"Old man, I've been feeling really anxious, wondering if my little girl's apprenticeship will go smoothly."
Tang Li lay in bed tossing and turning, unable to fall asleep. She felt uneasy because she hadn't been able to become an apprentice that day.
"There's no use in thinking about it. In the days before the apprenticeship ceremony, you should teach your little girl how to hold a needle. She hasn't even held a needle a few times yet. If she can't even hold a needle by then, she won't have the chance to become an apprentice."
Although Old Tang was also worried, he knew that a man should always be there to support and comfort his family, so he tried to offer some words of comfort.
Tang Li was reminded by the old man that she had never taught her little girl how to hold a needle. She always felt that her daughter was still young and she didn't want her to get tired, so she never taught her. It seems that she should teach her little girl in the next few days. Putting aside everything else, she should at least know how to hold a needle.
"Okay, I'll write it down tomorrow and get it done for her. I won't take her out for the next few days."
Thinking that she would teach her daughter how to hold a needle the next day, Tang Li wanted to rest early so she wouldn't be late. She closed her eyes and kept telling herself to go to sleep early, repeating it several times until she fell asleep without realizing it.
Old Tang was still wondering why there was no sound beside him. He turned his head and saw that his wife had fallen asleep. She had said she couldn't sleep, but she had fallen asleep so quickly. Before, he had someone to keep him company while he couldn't sleep, but now that his wife was asleep, he was all alone. Actually, he was also very worried, but as a man, he didn't show it.
Old Tang was lost in thought, worrying about his little girl, and finally fell asleep because he was too tired.
Tang Baozhu slept soundly through the night until dawn, and woke up very early the next day. When she got up, there was still no movement in the courtyard. She thought that her parents probably hadn't gotten up yet, after all, they were tired from driving the oxcart for a month.
I decided not to bother them. It had been a month since I'd checked the red envelope group, so I just logged in. It was already buzzing with activity.
Tang Baozhu climbed the stairs to see what they were talking about. She scrolled to the top of the chat and found that a new person had joined, who turned out to be a royal physician. Royal physicians were now cannon fodder, but the content he was chatting about was actually quite exciting.
Ancient Physician Zhang: Hello everyone, I am a physician. If anyone in the group feels unwell, feel free to contact me. Although I'm just cannon fodder, my medical skills are still quite good. Please feel free to contact me if you need anything.
Consort Su Rushi: Since your medical skills are so good, why were you used as cannon fodder?
Wang Qingqing from the Apocalypse: Tell us your story, let us hear it.
Tang Baozhu initially thought that only women were gossipy, but after reading further, she realized she had been overthinking it; both men and women have a gossipy heart.
Modern CEO Xu: I'm also very curious about how the imperial physician died? Was he caught up in the palace intrigue, like in the TV dramas?
Ancient Physician Zhang: You guessed right, and I got implicated. I was only 50 years old when I died in my previous life, and I was only in my 20s when I was reborn. I'm still a junior physician who just entered the Imperial Hospital. I really died unjustly in my previous life.
Consort Su Rushi: The peanuts and melon seeds are ready, please tell your story.
Physician Zhang in ancient times: ...
Doomsday King Qingqing: +1
Mr. Xu from Modern: +2
Ancient Imperial Physician Zhang: Actually, it was nothing. The emperor was over 30 years old and still had no children, so the collateral branches of the imperial clan got anxious. As the most skilled physician in the Imperial Medical Academy at the time, they were afraid that I would cure the emperor's illness, so they had me killed on my way home.
Consort Su Rushi: So it really is the emperor's fault?
Ancient Physician Zhang: There's a reason for that! It's always been difficult for emperors to have offspring. Originally, it was considered good if each emperor had one or two sons, but there were always some people with ulterior motives who hoped that the emperor would have no offspring so that collateral branches would have a chance. They even gave the emperor some medicine, which could cure the problem, but it made it a little difficult to have offspring. It wasn't that he couldn't have children.
Tang Baozhu felt a sense of familiarity upon seeing this, but she didn't pay much attention to it, assuming it was just a matter of people having similarities. She never imagined that there could be two people with red envelope groups in the same time and space.
The following content is all about gossiping about the emperor's private affairs. The sisters in the group even said that if they were there, they could give the emperor a bunch of sons in no time. After all, the elixirs that the sisters in the group fought over were not for nothing. They could have sons or daughters as they wished, and a whole bunch of them would come whenever they wanted.
Tang Baozhu thought of the powerful cultivators Qing Xuanzi and Qing Chenzi from the immortal realm, who had given her so many pills. What the people in the group said was indeed true.
Farm Girl Tang Mianmian: Hello everyone, it's been a long time. I'm on the new map.
Consort Su Rushi: You've finally survived. I suppose once you get past the age of ten, you can do whatever you want from now on, right? I really envy you.
Farm girl Tang Mianmian: I don't have any grand ambitions. I just want to survive, and it would be even better if I could live to be seventy or eighty years old.
Wang Qingqing from the Apocalypse: Just surviving is such a luxury for me in this apocalypse, let alone living to seventy or eighty. I'd be content just to live to forty or fifty. The apocalypse is just too dangerous. The zombies are getting stronger and stronger, and the plants and animals are mutating. Luckily, I have the support of everyone in the group, otherwise I would have been gone long ago.
When Wang Qingqing said this, no one knew how to respond. They could only comfort her, saying that the apocalypse would eventually end.
Tang Baozhu couldn't offer any words of comfort, after all, she hadn't been in his situation and couldn't truly empathize with him.
In the end, it was the old custom: every time a new person came in, everyone gave him good things to celebrate. The things in Wang Qingya's warehouse all belonged to others, so no one knew what he was missing. But considering he was a royal physician, he should be interested in medicine!
Finally, I gave him some health-strengthening and hemostatic powders. I felt that these two things would be useful to him and could make him healthier. If he could even develop a hemostatic powder, it would be a great achievement for him, and I thought it would probably lead to a promotion.
Ancient Physician Zhang: Thank you everyone for the red envelopes. The contents are all things I can use. I am very grateful. I don't have anything fancy here right now, just some pills I made myself that can treat common illnesses. I hope you won't mind.
Farm girl Tang Mianmian: It's useful, thank you Dr. Zhang. I happen to live in this ancient environment, and I'm really afraid that a cold could kill me. Thank you Dr. Zhang for the pills.
Actually, if you take a couple more pills given by powerful figures in cultivation worlds, you won't get sick at all. But it's not easy to use these things. If your father and mother at home were sick, I think Zhang Taiyi's medicine would be very effective, right? After all, he was considered the best doctor in the Imperial Hospital in my previous life, so the pills he produces shouldn't be bad.
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