Xie Jiu looked at Wei Chi with a headache and whispered: "I know this is gambling, but I am willing to gamble. At most, I will fail. I will just wander with Brother Sun for three years before coming back."

Wei Chi sighed, stared at Xie Jiu's eyes for a while, accepting the facts: "Okay, I understand, at worst I can just run away. I'm enlightened. So, now, let me tell me the reason for you making this decision."

"There are two reasons! First, we are now ordinary people in the Zhenguan period of the Tang Dynasty. This is the Tang Dynasty, which values ​​status and status. It is no longer a modern era where everyone is equal. Since we have settled in this era, we must actually plan for our future. Do you accept this reason?"

Wei Chi nodded silently. He had not thought about such a distant problem. For a long time, he had considered more about how to ensure that he and Xie Jiu could survive in the Tang Dynasty. He had not thought about the status and status. He was a person who had no great ambitions and was willing to be ordinary. Wei Chi was a little ashamed, and his thoughts were a little selfish.

Xie Jiu saw through Wei Chi's thoughts, showed a faint soft smile, and said, "Don't blame yourself. Since we arrived in the Tang Dynasty, you have almost always been in charge of everything. I have some problems with my time. Besides, we two formed a family without any emotional foundation. You are a man who is used to living alone, and your mind is naturally not as delicate as women. If you think about everything and I can't help at all, I will feel useless and disgusted with myself. Or do you think women should be a vase, dress up beautifully every day, wait for the man to come back, coax when he is happy, and ignore him if he is unhappy?"

Xie Jiu pouted slightly, frowned, and had a slightly questioning expression, beautiful and majestic. Sure enough, a beauty is a beauty, no matter what expression is, she is so gorgeous. After sweating for a moment, Wei Chi said: "I never said I like vases. I would rather jump into the river and commit suicide."

"Very good, then we will work together for our home."

Xie Jiu leaned into Wei Chi's arms and said softly. Wei Chi responded heavily, facing his shortcomings and deficiencies, and working hard to adjust his perspective on problems and his attitude towards life.

“What is the second reason?”

"The second reason is out of personal preference."

"Personal preference?!"

"I used to like reading some history books and admire that person very much. I once imagined what kind of woman she would be. Now I have the opportunity to understand it truly, and I can't control my desire to understand."

Uh... Wei Chi can hardly imagine that Xie Jiu, who has always been rational, intellectual and indifferent, would show such an expression. It was a kind of expectation, a kind of fanatical, restrained likes and worship.

"I'm sorry, I'm going to do it, but you're not allowed to laugh at me."

Xie Jiu's expression suddenly looked ugly and blushed. Rather than being angry, it was better to use her to hide some of her emotions.

So cute! It turns out that Xie Jiu would use his anger to cover up when he was shy. Wei Chi muttered in his heart, not daring to say it out loud, but laughed: "It doesn't matter if women have the right to be willful. However, when you say this, I remember that Li Shimin's children, especially the large group of princesses, were very young when they died. We can rely on advanced medical skills to become family doctors of the Tang Dynasty royal family. Hehe, at that time, we will not have to be as windy as the wind or rainy as the rain. No matter which emperor engages in political purge, we are very safe."

Wei Chi was in his mind. We didn’t know how to do politics, we didn’t know how to create arms, and we didn’t know how to command the army to fight. But we know medical skills and become a royal doctor, there should be no problem. Isn’t it easy to get it!

Wei Chi and Xie Jiu achieved unified goals on the future lifestyle of the Tang Dynasty. They only had two people, just like two small stones that were devoted to the long river of history. How big waves could it cause? It is not yet known, but everything will always be a little different.

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Without Sun Simiao's resentful eyes that made people sweat, Wei Chi could finally doze comfortably in the soft chair in the clinic. Yes, he was napping, and as a surgeon, no one came to him.

"Young Master, Young Master, wake up."

Living in his homemade sofa, now renamed Soft Chair, Wei Chi, drooling, was awakened by Wei Wen, his new loyal servant and assistant: "What's the matter?"

“There are patients.”

"Patient? Where?"

Wiping saliva, rubbing his eyes, looking around in a daze, Xie Jiu, who was sitting opposite him, couldn't help but frown and ejaculated a few eye darts coldly.

A layer of cold sweat oozed out from behind, and all the sleepiness woke up. I would like to tell Xie Jiu later that her cold eyes were more effective than stimulants.

"The patients are them?"

The person who came was a tall and strong man with a black face, a bronze skin, a beard, and a ragged dress, which was extremely depressed, but there was a fierce aura between his eyebrows, a pair of bright eyes, and a person on his back, staring at Wei Chi.

"Young Master, it's a Ranger. These people are lawless. Do you want to be punished?"

"Nonsense, life is at stake, and people are coming to the door, can you get there?"

He gave Wei Wen a blank look in anger. Wei Chi cheered up his spirits and secretly despised himself in his heart. He used to want to rest when he was at work, but now he wants to go to work when he was at rest. He is a word cheap!

"This hero, let go of the man first."

A trace of contradiction flashed in the strong man's eyes. Finally, he gritted his teeth and followed Wei Chi and put the person down. He led him to the operating room. Wei Chi stopped talking and examined his first patient.

There are many wounds on the body, and the most serious wounds are on the thighs and arms. The bones can be seen deep. The wounds have signs of infection, the wounds are red and swollen, the wounds are ulcerated, and the ulceration is very serious. The patient is still unconscious and is carrying them. His cheeks are red and he is still having a fever. He can still hear the breath of Chinese medicine. Such injuries are not serious in Wei Chi's eyes. The biggest problem for the patient is wound infection.

Wei Chi frowned and asked, "Who treated this injury before?"

The strong man who came with the patient hurriedly said, "It was Dr. Anjitang, Qianjie. He said that my brother's injury was so hard to try. Who knew that we were driven out today when we ran out of money. I had already traveled all the clinics in Xicheng City, and all the doctors said it was helpless. You are the last clinic. Doctor. Please, although I have no money, I have a lot of skills and strength. I can sell myself as a slave and be a cow and horse for you. I just want you to save my brother!"
Chapter completed!