The Chief Minister's Ferocious Wife

   Chapter 227 We want to grow wretchedly

   Xie Heng had no need to lie to her.

   But it's normal to think about it carefully, after all, the Tianjia is first a monarch and a minister, and then a father and son.

  The emperor has been in power for a long time, and he is not willing to let go of power.

   What's more, the Empress Yuan's family is so powerful. The emperor is probably afraid that the Qiao family will support the third prince or Junjun, so it is better to start first.

   "I know, I will be careful myself." Zhao Chuchu already had an idea in mind.

   Even if the third prince is detoxified, it must be done secretly, and the capital cannot be known, otherwise Xie Jun's life experience will be easily exposed.

   But since the third prince could recognize Xie Jun as his younger brother in his previous life, he might be able to do so in this life.

   "Does he know who Junjun is now?"

   "I don't know yet, he hasn't met Junjun."

   "Then let him see?"

   "No way."

   Xie Heng shook his head.

   The third prince in the previous life did everything he could to pave the way for him because he knew that his younger brother was still alive, causing his bad body to completely collapse and leave the world.

   There is no doubt that the third prince loves Xie Jun, even if he has met Xie Jun a few times, he does not show a trace of emotion, which makes people doubt Xie Jun's life experience.

"If you have a way to let him live for a few more years, let Junjun see him again, otherwise he will help Junjun regardless of the overdraft." Xie Heng explained, "Chuchu, the third prince's body can't stand a little bit of tossing. ."

   "Has it reached this level?" Zhao Chuchu frowned slightly, "If he is cured, will he be detrimental to you and Junjun?"

   "He won't." Xie Heng was firm, "but the people behind him will."

   Zhao Chuchu: "..."

   What's the difference between that and what he did?

  The struggle for power is always so cruel, even if you don't want to do it, the people behind you will push you to do it.

  Because once you stand in that position, you represent more than yourself!

"So Chu Chu, I don't want you to walk in muddy waters, at least not now, I'm not strong enough to protect you." Xie Heng said sternly, "No matter how good the third prince is, his power is in conflict with our interests. "

   "I understand." Zhao Chuchu nodded.

   As long as the third prince lives for one day, they hope that the third prince will ascend the throne.

   Even if the third prince did not want to do it, he would be pushed forward by them involuntarily.

  The royal struggle is the most **** and bloody. No matter how powerful she is, she is only powerful in medicine. Even if she has supernatural powers, she is no match for thousands of troops.

   And Xie Heng was just a little scholar, Xie Jun was only ten years old.

   "Chuchu, our road is not easy to walk, so we can't be too public, and the early bird only gets beaten."

   "Yes, we want to grow in a vulgar way. The road is long and long, Dalang, come on."

   It is up to you to work hard to become the first assistant of the powerful government and opposition!

   Of course, Zhao Chuchu has no pursuit of power. What she pursues is to eat well, clothe herself, and live well. She doesn't have to go out to fight zombies every day. It's as simple as working hard for a meal.

  …

   The next day.

   Zhao Chuchu got up early, and after breakfast, set off for other villages.

   Before leaving, she instructed the village chief: "Today, be sure to keep someone to guard the Dachuan family well, so that nothing happens. Some people in your village are already going crazy, and will do whatever they can to do crazy things."

   Seeing Zhao Chuchu being so serious, the village chief did not dare to be careless: "Okay, Madam Xie, don't worry, I will definitely arrange people well."

   "I'm going to Chenjiazhuang today, just come and find me there if you have anything."

   Zhao Chuchu informed the village chief of his whereabouts, and then took Xie Heng and Xie Jun to leave Heyang Village.

  Chenjiazhuang is not far from Heyang Village, so there are only two patients to be operated on.

   Knowing Zhao Chuchu's rules, the people in Chenjiazhuang did not dare to offend Zhao Chuchu, they were very respectful to Zhao Chuchu, and Zhao Chuchu would give whatever they wanted, without saying anything else, so that Zhao Chuchu would not care about their life or death in a fit of anger.

   After all, there are people in the town and Heyang Village who have proved that Zhao Chuchu can really cure the strange disease of the stomach.

   Zhao Chuchu also told the people in Chenjiazhuang why they were sick, and helped them find out the water-affected areas, and told them how to deal with it, so that they could learn how to do it in Heyang Village.

   In the following days, Zhao Chuchu ran around in various villages, so busy that he lost weight.

   In the blink of an eye, it was August, and the stomach ailment in Qiaoyi Town finally disappeared under the treatment of Zhao Chuchu.

   There was no large-scale outbreak of stomach disease, and when the imperial physician came to Qiaoyi Town, he was also amazed at Zhao Chuchu's medical skills.

   But it was a pity that Zhao Chuchu was the one who knew medical skills instead of Xie Heng, otherwise he would have recommended someone to go to Tai Hospital.

"Xie Niangzi, I have to thank you for this strange disease in Qiaoyi Town, otherwise I don't know what it will turn into in the end." The imperial doctor is not as arrogant as Dr. Jiang, even if he is not willing to contact a little girl, he still maintains it. Superficial effort.

   "The Imperial Physician is very polite. I also received money to treat the disease. I can't say thanks. It is only natural to use the money to do things." Zhao Chuchu smiled. How could she not see that the imperial physician looked down on women?

   It's just that people's superficial skills are good, and she can't reach out and hit smiling people.

   "According to local reports, besides Qiaoyi Town, there are patients with big stomachs in other places. I wonder if Mrs. Xie can hand over the prescription to the imperial court?" asked the imperial physician.

   Zhao Chuchu: "...???"

  It is one thing that she is willing to give, but it is another thing for the imperial doctor to ask.

  Qiao Heting didn't say that she should hand in the prescription for treatment. What kind of cookie is this imperial doctor?

   Open your mouth and let someone give you a recipe for free. In this era, it is most taboo to reach out and ask someone for a secret recipe. This imperial doctor is really a matter of course!

   Zhao Chuchu originally wanted to hand over the recipe.

   But this imperial doctor stretched out his hand while looking down on it. The food should not be too ugly.

"Young Master Qiao's money, this recipe already belongs to Young Master Qiao. If the imperial doctor wants a prescription, why not ask Master Qiao for it? Forgive me, I can't do such a treasonous thing, the imperial doctor can understand, right? After all Every doctor has his own ancestral recipe."

   Zhao Chuchu's words made her face red.

   Zhao Chuchu almost pointed at his nose and scolded shameless.

   But he was the one who was at fault, and Zhao Chuchu saw what he was thinking, and immediately became angry: "The court wants your prescription to look down on you. If you delay patients in other places, can you afford it?"

"The imperial doctor's words are bad. It is the imperial doctor's job to take the imperial salaries to relieve the troubles of the imperial court. I am just a little woman, and I will come if someone invites me. If the doctor must selflessly dedicate himself, why don't you first, the imperial doctor? Bring out what you have learned in your life?"

   Zhao Chuchu was furious at the Tai doctor.

  The imperial doctor pointed at Zhao Chuchu, but couldn't say a word for a long time: "You, you..."

   "The Imperial Physician is doing a good job of being generous to others. How could it be his turn to be so embarrassed and angry? You really don't use this kind of double standard smoothly. Is it possible that the same is true in the Imperial Hospital?"

   (end of this chapter)