The First Family of Tang Dynasty

The rickety carriage was swiftly moving in the direction of Lu Guo Gong's Mansion. Inside the car, the expressions of the two masters of the Chinese Medicine of the Tang Dynasty, who had only been resentful, looked a little heavy.

Especially when Cheng Yaojin talked about Qin Qiong fainting due to severe pain when he was having a banquet in his mansion, the two of them became even more slumped.

After the two Taoist leaders frowned, Sun Simiao spoke as the representative.

"It's not just the poor Dao, but Yuan Daoyou also knows very well that we have all diagnosed and treated General Qin."

"General Qin's illness is really troublesome. Especially the arrow at his heart.

It is even more painful for the general, and no one knows when a major problem will occur.

But if you want to take it out, this method of opening the chest and cutting the belly, since Nahua Tuo, no one has had a successful experience. "

Seeing the appearance of these two famous Chinese medicine masters of the Tang Dynasty, Cheng Yaojin touched his beard and struggled for a long time, before finally hesitated.

"Second, my third son said that he has a way to cure the second brother Qin's illness."

After hearing these words, the two Taoist leaders directly haha.

Yuan Tiangang looked serious and authentic. "I said General Cheng, do you believe this? Be cautious, you must be cautious."

Sun Simiao subconsciously touched the needle pouch in his arms.

"When I said this, what was so strange about the nephew Chu Bixian? For example, his face was distorted, or his gaze was dull..."

"By the way, the general, the tranquilizer pills left by Pin Dao, can they be taken by Nephew Chu Bixian on time?"

Cheng Chubi looked at these two noisy outsiders, and the fleshy face was pulled straight down.

"What do you mean by the two of you? My son helped you save so many lives, and you still treat him as a lunatic?"

"The general's words are bad. Isn't Pang Dao someone who doesn't know what is good or bad? Just the words of Nephew Chu Bixian are really too thrilling..."

"Yes, that's the meaning of poor Tao, after all, this is not a disease that can be cured with any medicine."

"But my third child is pretty sure that he has a way, um... It's just the things he said, and I'm at a loss for old Cheng.

So when I heard that the two of you were going back to Chang'an today, people stopped here. "

"I just want to invite two of you to the mansion, have a good chat with my third child, and see how Qin's second brother is treated."

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Hearing that Cheng Yaojin was leading Sun and Yuan to wait for his news in the front hall, Cheng Chubi was a little bit unable to recover.

Could it be said that there was a problem with the medicine that was sent for the second time, or what did it mean during the treatment?

Cheng Chubi ignored the three little kids behind him, and rushed to the front hall worriedly.

Cheng Yaojin strode forward, patted the most beautiful cub of the old Cheng's family, and dragged the beautiful cub to two familiar Taoist chiefs.

"Didn't you say that you can heal your Uncle Qin's injury? Old Fu specially invited these two great Chinese doctors from Datang to advise you one or two."

"Father, did you say that?" Cheng Chubi looked at the two Taoist leaders who looked suspicious in their expressions, and his heart was a bit complicated.

I really didn't expect that Cheng Yaojin, who was the father, would really take care of what he said, and he even pulled these two over for himself.

"I was stunned to do a lot, and I didn't want to talk to the two great masters of Chinese medicine in Datang."

Cheng Yaojin smiled while stroking the thick beard like a steel pin, but Cheng Chubi felt very relieved with that face full of flesh.

Cheng Chubi sorted out his thoughts and turned to the two most highly educated medical experts in Datang.

Try to express your own theories and ideas in a more subtly and straightforward way.

For example, surgery needs to be performed. Basically, sufficient surgical instruments and various surgical supplies, such as surgical gowns, gloves, masks, etc., are needed.

The bed preparation requires disinfection and skin preparation and an operating room. Even if a sterile operating room is not available in this era, it is necessary to create a qualified operating environment as much as possible.

Cheng Chudi spit and talked about it for a long time. Yuan Tiangang and Sun Simiao were confused and confused. Their father was not much better.

Seeing the performance of these three, Cheng Chubi felt weak in his heart. Why is it so difficult to communicate?

Cheng Yaojin touched his beard, and the child's gibberish was not all light. Those things that I said, don't say yes, I haven't even heard of them.

You can see the serious look of the youngest, as a father who likes to pour his kind fatherly love into his fists and feet for physical education.

The youngest, who has a bit of a bad brain, absolutely can't use that way.

If you can't convince your children with force, then you can only caress your children with virtue.

Cheng Yaojin, who had made up his mind, tried hard to squeeze out an amiable expression and said softly. "The third child, can you figure out the things you said?"

This sentence moved Cheng Chubi, his eyes were red, and he deserved to be his relatives, willing to believe in himself.

That being the case, Cheng Chubi was unwilling to let Cheng Yaojin down, thought for a while, and nodded cautiously.

"I'm afraid that if you want to prepare all the things needed for the operation, you will have to spend a lot of money..."

Before Cheng Chubi spoke, he heard a tender voice coming from the hall door. "The third brother is okay, we have money, we will buy it for you." This is the sixth.

"Yes, I have too." The fifth and fourth also said in unison.

Cheng Chubi looked at these three younger brothers, opened his mouth, but didn't know what to say.

On weekdays, I can’t wait to pick up a big stick and scream at them, but now, I just want to slap two slaps on the little heads of the three of them to show intimacy.

"You three bastards, when did you squat there?"

Cheng Yaojin had a happy laugh, strode forward, and the big hand that could lift the tripod scraped the cheeks of the three bear children in order.

"Well, brothers fighting tigers, father and son soldiers, you three boys did not disappoint Dad."

"Daddy knows your thoughts. What your third brother is going to do is a big deal. This money should be paid by your father. Save your money first and wait for it to be used by your wife in the future."

Yuan Tiangang and Sun Simiao looked at this happy and harmonious family, but they did not speak in a tacit understanding.

When Cheng Yaojin promised to the three bear children, on this day off, he would personally take them outside the city to practice riding.

The three bear children rushed out of the front hall in excitement and howling, not knowing where they went again.

Fortunately, Lu Guoguo's mansion is heavily guarded, and the three bear children can only demolish their homes in the mansion.

Seeing the backs of the three children go away, Cheng Yaojin, whose eyes were rare and full of love and kindness, turned his head and patted his hands.

"Okay, the third child, let me talk about how much money I need, Dad will give you, as long as you can save your uncle Qin's life."

"The child doesn't know, but I'm afraid it won't be too few. Whether it's equipment or everything else, the child will find a way to solve it, but only anesthetics can't help the child."

"Anaesthetics?" Yuan Tiangang and Sun Simiao were puzzled, but they didn't want to. Cheng Yaojin, who had just sat back, rolled his eyes and stopped talking, but when he saw the helplessness of his third child's face, he asked with a dry cough. Tao.

"The anesthetic you said, the third child, is the kind of thing that can be mixed with drinks to make people unconscious, right?"

"???"