Seeing Meton and Li Shimin return, Princess Changle's worried expression was swept away. One was her husband, and the other was her father. She naturally wanted to see the two of them get along harmoniously, but this was probably just wishful thinking.
"Ahem! It's rare for Changle to return to the palace today, so order the imperial kitchen to prepare more of Changle's favorite dishes. "Li Shimin looked at Princess Changle with a doting expression. This was also a disguised way of asking Meton to stay for a meal.
"Yes!" Pande left in a hurry.
"Thank you, Father!" Princess Changle said with a face full of happiness.
"You too. Why do you have to advocate for the CD-ROM Campaign? Do you think the imperial family will give you less than a meal every year?" Empress Zhangsun said with a face full of blame. Although she knew the significance of the CD-ROM Campaign, she still couldn't help but feel sorry for her daughter when she saw how thrifty she was.
Li Shimin immediately looked at Meton unkindly, as if Princess Changle had suffered a great grievance in the Mo Estate.
Meton couldn't help but smile bitterly. The CD-ROM Campaign's main purpose was to reduce extravagance and waste, not to be thrifty. However, Princess Changle's expenses had been reduced. This was an indisputable fact.
Princess Changle said proudly, "If I don't set an example, how can I make the world follow? In the future, I will definitely save a lot of food for the Tang dynasty."
"Then today, Mother will make an exception. Let Mother properly reward you." Empress Zhangsun said with heartache.
Princess Changle nodded her head. In front of her mother, she naturally put down the burden of being the mistress of the Mo Estate and accepted her mother's love with a clear conscience.
When Princess Changle arrived, Li Chengqian and his brothers also came to accompany her.
Everyone sat down in order, and soon, plates of delicacies were served. To be honest, although the imperial cuisine in the palace was exquisite, it lacked a bit of atmosphere. Li Shimin ate first, and only then did the others dare to eat. Moreover, there were many rules, and they were particular about not talking while eating. The entire atmosphere was very serious.
Princess Changle tasted the familiar delicacies, but she kept feeling that something was missing. When she saw Meton beside her, she suddenly recalled the scene of the two of them chatting while eating. She could not help but come to a realization. Perhaps that was the true meaning of eating. Now, it was probably just eating.
Meton did not care about that. With the delicious food before him, he downed two bowls in a row in a fit of anger. He had to admit that the delicacies of the imperial palace were indeed superior to the Mo clan in terms of craftsmanship. Just a single bowl of soup was said to have taken six hours to cook, while the food of the Mo clan was superior in terms of its novelty and variety.
He worked hard to finish off the plate of venison in front of him, and it could be said that he had truly fulfilled Changle's wish. Only then did he put down the bowl and chopsticks in his hands and let out a satisfied burp.
Li Chengqian and his brothers could not help but look at Meton in admiration. They had never dared to act so willfully in the imperial palace.
Li Shimin was expressionless towards Meton's rudeness. Clearly, he was already used to Meton. Empress Zhangsun considerately had a palace maid serve a cup of good tea for Meton to moisten his throat.
"Right, Mo Hospital has sent a piece of good news. His Highness the Crown Prince's foot injury has already been cured." Meton drank a mouthful of tea and pretended to say it casually.
"What?"
"Really?"
… … …
Suddenly, the silent atmosphere in the hall was broken. Li Shimin suddenly raised his head and stared sharply at Meton. Empress Zhangsun's face was full of shock. The chopsticks in her hand fell to the ground, but she did not notice at all.
Li Chengqian suddenly stood up and was so excited that he could not control himself. His foot injury was the biggest stain in his life. As the Crown Prince, his image was damaged because of his foot injury. Although Li Shimin did not remove him from his position as the Crown Prince, the proud Li Chengqian simply could not accept it. Fortunately, Meton had solved his walking problem, but not the root cause.
Under Meton's suggestion, the East Palace strongly supported Mo Hospital and even provided free information to the orthopedics department. Just as Meton said, in time, they would definitely find a way to cure his foot injury. Perhaps it would take eight to ten years, or even a few decades. However, Li Chengqian did not expect Mo Hospital to have found a way to cure his foot injury so quickly.
Meton said seriously, "Minister, I dare not lie to you. Mo Hospital has been treating foot injuries for free for many years. They already have a lot of experience in treating foot injuries. Many foot injuries more serious than His Highness the Crown Prince's have been cured. However, there is no such thing as a guaranteed cure in this world. We still need His Highness's medical records as a reference. However, according to Mo Hospital's estimation, there is at least a seventy percent chance of success."
"A seventy percent chance!"
Everyone could not help but fall silent. If the Academy of Medicine had a seventy percent chance of success, didn't that mean that there was still a thirty percent chance of failure?
Meton nodded and said, "If His Highness the Crown Prince is willing to wait and let the Academy of Medicine do more medical records, the chances of a cure will be even higher."
"There is no need to wait! A seventy percent chance is enough! "Li Chengqian said impatiently.
"Qian 'er, don't act rashly. If you wait a little longer, the chances of success will be higher." Empress Zhangsun advised.
Li Chengqian firmly shook his head and said, "Mother, please forgive me. I have been suffering from foot injuries for too long. When I think of a cure, I am not willing to wait even a moment longer. A seventy percent chance is enough."
"What if it fails?" Empress Zhangsun asked worriedly.
Meton said sadly, "There is a twenty percent chance that it will remain the same. In the worst case, the wound will be infected."
Li Shimin's heart could not help but sink. He had experienced war and naturally knew how terrifying an infection was. Only in the past few years, the Mo Hospital had used the method of suturing wounds, disinfecting them with alcohol, and using boiled bandages to bandage them had greatly increased the rate of recovery of wounded soldiers. Even so, there were still many soldiers who died from infection. The Academy of Medicine's highest rate of recovery was only ninety-five percent.
"I am willing to take this risk." Li Chengqian said firmly.
"Big Brother, don't be impatient. The Academy of Medicine's technology is improving with each passing day. In the future, you will definitely be able to recover without any risk." Princess Changle advised.
"Big Brother, don't act rashly. If something happens, the consequences will be unimaginable." Li Tai also advised.
The siblings all urged one after another, but Li Chengqian was not moved in the slightest.
"Your Majesty!" Empress Zhangsun could not help but look at Li Shimin. Now, the only one who could stop Li Chengqian was Li Shimin.
Li Shimin saw this and could not help but fall into a difficult position. He naturally knew that Li Chengqian's foot disease had become a sore point. If his foot disease could not be cured, Li Chengqian would always be a thorn in his heart.
"Since it is your own choice, we will fulfill your wish. I hope you do not regret it." Li Shimin's eyes hardened. Only by curing Li Chengqian's foot disease could he become the perfect Crown Prince in his heart. A seventy percent chance was already very high for ordinary people. Coupled with the Academy of Medicine's terrifying recovery rate during the Western Expedition, Li Shimin made his decision.
"I have no complaints or regrets. Even if the wound really gets infected, I hope Imperial Father will not blame anyone." Li Chengqian looked gratefully at Meton.
At this moment, he was truly glad that he had listened to Meton's advice and wholeheartedly supported the Academy of Medicine. Now, he finally had some results. Although there was only a seventy percent chance, it was enough for him to give it a try.
In his heart, he understood that his Imperial Father was a person who pursued perfection, while he was an imperfect Crown Prince. He was destined to not receive his Imperial Father's full favor.
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