Chapter 11: It's finally open
Xie Jiu looked at Wei Yan's headache and said softly: "I know this is gambling, but I am willing to gamble, at most I will fail, and I will wander with Brother Sun for three years and then come back." ”
Wei Yan sighed, stared at Xie Jiu's eyes for a long time, and accepted the facts: "Okay, I understand, it's a big deal to run away, I'm enlightened, then, now, tell me the reason why you made this decision." ”
"There are two reasons for this! First, now we are ordinary people during the Zhenguan period of the Tang Dynasty, this is the Tang Dynasty that attaches importance to identity and status, and is no longer the modern era where everyone is equal. Do you accept this reason? ”
Wei Yan nodded silently, he hadn't thought about such a distant problem, all the time, he had been thinking more about how to ensure that he and Xie Jiu could survive in the Tang Dynasty, identity, status, these things, he hadn't thought of yet. He is a person who has no big ambitions and is willing to be plain, Wei Yan is a little ashamed, his thoughts are a little selfish.
Xie Jiu saw through Wei Yan's thoughts, showed a faint soft smile, and said, "Don't blame yourself, since we arrived in the Tang Dynasty, almost everything is taken care of by you, I sit back and enjoy it, and I have more time to think about some problems." Besides, the two of us form a family without any emotional foundation, and you are a man who is used to living alone, and your mind is naturally not as delicate as a woman, if you think everything through, and I can't help at all, I will feel worthless and disgusted with myself. Or, do you think that women should be a vase, dress up beautifully every day, wait for the man to come back, coax when she is happy, and ignore it when she is unhappy? ”
Xie Jiu pouted slightly, frowned, and had a slightly questioning expression, beautiful, full of majesty, sure enough, a beauty is a beauty, no matter what the expression is, it is so gorgeous. Secretly sweating, Wei Yan said: "I didn't say that I like vases, and I would rather commit suicide by jumping into the river with a vase for the rest of my life." ”
"Very well, then we will work together for our family."
Xie Jiu leaned into Wei Yan's arms and said softly. Wei Yan responded heavily, faced up to his shortcomings and shortcomings, and worked hard to adjust the angle of looking at problems and his attitude towards life.
"What about the second reason?"
"The second reason is personal preference."
"Personal preference?!"
"I used to like to read some history books, I admired that one very much, I used to imagine what kind of woman she would be, and now I have the opportunity to know it for real, and I can't resist wanting to know about it."
Belch...... It was hard for Wei Yan to imagine that Xie Jiu, who had always shown his intellectual indifference, would show such an expression, it was a kind of expectation, a kind of fanaticism, a controlled liking and worship.
"I'm sorry I'm willful, but you're not allowed to laugh at me."
Xie Jiu's expression was suddenly difficult to look at, and her face was flushed, not so much angry, but rather to hide some of her emotions by being angry.
It's so cute! It turns out that when Xie Jiu is shy, he will hide it by being angry. Wei Yan muttered secretly in his heart, and he didn't dare to say it on his face, but smiled: "Women have the right to be willful, it's okay." However, what you said, I think about it, Li Shimin's children, especially the huge number of princesses, are very young when they die, and we can rely on advanced medical skills to become family doctors of the Tang royal family, hehe, when the time comes, it is not about the wind and the rain, no matter which emperor engages in political purges, we are very safe. ”
Wei Yan said in his heart, we don't know how to engage in politics, we don't know how to make munitions, and we don't know how to command the army to fight, but we know medical skills, and we should be a royal doctor, there should be a problem, isn't it a matter of being caught!
Wei Yan and Xie Jiu reached a unified goal on the future life policy of Datang. There are only two of them, like two pebbles thrown into the long river of history, how much of a splash can be stirred, it is not yet known, but everything will always be a little different.
======================
Without Sun Simiao's resentful eyes that made people sweat coldly, Wei Yan could finally comfortably nest in the soft chair in the medical hall and nap, yes, nap, he was a surgeon, and no one came to him.
"Young master, young master, wake up."
Nestled in his homemade sofa, now renamed the soft chair, Wei Yan, who was drooling from sleep, was woken up by his new loyal servant and assistant Wei Wen: "What's the matter? ”
"There are patients."
"Patients? Where? ”
Wiping his saliva, rubbing his eyes, and looking around in a daze, Xie Jiu, who was sitting opposite him, couldn't help frowning, and shot a few eye darts coldly.
A layer of cold sweat oozed from her back, and she woke up from any sleepiness, and she had to tell Xie Jiu later that her cold eyes were more effective than stimulants.
"The patient is them?"
It was a tall and strong black-faced man, with a bronze complexion, a full beard, and a tattered shirt, extremely depressed, but there was a fierce aura between his eyebrows, a pair of eyes were blazing, and he was staring at Wei Yan with a person on his back.
"Young master, it's a ranger, these people are lawless, do you want to be cured?"
"Nonsense, people's lives are at stake, people are coming to the door, can you catch up?"
Glancing at Wei Wen angrily, Wei Yan cheered up, and secretly despised himself in his heart - I used to want to rest when I went to work, but now I want to go to work when I rest, a cheap word!
"This strong man, put people down first."
A trace of contradiction flashed in the strong man's eyes, and in the end, he gritted his teeth and followed Wei Yan and put the person down. Led to the operating room, Wei Yan didn't say anything more and examined his first patient.
There are many wounds on the body, the most serious wounds are on the thighs and arms, deep bones are visible, the wounds have signs of infection, the wound is red and swollen, the wound is ulcerated, pus, very serious. The patient is still unconscious, he was carried on his back, his cheeks are red, and he is still having a fever. The smell of Chinese medicine can be faintly smelled on the body. Such an injury is not serious in the eyes of Wei Yan, and the patient's biggest problem is wound infection.
Wei Yan frowned and asked, "This injury...... Who ruled before? ”
The strong man who came with the patient on his back hurriedly said: "It's Dr. Anjitang Bai on the front street, he said that my brother's injury can only be tried." But today we ran out of money, and we were driven out. I have run all the medical centers in the West City, all the doctors said that there is no help, you are the last medical hall here, doctor, please, although I have no money, but I have a lot of kung fu and strength, I can sell myself into slavery, make cattle and horses for you, I just ask you to save my brother! ”
The dignified seven-foot man knelt down in front of Wei Yan, weeping bitterly, pleading in every possible way, and refused to get up no matter how Wei Yan pulled it.