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Chapter 112 The big one is obsolete, and Lord Pang wants a small one

The Pang family was instantly in chaos. Lord Pang, who had just smiled, was so frightened that he almost fainted. Isn't he already recovered?

The imperial doctors were helpless. Hui Concubine could not leave the palace this time. Because of the incident with Princess Yunhe, the emperor had not seen her for several days. She was not stupid. It was because the emperor had some objections to her.

Lord Pang had no choice but to go to Yuan Rui again and ask him to find Mr. Qingyue.

"Mr. Qingyue has left. He never stays in one place for more than ten days. In his words, it is too dangerous. Isn't your son already well?

Mr. Qingyue said that this kind of injury should be taken care of slowly, and it will take three to five months to completely heal. There is no accident and it should not get worse!"

Yuan Rui answered him according to Wen Yao's instructions.

Master Pang already knew that the cause was caused by his son eating something secretly. The kitchen also came to report that the young master's servant wanted supplements and meat. Mrs. Pang acquiesced when she saw that he was fine.

Who would have thought that eating well can cause problems?

"This is my fault. The child was greedy and ate something he shouldn't have eaten. I begged the prince to help me anyway. I really had no choice."

Yuan Rui's expression was not so good: "It's already a big favor to ask someone to do something for you. Do it again..."

Sir Pang said quickly: "No matter how high the price is, I can accept it. I owe you a favor. If necessary in the future, I will go through fire and water without hesitation."

After bowing to the end, regardless of his old face, he bent down deeply to beg him. Yuan Rui said: "Sir, why are you doing this? I don't have time to do these things. You also know that my uncle and the others will come to Beijing soon...

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"Dong Guo Liang must have been wronged. I will make a plea to the emperor and give him justice."

Yuan Rui also said cheerfully: "Okay, I'll look for it. It won't take long. Mr. Qingyue shouldn't have gone far. He likes delicious food and beautiful scenery. I'll look for places with beautiful scenery. He will stay where he likes."

a period of time."

"I am waiting for the good news about the crown prince."

Yuan Rui delayed it for a day and sent people to look for it. It seemed that he had done enough, and finally there was good news. For the sake of being a former patient, he took the risk to have a look.

Wen Yao dressed up and came to Pang's house again with Yuan Rui and Yuan Hua.

Mrs. Pang and his wife were pleading, "Sorry, sir."

"Let me see if something goes wrong first. I've done more than ten surgeries like this before, and the survival rate is 80 to 90 percent."

When they arrived at Pang Chongwu's room, Wen Yao's eyes changed drastically: "What did you give him to eat? God, he is seeking death. Didn't I say he only drinks rice soup?"

Mrs. Pang murmured: "He was greedy and ate some meat, ginseng soup, chicken soup and so on. I thought he was weak and always ate rice soup and I was afraid that he wouldn't be able to stand it, so I ate a little!"

"Nonsense!"

Wen Yao was furious and scolded her as if she were scolding her grandson: "You are a doctor and I am a doctor. I don't care about children like this. A loving mother often loses her children. That's what I said about you."

If you really want to be good for your children, you should listen to the doctor's advice instead of making your own decisions. Haven't you heard?

His intestinal wound has not healed well, and the wounds to his internal organs are the most difficult to heal. He drinks rice soup to reduce the burden on his body. Can he bear it if you make him full?

I really don’t know whether you women love your children or harm them.”

Mrs. Pang was about to cry: "What can I do? It's all my fault. Please save him, sir."

As he said this, he made her kneel down. Lord Pang regretted it, "It's all because of you. Without your constant pampering, how could he have suffered like this?"

Wen Yao couldn't stand it anymore, "Master Pang, what you said is wrong. It's the son's fault for not being a godfather. Madam's fault is wrong. Are you a dead person? You can't take care of it?"

I am a straight-talking person, and I have seen a lot of human nature. I have also seen a lot of irresponsible fathers. If a child is raised well, it is the father who has taught him well. If the child is not raised well at all, he blames his wife. Co-author

Is there anything wrong with being a father?

Although I am a man, I still feel that men are not a thing. A woman is ten months pregnant and has to go through hell after giving birth. Men are just a trembling thing. They raise children and turn away from them. They only enjoy it with men. In the end

My wife’s fault?”

"Ahem..."

Yuan Rui coughed and blushed a little. Yaoyao Zhen was so brave that she dared to say anything.

Yuanhua's eyes were shining, and Yaoyao said it so well. It's so comfortable to be a man. All sufferings and sins belong to women. The world is so unfair.

Sir Pang apologized in shame: "I made a mistake. Sir, please save my son."

Wen Yao was silent, feeling her pulse for a while, and then said: "We have to do it again, but it is more dangerous, and the abdomen was disemboweled twice in a short period of time, which will cause too much damage to Mr. Ling."

"It's good to be alive."

Wen Yao thought for a while: "In this case, I will tell you the consequences clearly. Even if he recovers, he will never be exposed to meat and fish for the rest of his life. If he is raised carefully, a cold or a cough will probably kill him.

Even the subsequent reproduction of offspring will be very difficult, to put it simply, it may not happen.”

"What?"

Mrs. Pang rolled her eyes and fainted. Their family only had one seedling.

Yuanhua's eyes flashed with joy, she deserved it!

Lord Pang was a little hesitant, he was a useless person even after he was rescued.

He was silent for a long time, and gently took a sip of tea. The palace's tribute tea made Hui concubine miss her mother's family very much.

Just listen to Lord Pang say: "Sir, I am forty-two this year, do you think I can still give birth to an heir?"

"puff!"

Wen Yao squirted out a sip of tea, Yuanhua was stunned, and Yuan Rui almost hit his chin on the ground, with a look of disbelief on his face.

Lord Pang's face turned red: "My son is dying. I can't let the family lose its heir. I can only beg my husband shamelessly."

Wen Yao was shocked and didn't know what to say.

Lord Pang's move really broke his legs.

But if you think about it carefully, you can understand that instead of wasting all the family wealth to save a son with no hope, it is better to take a chance and get a small one to raise again. Anyway, he is not too old in his forties.

There are many fathers in the capital who are in their fifties and sixties, and it is not uncommon for them to have sons as old as grandsons. Lord Pang has a very lively mind.

"No, sir, you can't give up on our son. We only have one son. Please save him, sir. He won't survive, and neither will I..."

Mrs. Pang asked her maid to pinch her awake. When she heard their conversation, she was shocked. If the master could have a baby, he would definitely not have it with her. He would definitely find someone young and beautiful. She was already so old, so I was afraid she wouldn't be able to have a baby.

Pang Chongwu is her only son, not Lord Pang's only one.

Wen Yao watched them making trouble indifferently. The child has grown up like this and bullied his younger brother. Mrs. Pang is not innocent. Now that she knows she is crying, what have she done?

Lord Pang said: "Treat it together and prepare with both hands."

Wen Yao: "Master Pang is not polite to me. Why does he treat me like a donkey in the village?

This is two times of treatment. Prince Yuan, I have repaid the favor I owed you before. If I take action twice, this is two times of favor you owe me."

Yuan Rui was a little embarrassed, but he still advised him: "Save someone's life. Since you are here, sir, please help me. I, Yuan Rui, will definitely repay the favor twice."

At the worst, I can pledge myself to you, even ten times.

Yuan Rui's eyes were dark, and there was something wrong with the way he looked at Wen Yao.

The face under the gentle mask was hot. What was this guy thinking?

"Master Pang, let me take your pulse first."

Mr. Pang sat down with his head spinning, his face was as radiant as his youth. Finding a beautiful concubine to give birth to a son was a good thing for a man. They were not the ones who would conceive and give birth to a child in ten months.

Wen Yao's medical skills are really good. It can also be said that the old man's medical book is very powerful. She found the crux of the problem: "Master Pang has no big health problem. A man has forty-one flowers. This is also a middle-aged man."

My body is actually still at its peak.

But women are no longer good, and they are no longer suitable for pregnancy after thirty.

However, Sir Pang's pulse condition seems to be that he has taken medicine that is not conducive to fertility and has affected his children. I will prescribe a prescription for you to try for seven days."

Lord Pang was shocked. How could he take that kind of medicine? Many children are a blessing. If it weren't for the fact that he only had such a son, he could tolerate all his problems?

After giving Mrs. Pang a suspicious look, Mrs. Pang rolled her eyes and fainted again.

But whether the fainting was real or fake this time is intriguing.

"Your disease is curable, do you still want your son?"

Wen Yao doesn't really want to cure him anymore, as he would be relieved if he dies.

After all, he is his biological son. Lord Pang said: "It needs to be treated. At worst, I will support him for the rest of his life. He is just a debt collector, and there is nothing I can do about it."

"Okay, let's get a set of the same things we prepared last time. The sooner the better."

This time Yuanhua didn't dare to go in, so Yuan Rui had no choice but to help her.

After an hour, the two of them came out. Yuan Rui looked pale and couldn't help vomiting. Yuanhua was happy: "You vomited too, isn't it good?"

Yuan Rui fanned his nose: "It's too smelly. Everything this guy eats is stuck in his stomach. The smell is worse than the toilet. I won't want to eat for the next three days."

Yuanhua pinched her nose and hid away, but luckily she didn't go.

Wen Yao is not very good either. I have seen people seeking death, but I have never seen someone seeking death like this. Don’t you know what’s wrong with your body? Eating so much will harm others and yourself.

"It has been initially completed. Whether it can be restored later depends on his luck. I will not come here in the future. The news of my appearance in the capital has spread, and I am afraid that my enemies will come looking for me.

I will tell Prince Yuan about the aftermath in three days and ask him to help, let’s go.”

Wen Yao has a bad intuition. What if the real ghost doctor comes?

Or maybe people seeking medical treatment are blocking her. Whether to save her or not is a problem.

Unfortunately, just when he was about to leave, someone really came to see him, but this person made Wen Yao look weird, he turned out to be warm.

"You are the disciple of the miracle doctor. I am the sixth Miss of the Wen family. My compatriot brother has been weak since he was a child. I want you to save my brother. I kneel down in front of you. No matter how much it costs, I hope that you can save him."

my brother.

He has been weak since he was a child and cannot play like normal people. He goes to the academy to study and stays in the yard every day. Every time I see my brother lonely, I feel really sad!"

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