In this era where the Great Tang was lacking in entertainment, the popularity of Cuju was unimaginable. This was especially so among the Imperial College students who were full of hormones, and it received great praise.
In fact, polo was the most popular sport in the Tang dynasty. It was said that Li Shimin was also very keen on playing polo. The Imperial College was too small to play polo, and the Imperial College doctors did not allow the Imperial College to play polo all day long. Therefore, Cuju became the best choice.
"Let's go. Today we must beat those guys in the Jia Dormitory."
After Qin Huaiyu and the other two finished the parabola experiment, they excitedly went to find their old enemies to fight.
Even Zu Mingjun was a loyal fan of Cuju. After returning to the prison, he put away his ancestral secret book and directly pulled Meton to join the battle for a friendly match. Unfortunately, they were both rookies and did not want them. In the end, both sides had one player each. Unfortunately, Meton was assigned to Qin Huaiyu's side.
"Bang!"
Cuju flew into the sky, and a group of walking hormones flew past.
"Is this a friendly match?" Meton hid at the edge of the field in fear. He was also known as the "Little Prince of Football" in later generations.
However, in this place where the rules were unclear, where there were no referees, where human flesh was flying everywhere, and where there were no protective measures, all of Morton's skills were rendered useless. It was all up to a bunch of animals to run around and release their hormones.
"Yeah!"
Cheng Chumo used his strong body to forcefully resist the three-man team and scored a goal. He roared in high spirits and ran to Meton to show off.
"Meton, come up quickly. If it were not for you, we would have beaten them to surrender!" Cheng Chumo shouted.
Meton shook his head in horror and would not go to the field even if he was beaten to death.
What a joke. A gentleman does not stand under a collapsing wall. In just half an hour, the two teams had lost three players. He would only be cannon fodder if he went up.
"Hahaha, the son of the Mo Family is terrified!" The A Dormitory fellows all had dejected faces as they mocked Mo Dun.
"You are not good at this! If you follow my rules, you will cry in minutes! "Meton said angrily.
"Meton, it is not enough to talk tough. A man must be strong!" Qin Huaiyu, this guy, was full of dirty jokes.
Zu Mingjun grinned. Unfortunately, this guy did not show off for long. A Cuju fell in front of him and kicked fiercely.
With a scream, the Cuju flew into the sky while Zu Mingjun was holding his leg.
"Are you okay?" Morton was shocked. He hurried to Zu Mingjun's side, only to see Zu Mingjun hugging his ankle and biting his gums. His face was covered in cold sweat. The people who were kicking excitedly stopped and gathered around.
"Maybe it is a fracture! Quickly send him to Elder Hua. " Meton checked Zu Mingjun's ankle and found that it was swollen. This kind of unprotected movement was easy to get injured. However, Zu Mingjun was unlucky and the injury seemed to be more serious.
"Everyone put in more effort!" Cheng Chumo was the strongest. Everyone worked together to put Zu Mingjun on his back.
Cheng Chumo carried Zu Mingjun and rushed out of the Imperial College's gate. Diagonally across the Imperial College, there was a big sign next to the Mo Skills Exhibition.
"Mo Hospital!"
Yes, this was the place Meton talked about at the Mo Skills Exhibition. The Mo Family and the School of Medicine were cooperating. Thanks to Li Chengqian's title of Crown Prince, he directly gave this piece of land to the School of Medicine. The area was three times bigger than the Mo Skills Exhibition. Otherwise, even if Meton was rich, he would not be able to buy such a big piece of land.
Elder Hua heard the news and came to carefully diagnose Zu Mingjun.
"It is just a fracture. After the plaster is put on, he will not be able to walk for half a month. There will not be any sequelae!" Elder Hua reported a piece of good news.
The plaster was made by Meton when he was making chalk. Since the Mo Hospital was opened, Meton recommended it to Elder Hua.
"Phew!"
Meton and the others breathed a sigh of relief. It was good as long as Zu Mingjun was fine.
"Thank you, Miracle Doctor Hua."
To be able to cure Zu Mingjun in half a month without any sequelae, with the medical standards of the Tang dynasty, Miracle Doctor Hua was indeed worthy of his name.
Soon, a few medical apprentices came to help clean Zu Mingjun's wound. They used willow branches to fix the wound and put on a plaster. A brand new linen bandage was wrapped tightly around Zu Mingjun's ankle.
"Oh! What's going on? "Li Chengqian unexpectedly appeared here.
"Why are you here?" Everyone was surprised.
"Mo Hospital is opening. Of course I have to come and take a look," Li Chengqian said with a smile. After all, the biggest shareholder of Mo Hospital was Li Chengqian. He contributed the most value to the land.
Li Chengqian looked at the plaster and bandage on Zu Mingjun's ankle and couldn't help but nod. The accompanying doctors from the Eastern Palace were full of praise when they saw the use of the plaster and the willow splint.
"This is the best way to treat bone injuries." The white-haired doctor from the Imperial Medical Department was very excited. He turned Zu Mingjun's ankle over and over again to examine it thoroughly.
Li Chengqian's confidence in the new Mo Hospital was immediately boosted. It had just opened, but it had already developed such a brilliant plan. It seemed that this Mo Hospital was indeed extraordinary.
Thinking of this, he couldn't help but feel regretful. If he had such a thing when he fell from his horse back then, he wouldn't have suffered from foot injuries.
The clean ward, the newly trained male nurses wearing white coats and masks, and the knowledge of disease prevention hung on the wall, made the doctor from the Imperial Medical Department, who had originally come to find fault, shut his mouth tightly.
He found that there were more doctors than the Imperial Medical Department, but the rest were far better than the Imperial Medical Department.
"Dr. Hua, well done!"
Meton couldn't help but praise. In just a few days, Mo Hospital had already been established and was operating normally.
"This Old Man doesn't dare to take credit. It's all thanks to the young master and the prince's help!" Dr. Hua understood that if it weren't for Li Chengqian's donation of such a large piece of land, the Mo Village's contribution, and the plaster, which was a miraculous treatment for bone injuries, he wouldn't have been able to build it.
In Chang 'an, where every inch of land was worth its weight in gold, Mo Hospital couldn't be built. Thinking of this, Dr. Hua couldn't help but feel emotional. He didn't expect that he would have such an opportunity to own such a large medical center in Chang' an.
"However, since Mo Hospital released the free information in Chang 'an, a large number of patients have come to see the doctor. Some of them are very similar to the prince's. After the Old Man gives them a detailed diagnosis and treatment, the prince will be given targeted rehabilitation training according to their medical records, "Dr. Hua said to Li Chengqian.
"Thank you, Doctor Hua!" Li Chengqian said in surprise.
Dr. Hua gave Li Chengqian a detailed examination again and was relieved. Li Chengqian's foot injury hadn't lasted long, and the doctors from the Imperial Medical Department weren't incompetent. Although they couldn't cure Li Chengqian, they didn't make Li Chengqian's foot injury any worse.
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