Huang Wanzhen was not used to his sudden kindness, so she quickly said, "I bought this material myself, not your Zheng family's."

Zheng Yusang quickly waved his hands, "Look at what you're saying! Last time my mother gave you a piece of cloth, I didn't say anything!"

Huang Wanzhen retorted, "That's different. Your mother gave me the cloth so that I could accompany you to apologize to Zhu Tingzhou. I was doing this for you. Besides, your family was worried that I wouldn't dress decently and lose face for you, the eldest young master."

"I didn't take advantage of your family."

"Okay, okay, if you want to think so, then go ahead." Zheng Yusang reached forward, as if to stop him. "Isn't Mid-Autumn Festival coming soon? I need new clothes too. As my nominal wife, you should make me one. First, I have to explain to my parents. Second, if outsiders find out, they will also praise you for being virtuous."

Huang Wanzhen breathed a sigh of relief. So he just wanted new clothes. She had thought he was up to something bad. "Sure! What clothes do you want? A robe is five dollars, a suit is twenty."

Zheng Yusang bargained, "Can we use the fabric from the mansion for a cheaper price?"

Twenty yuan was his pocket money for half a month. If he gave it all at once, he would have to go back home for dinner every day for the rest of the month. That would be such a hassle.

Huang Wanzhen shook her head. "No bargaining, I can't accept it. Please go to the tailor shop."

Zheng Yusang gritted his teeth secretly. This Huang Wanzhen was really heartless. His mother was right. Huang Wanzhen was not the type to be content with staying in the royal courtyard. She needed too much discipline. A girl like her would not have a good life no matter who she married into. She would have a lot of tears in the future!

This mental victory made Zheng Yusang feel better. He carefully counted out twenty yuan from his wallet and slapped it on the table. "Make it for me first. My classmates are inviting me to a banquet on August 14th, and I have to wear it."

Huang Wanzhen picked up the dollars and checked them one by one. "Okay, don't worry about me doing the job. I won't delay your business."

Even though she was extremely busy before the Mid-Autumn Festival, Huang Wanzhen still took time to go to the hospital.

“Doctor Shen, look, I can walk in a straight line, steadily and quickly.”

In the rehabilitation room, Huang Wanzhen proudly showed her achievements to Shen Junyan.

"Pa pa pa—" Shen Junyan applauded her. "That's great! You've recovered the best among all the patients I've treated."

"Come, let me measure your foot length."

Huang Wanzhen walked over, sat on the mat, and took off her shoes and socks. "I don't know if it's a psychological effect or if it's true, but I feel like my feet are a little longer."

After measuring her, Shen Junyan patted her shoulder and said, "Congratulations, you've grown three millimeters. It's not much, but it means your feet still have the ability to grow. Eat more nutritious food, and both your height and feet will continue to grow."

"Yeah." Huang Wanzhen nodded with a smile, "Doctor Shen, do you remember that you once said that after my foot is healed, you would introduce me to a great martial arts master."

Shen Junyan stood up and took out a notebook from his white coat. As he wrote, he said, "What's the matter? Haven't you given up your passion for martial arts? It seems I have to introduce you to some martial arts."

"Baguazhang and Xingyiquan are both more suitable for girls. Which one do you want to learn?"

Huang Wanzhen didn't know much about martial arts. She only learned Tai Chi in college in her previous life, and her learning was rather perfunctory, so she didn't have any specific ideas.

"I don't understand these. Doctor Shen, please help me analyze which one should I learn?"

Shen Junyan stroked his chin, thought seriously for a moment, and then spoke, "Baguazhang focuses on walking and turning, and the movements are smooth and coherent. For girls with good physical coordination, Baguazhang's movements can better utilize their physical advantages. But you had bound feet before, and even if the surgery is successful now, you can't compare to someone without bound feet. Not only will your progress be slow, but you may not make much progress either."

"Let's practice Xingyiquan."

"Xingyiquan's movements are concise, clear, powerful, and sturdy, emphasizing the smooth and complete application of force. It uses the Five Elements and Twelve Forms as its foundational techniques, combined with internal energy. Once mastered, it can easily knock out a few untrained warriors."

"For you, there are also disadvantages. For example, it's a little late to practice internal energy at your age. Moreover, it requires internal and external conditioning with herbs, which is very expensive. 'The poor learn literature, the rich learn martial arts' is no joke. Some martial arts masters have spent gold bars that are as tall as a man if you stack them up."

Money, money, money, money again. You need money to do everything. Without money, you can't do anything.

"What if we don't use medicinal herbs?" Huang Wanzhen asked tentatively.

Shen Junyan shook his head. "No, girls are at a disadvantage because they lack energy. Without the right herbs, it's hard to generate internal energy. Every move they make is powerless, and their blows to the enemy are weak and ineffective, causing no damage."

Well, the idea of ​​saving money has failed, so I'd better spend the money honestly.

“Please ask Dr. Shen to introduce me!”

Shen Junyan put away the notebook and looked up at Huang Wanzhen. "Okay, I'll help you find a female Xingyiquan master."

"It's hard to find a female master. The martial arts schools in Tianqiao and Liulichang are all male martial artists. If you can't find a suitable female master, can you accept a male master?"

Huang Wanzhen nodded hurriedly, "Yes, I can accept it, thank you, Dr. Shen."

Shen Junyan waved his hand. "Nothing. I wish you good health, especially your feet. It would be even better if you could do some publicity for foot surgery."

Huang Wanzhen pondered for a moment and whispered, "It's not impossible. You can take pictures of my feet and hang them on the wall of the hospital for publicity, but you can't reveal my identity or name."

Shen Junyan was overjoyed and bowed repeatedly, "You are truly a woman who is as brave as a man, daring to take risks and try new things, and a hero who is even better than a man."

Before, Shen Junyan had always wanted to make a promotional brochure for foot-binding surgery to encourage women to do so, but those women had already used up all their strength and courage by the time they walked into the hospital.

Many of them gave up before even entering the operating room. The few cases that persisted to the end did not come to the hospital for rehabilitation. He could not bear to criticize them too much, and he did not dare to mention things like taking pictures.

In their view, patting their feet is an insulting act. As a principled doctor, Shen Junyan would not allow himself to make such an excessive request.

Unexpectedly, Huang Wanzhen is different from other patients. Not only does she often come to the hospital for rehabilitation, she also wants to learn martial arts from men. He inadvertently reveals his wish, which is easily captured by her. What a smart, brave, kind and righteous girl.

Shen Junyan praised Huang Wanzhen in his heart, but not satisfied, he took her to see Anthony. In front of his superiors, he praised Huang Wanzhen profusely, "Director, foot binding is an old custom in China. Ms. Huang Wanzhen was a pioneer and willing to make great sacrifices for the liberation of women. We can't let her sacrifice in vain. Shouldn't she be compensated or rewarded?"