right at this moment, a hand lifted a corner of the curtain and took the medicine bowl. Tang Yue didn't know if it was because that hand was too enticing, but he blurted out, You should eat something to rest your stomach on first.

      The sturdy man stared at him with his tiger eyes, his face slowly revealed a look of delight: young dandy knows about medicine?

      Cough … I know a bit. Tang Yue did not dare to be careless, he was a surgeon, and trained in western medicine. Although he had come into contact with traditional Chinese medicine before, he was still only slightly knowledgeable.

      Moreover, he had neither medicine nor tools by his side. Even if he knew the patient's condition, it would not be easy for him to do anything.

      The sturdy man looked at his age and shook his head regretfully, obviously treating Tang Yue's words of modesty as real. They had searched for countless doctor on their way here, but no matter what, they were still stronger than young dandy.

      But he still followed Tang Yue's instructions and got someone to bring a bowl of porridge over.

      From start to end, the person in the sedan chair did not appear, Tang Yue's gaze had always inadvertently landed on that hand. His fingers were slender, his abdomen was full, and his fingernails were round and clean, but they lacked some color.

      Tang Yue stretched out his hand in front of his eyes, poked at the calluses on his palm and muttered, When I take care of my body, I'll be as good-looking as well.

      Tang Yue was already sleepy, he struggled to keep his eyes open to keep them open to see what the person inside the palanquin looked like.

      The bed over there had already been made. Why was this man still hiding in the sedan chair and not coming out? Tang Yue leaned his back against the wet wall and nodded his head little by little.

      They're coming! A panicked shout woke Tang Yue up from his stupor. He opened his eyes and looked at the group of people before pulling out their swords and placing them in front of the palanquin.

      Tang Yue vaguely thought: You guys are making a movie?

      A pair of rough, dry hands patted his cheek. Shan anxiously said, Husband, get up. We have to run faster.

      What's going on? Tang Yue rubbed his face with his cold hands and saw a group of men in black blocking the door.

      His mouth was wide open, his eyes were wide open as he looked from one side to the other. He wanted to cry but had no tears. Even if he slept, he would not be able to sleep well. Stop this mob!

      We can't leave. Tang Yue said with a heavy heart. Even he noticed that the group of black clothed people had surrounded the broken temple.

      The atmosphere was a little tense for a moment. Shan was doing his best to block Tang Yue's skinny and weak body, while the big men who lived under the same roof as them were also doing their best to protect the palanquin.

      They were all a group of loyal and good people who were protecting their master! Tang Yue secretly sighed.

      It was probably because this group of people did not chase them out after entering that Tang Yue had a good impression of them. Seeing that they were in trouble, he naturally determined that the group of black-clothed people outside were the bad guys.

      Furthermore, her entire body was wrapped in black, making her look like a Black Widow. From a glance, it was obvious that she wasn't a good person.

      The two sides started fighting very quickly. When Tang Yue was young, he was also involved in one or two fights, but everyone was hitting each other with fists and kicks, unlike when they were using true blades and true swords.

      He was more familiar with the scene of the blade cutting into the flesh than anyone else, and the splattering of blood filled the sky. After all, Tang Yue was a student of medicine, not only did he not feel disgusted seeing such a bloody scene, he even had the mood to study which organ was the target of the sword, how to remedy it, and which artery was the target of the blade, and how long could he live.

      Very quickly, someone fell, the smell of blood flowed out along with the wind, and after a while, even though Tang Yue was used to life and death, used to slicing open corpses, he still suffocated from the smell.

      The number of people on both sides was decreasing, Tang Yue could tell that the palanquin men were the most powerful, the guards did not lose even against one opponent, they were truly experts.

      He was thinking about a question: Should he go up and help?

      This palanquin man's identity was obviously not ordinary. If he could take the initiative to help out, he might be able to hold onto a thick leg. Since he had just arrived, he would always feel better with a backer.

      However, with his small arms and legs, he might not be able to handle the other party with a single cut. If he failed to help and ended up losing his life, that would be a huge loss.

      He gently pushed his way down the mountain and whispered, Uncle Shan, how is your martial arts? This grandpa looked like a rotten log, but to be able to pick him up by himself, he must have some ability, right?

      Husband, there's no choice. You can just call for us.

      Whatever. First, can you tell me if you can beat them?

      Husband, do you want to help?

      It's not me, it's you! Can you do it? If it doesn't work out, then let's just continue hiding and find a chance to escape. " Everything depended on the safety of his own life.

      Who are you trying to help?

      Without waiting for Tang Yue's reply, a black-clothed man was sent flying and landed right in front of them. The man hit his butt on the ground, stood up and saw two people hiding in the corner, and chopped towards them without a second thought.

      Tang Yue f * * k ed, and cursed: What's wrong with you? Do you even have eyes? Can't you see that we're not in the same group?"

      The mountain in front of him suddenly jumped up and kicked the blade. Then, it stretched out its arm and strangled the other party's neck. With a Kacha sound, the other party's head tilted down.

      Tang Yue subconsciously touched his neck and swallowed his saliva. He raised his thumb and praised, Great Master Shan!

      Such a cruel uncle was still his bodyguard!

      CHAPTER 5 - THESE IGNORANT ANCIENTS

      Shan knelt down again and asked anxiously, Husband, are you scared?

      Tang Yue blinked his eyes, and thought: If I answered in shock, what would this old man want? Was he going to apologize with death?

      He hurriedly shook his head, I'm not afraid, I'm not afraid. The bad guys deserve to die. You go and help them, we should go and get some sleep as soon as possible.

      Yes. Shan piled a bunch of straw onto Tang Yue's body, then rushed out with a blade in hand.

      The situation was originally on the palanquin men's side, and with Mountain's help, things went even more smoothly. Tang Yue held onto the fish killing knife, a yearning for martial arts rose in his heart.

      It is said that Chinese martial arts is vast and profound, but since the 21st century, it has basically withered.

      Of course, their martial arts skills weren't as good as those in the wuxia dramas. They didn't fly over walls, nor did they use the Eighteen Subduing Dragon Palms, but each and every one of their moves were unspeakably smooth and powerful.

      After about an hour, the man in black finally could not hold on any longer. There were only four or five people left who struggled to hold on. With a whistle, they left behind a pile of corpses and ran away.

      Stop chasing. A pleasant, neutral voice came from the sedan.

      Tang Yue was shocked, hearing that the person in the palanquin was obviously not of age yet, then there really was something wrong with the legs.

      The group fight had ended. Tang Yue stood up, stretched his leg a little, and then walked out to help clean up the mess.

      On the palanquin man's side, more than ten guards had also died. Two of them were severely injured, and five of them were lightly injured.

      Tang Yue first looked at the two heavily injured guards and shook his head: Five of my ribs were broken, and my bones were inserted into my lungs, I am hopeless.

      In the modern world, Tang Yue could still perform surgery to save his injury, but here, he was powerless.

      Everyone was silent. They must have known this would happen, so no one cried and begged him to save them.

      Another seriously injured patient had his abdomen stabbed with a knife. The wound was huge and deep. His internal organs were already injured, so there was no way he could be saved.

      The five minor injuries were not light either, the most serious one. In this era where even a cold could take a person's life, a fracture was already a very serious injury.

      He used his knife to cut open the injured man's pants, exposing his broken lower leg. He gently touched the wound and said, It's okay, it's just a fracture.

      Is this okay? Everyone was exasperated.

      Tang Yue thought: If it was a broken bone, with the current conditions, it would not be easy to deal with.

      Help me find a few thin pieces of firewood. Don't take too long. Wash them clean and cut them smooth. Also, have some clean cloths. Remember to put them in boiling water.

      Everyone was stunned, unable to react. This young dandy in front of them looked like a teenager, but he actually dared to treat an injured patient? Many old doctors looked at the broken bones and didn't dare to do anything.

      Listen to him. A calm voice came from the palanquin, and everyone left in a hurry.

      Tang Yue glanced at the palanquin again, and muttered under his breath: This is really expensive, even my subordinates are injured like this, I didn't come out to take a look.

      Tang Yue tied the patient's bones with a piece of cloth and told him not to touch water or move for a month. He was temporarily unable to get hold of the gypsum, so he had to do this for now.

      There was no need for Tang Yue to do anything about the rest of the flesh wounds, he could just apply the medicinal powder on himself and wrap them up with a piece of cloth.

      Tang Yue stared at the messy cloth strips that were tied up, he really couldn't watch any longer, so he started to rebandage them one by one, and even mischievously tied a bow, Alright, after a few days, they will be lively.

      The brawny man who spoke to him before gave every black-clothed person another stab, and then walked over with a bloody blade. young dandy is a doctor's apprentice? You seem to be quite skilled at bandaging. How many years have you been learning?

      Tang Yue extended two fingers. He wanted to say that it had been twenty years, from the time he entered university at the age of nineteen to his death.

      He has only studied for two years and already has this level of skill, young dandy is really intelligent! The brawny man was not stingy with his praise.

      Tang Yue's face stiffened, he snorted and did not reply, but silently cursed: These ignorant ancient people!

      Tang Yue ran to the eaves of the house to grab some rain water to wash his hands. The sturdy man who praised him chased after him and asked, Who is young dandy's teacher? You were able to reach such a level after studying for two years, your master will definitely consider you a genius doctor!

      Tang Yue did not even need to look at his eyes to know what idea he had. It seemed that the person in the palanquin was really sick, he raised his chin and proudly said: Self-taught talent!

      This... Impossible!" The brawny man did not believe him at all. Looking at the young man's tattered clothes and skinny figure with only an old servant following him, he was definitely not from a wealthy family. How could such a family have the conditions to let him teach himself?

      Which of the people who studied medicine in this world wasn't from a noble family that had spent a lot of money and resources to nurture them?

      CHAPTER 6 - BUY AND SELL AT A CLEARLY STATED PRICE AND DO NOT CHARGE AT RANDOM!

      I am Hu Jinpeng, what is young dandy's name?

      Tang Yue.

      Once Tang Yue entered the medical treatment mode, he would automatically eliminate all distractions from the outside world and concentrate on nothing else.

      In the past, when they were at the hospital, everyone said that Chief Tang was the most handsome when he was standing on the operating table. Some people even secretly took photos of him performing surgery and uploaded them to the internet.

      The hospital of the young girl who was photographed was fired due to pressure from the public. It was said that she was the niece of the dean. She had been badly beaten.

      Tang Yue extended his hand out to Hu Jinpeng, rubbing his fingers, he made a classic gesture for money, but unfortunately the other party was an ancient person, and was unable to understand what it meant.

      Tang Yue's face fell as he asked in a righteous tone, Just now, did I help to push back the enemy? These years, the family servant had done a good deed, it must be because of master, Tang Yue was not afraid of his thick skin.

      Hu Jinpeng nodded, glanced at the Mountain Lord, and praised: young dandy's guard has high martial arts skills, and is a warrior!

      En, my guards kill three enemies, one life counts for ten coins, is that expensive? Tang Yue put on a face of a businessman bargaining.

      … Hu Jinpeng was stunned for a moment before reacting to Tang Yue's words, causing his friendly face to fall.

      Tang Yue ignored his constipated expression. Of course, he knew that hugging someone's thigh would make them owe him the best, but just now, Shan had secretly told him that the person in the palanquin was most likely a descendant of the Royal Family.

      Tang Yue didn't know how the mountain came to this conclusion, but Tang Yue felt that it was necessary to keep a distance from a royal disciple who was being chased and could die at any time.

      He did not want to draw a clear line between himself and them, nor did he regret saving others. It was just that with the other party's background, Tang Yue felt that making them owe him a favor was asking to be humiliated.

      Whether it was a slave society or a feudal society, the people standing at the top of society were all high and mighty. It was only right for you to try your best to save him.

      I just helped with the treatment, right? The ones that are bandaged are treated as free gifts, but the one with the broken bones, you have to pay my medical fees! That's ten dollars, a total of forty dollars. Do you intend to pay in cash or on credit?"

      Tang Yue stood in front of Hu Jinpeng with his chest puffed out, and fearlessly extended his hand out to ask for money.

      … Hu Jinpeng glared at Tang Yue angrily, and had someone take out a heavy bag of money and threw it into Tang Yue's embrace, I've given you all of it, consider the excess money as a reward!

      Tang Yue did not need to count to know that there were more than 40 blade coins here. He opened his bag and counted out 40, and then handed the rest back to Hu Jinpeng.

      Tang Yue thought that he would never be able to become an evil merchant in his life.

      The corner of Hu Jinpeng's mouth widened into a smile. He kept the money pouch and then heavily patted Tang Yue's shoulders. Haha …

      Tang Yue grimaced in pain, and silently cursed: Your sister is the one who is interesting! This change in attitude was not any slower than a woman's!

      He handed the money he had earned over to Grandpa Mountain, Put it away properly. Tomorrow, we'll go to town and have a feast!

      Shan was holding the 40 dollars with both hands as his eyes reddened slightly, as if he was touched by something. He complimented, My husband is really capable! He had forgotten that more than half of it came from his own labor.

      The temple's corpse was quickly moved to a small mountain not too far away. They dug a hole on the spot to bury it, and the enemy's body was casually thrown away. After a night's time, there would probably be nothing left of them.

      Hu Jinpeng brought some water outside the palanquin and respectfully asked, Husband, can you go and rest after washing up?

      Tang Yue strained his ears to listen, and only after a long while did he hear a light Mmm sound come from the sedan.

      He hurriedly turned his head over, only to see Hu Jinpeng lifting up the door curtain, stretching his hand out to help a youth out, and then he said: Sorry about that. He carried the young man onto the bed on the floor.

      Tang Yue stared at the teenager in a daze, he felt that this kind of person should not have appeared in this run-down temple in the wilderness. He should have been sitting in an exquisite hall, surrounded by maids and servants.

      Some people, he thought, are born to stand at the top of the pyramid and look down on people.

      Probably because Tang Yue's gaze was too passionate, the young man turned his head and looked over. His eyes were deep and profound, and there wasn't much emotion on his face, but instead, he made Tang Yue blush.

      He tried to find something to say, Are you injured in the leg? Or are you sick and unable to walk?

      The youth avoided answering and politely nodded his head, Thank you for what you did just now.

      No need, no need. We'll just take what we need. After Tang Yue finished speaking, he wanted to bite off his tongue. How could he say such selfish words at a time like this? They should be helping each other.

      I didn't bring much money with me when I went out. I don't know where my husband lives. When I return home, I'll send someone to pay him.

      Tang Yue was still not used to hearing the tone of these ancient people, but when these words came from the mouth of a beauty, it had an additional alluring feel to it.

      Tang Yue had always heard others commenting that he was a handsome brother from the abstinence faculty in the past, but he had never been able to understand it. Now that he had seen this young man, he could finally understand what it meant to be abstinent.

      He hurriedly guarded his mind, trying his best to pretend as if nothing had happened as he replied, No need, it's just a small task, the reward is enough.

      CHAPTER 7 - F CK A GROUP OF MEN BATHE IN A RIVER!

      Without a word, the teenager simply washed himself and laid down, facing the wall and leaving Tang Yue with an elegant view of his back.

      Tang Yue did not know how long he had been watching for, but he slowly fell asleep. When he woke up again, it was already sunny outside, the air had the fresh smell of rain and earth, it made him feel refreshed.

      The only good thing about ancient times was that it had a good environment. Pure ecology, zero pollution. If he could live a comfortable life, he wouldn't mind staying here. In any case, there weren't many things that he would miss in his previous life.

      He turned his head, and saw that Hu Jinpeng was half-kneeling behind

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