Chapter 133: I Know You Vixen!

"Yes! These doctors are all men, I don't want Chun'er to give birth to other men, which will damage my reputation, even if I am willing, Chun'er will not be willing. ā€

The king who was watched listened to the rain said that he was sanctimonious, but in fact, only Zhang Chun'er's reputation was full of concern, but is the reputation really more valuable than life.

"If you are just worried about Zhang Chun'er's reputation, then there is no need. Because ......" Song Lingyue stepped forward in time to come to everyone, and smiled at everyone in the stunned sight, "I'm a woman." I went in to treat Zhang Chun'er, this shouldn't ruin her reputation, right? ā€

"Who are you? How can you treat Qiu'er Niang? Uncle Wang, who had not spoken, squinted his eyes and asked Song Lingyue.

Aunt Li straightened her chest and introduced with a proud face: "This is Song Lingyue, the first female physician in our Jizhou Mansion, and the same as the female imperial physician of Tang Yuan in the current dynasty." ā€

"Female physician?" Uncle Wang let out a sneer, and plucked his ear full of earwax with his little thumb, "When did we have a female doctor in Daxia, what a nonsense!" How could the emperor be so confused that he would let a woman become a doctor, it is really ridiculous! ā€

Uncle Wang's words were not Song Lingyue, and even Aunt Li frowned together.

"If this doctor can be a man, why can't a woman?" Aunt Li spoke out dissatisfied.

Uncle Wang had a pleasant face, but his tone was full of uncomfortable mockery:

"Everyone knows that women like a quiet and stable life, and it is every woman's dream to have a husband and children, and to have children. If women are like men, if they want to practice medicine, go to the battlefield, and study and take the imperial examination, wouldn't it be a reversal of yin and yang?

I want to persuade this girl to give up practicing medicine earlier, seeing that you are not young, hurry up and find a family business, and after getting married, she will teach her husband and children to have children, and enjoy the blessings, isn't it beautiful? ā€

"Uncle thinks that it is a happy thing for a woman to teach her husband and children to have children?" Song Lingyue didn't laugh angrily.

Uncle Wang nodded disappreciatively: "Of course." You look at the old woman of the family, gave birth to four daughters and a boy, sent the daughters out of the door, and the son also married a daughter-in-law, and now he is also teasing his grandson, and he has a daughter-in-law who is filial every day, but he is not enjoying Qingfu? ā€

As soon as Uncle Wang's words fell, Mrs. Wang immediately straightened her back in agreement, looking proud.

"Does the uncle think that women's practice of medicine, joining the army, and studying are hard and sinful things?" Sakura's lips were raised, but there was ice in her eyes.

"Of course." Uncle Wang raised his head proudly, "Women should do what women should do, this is the way of heaven." As the old saying goes, if you don't listen to the old man, you will suffer in front of you, don't think the old man is ugly, it's all for the sake of the girl! ā€

Boss Wang wanted to persuade him again, but was interrupted by Song Lingyue's question: "Uncle Wang, you should love your son very much, and you can't bear to let him suffer a little bit of sin, right?" ā€

Song Lingyue's eyes fell on Wang Tingyu's new robe without patches or even wrinkles, and then looked at the patched robe on Uncle Wang's body, you can imagine how honorable Wang Tingyu's status in this family is.

"That's natural. Listening to the rain is the fourth generation of our Wang family, the only male, who else can he love if he doesn't love him. Not only me, but his four sisters also loved him very much. Uncle Wang didn't want to answer like this, Wang Tingyu felt wrong when he saw this, and hurriedly stepped forward and pulled Uncle Wang's arm.

Song Lingyue's gaze turned to Wang Tingyu, the corners of her narrow raised eyes contained a thin smile, but the contempt at the bottom of her eyes was also obvious, and her lips opened lightly:

"Since Uncle Wang loves your son so much, you should let your son be a wife and a child at home and serve the Yue family. Such hard things as studying and engaging in politics are not suitable for Uncle Wang, a single seedling of your four generations. ā€

"What are these words?" Uncle Wang was so angry that his eyebrows trembled, and his two white beards trembled even more, "Studying hard, but the high school imperial examination is a matter of glory to the ancestors!" ā€

Song Lingyue spread her hands and made a puzzled look:

"Then I don't understand. Uncle, on the one hand, you oppose women practicing medicine and studying, and on the other hand, you say that your son can glorify his ancestors by studying, so don't mention that reading is a hard thing to suffer? How is it that if a man does the same thing, a woman can't do it? ā€

Uncle Wang was forced by Song Lingyue's aggressive momentum to take a few steps back, pointing at Song Lingyue and being speechless for a long time.

"I—I know you!" Unexpectedly, at this time, Wang Tingyu jumped out and pointed at Song Lingyue with a look of sudden realization, "It's you!" The shrew who quarreled with me during the college's spring outing that day! It's you! ā€

"Vixen?" The corners of Song Lingyue's lips lifted, "Don't dare to be." If I'm a shrew, then you're a shrew. ā€

As soon as Song Lingyue's words came out, Aunt Li, who had always been nervous by Song Lingyue's side, couldn't help but burst out laughing when she stepped forward to protect her at any time.

Aunt Li smiled like this, and Wang Tingyu's face suddenly became ugly, "Good men don't fight with women." ā€

"Well, people who don't make sense like that like that." Song Lingyue hugged her chest and nodded very understandingly.

Chen Yuanniang saw that the atmosphere began to be tense, and wanted to come forward several times to persuade peace, but after hearing the words of Song Lingyue and Uncle Wang, she also fell into deep thought, and forgot to persuade peace.

"Okay, I don't have time for you to rub around here, Aunt Chun'er needs me." Hearing Zhang Chun'er's shouting voice in the wing room gradually weakening, Song Lingyue suddenly felt bad, and just wanted to break into the wing room quickly, lest it was too late Zhang Chun'er would not be able to hold on.

"Wait a minute!" Mrs. Wang reacted, "Who are you!" Why break into our house! Your royal family is not welcome now, please go out now! ā€

Mrs. Wang spread out her hands and stopped in front of the door of the wing room, refusing to let Song Lingyue in.

"Old man, what are you waiting for, drive out this group of idle people!" Mrs. Wang gave Uncle Wang a look on the side.

"I'm going to see who dares!" Seeing this, Qi Mo stepped forward, protected Song Lingyue behind him, lowered his head and asked with concern, "Are you okay?" ā€

Song Lingyue shook her head, crossed Qi Mo's shoulder, and said coldly to Mrs. Wang:

"I'm sorry, I'm not a doctor hired by your Wang family, I'm a doctor hired by Aunt Li to treat Aunt Chun'er, and I have nothing to do with your Wang family, so you don't have any right to drive me out."

Song Lingyue's attitude was tougher and more straightforward than Mrs. Wang's, "So, can you please get out of the way now?" ā€

Mrs. Wang refused to back down even half a step: "Zhang Chun'er has married into our Wang family, she is a member of our Wang family, how can it have nothing to do with our Wang family!" ā€

Song Lingyue raised her eyebrows with interest, and her blue eyebrows curled up with contempt:

"Oh, at this time, you said that Aunt Chun'er is your Wang family? But just now Aunt Chun'er shouted heartbreaking inside, and you all sat outside for a long time, without even frowning, as if the woman inside had nothing to do with your family.

Now Aunt Chun'er is in a tense situation, you claim that she is your Wang family, but you take her life as a joke, with such a family, I really don't know if it is Aunt Chun'er's luck or misfortune. ā€

Song Lingyue's mocking tone made the faces of the Wang family present alternate between blue and white.

"Qi Mo, pull her away, Xiangling will follow me in." Song Lingyue didn't give everyone time to react, and ordered in a cold voice.

Qi Mo immediately stepped forward and grabbed Mrs. Wang's wrist, but with a little skill, Mrs. Wang, who was already very thin, was immediately pulled aside, and Song Lingyue took this opportunity to break into the delivery room.

Xiangling carried the medicine box on her back and followed into the delivery room.

As soon as she broke into the delivery room, Song Lingyue smelled a strong smell of blood.

Zhao Wenpo in the delivery room raised her head and glanced at Song Lingyue in surprise, and when she saw Song Lingyue dressed as a girl, she immediately frowned:

"Are you the daughter of the Wang family? Haven't you been out yet? How can you come into the delivery room, and take a child with you, go out quickly. ā€

Then Zhao Wenpo waved her hand without thinking about it.

Song Lingyue smiled and came out: "I'm not from the Wang family, I'm a doctor, and I'm here to treat Aunt Chun'er, and she is my assistant." ā€

Song Lingyue dropped this sentence, regardless of the surprised look in Zhao Wenpo's eyes, and hurriedly came to Zhang Chun'er's side.

Zhang Chun'er was only wearing white obscene clothes at this time, and she kept breaking out in a cold sweat, the sweat was already wet with sweat on her sideburns, and even the thin profane clothes on her body were wet.

Zhang Chun'er sensed that there was someone beside her, raised her eyelids with difficulty, saw that it was Song Lingyue, and opened her lips that were already dry: "Lingyue, is it you?" ā€

Zhang Chun'er's voice was very weak, her face was as pale as paper, bloodless, and the heart-rending cry just now consumed her strength to dress up, making her lips begin to dry and crack.

"Aunt Chun'er!" Song Lingyue hurriedly squatted beside Zhang Chun'er's bed and held Zhang Chun'er's hand tightly, "Don't be afraid, with me, I won't let you and the baby have an accident." ā€

"Hmm." Zhang Chun'er's eyes were a little moist, she nodded hard, and tried hard to hold Song Lingyue's hand back.

Song Lingyue's conversation with the Wang family outside just now was listened to by Zhang Chun'er word for word, and she didn't know how to describe her mood at this time, she was sad and cold.

She couldn't help but think of the days she had been married to the Wang family for many years:

In the past five years, she has been filial to her in-laws, serving her father-in-law, raising her son, and she has done her best in everything, for fear that the Wang family will find out a mistake for her.

Even after the failure of the Wang family's business, she took the initiative to stand up and use her skills to sell jewelry in the market to supplement the Wang family.

Zhang Chuner thinks that as a daughter-in-law, she has done her due responsibilities and duties, and she has always thought that her in-laws regard her as a family.

Until yesterday, she thought so.