The First Family of Tang Dynasty

　　 Old man Zhao woke up, and when the anesthesia subsided, the pain in the area between his eyes and the egg made him groan.

　　 "Father? Father, are you awake?" Zhao Xian quickly got up and asked with concern.

　　 "Well, Master Cheng, old sickness..."

　　 Elder Zhao reluctantly showed a weak smile, looked around, and soon saw Cheng Chubi in weird white clothes.

　　 "The old man, please rest assured, the operation has been successful, and I have successfully removed your diseased prostate."

　　 Cheng Chubi smiled at the old man Zhao, and raised his finger to the side. "It has been handed over to your son."

　　 "After that, the old man will no longer be tortured by this gonorrhea?" Elder Zhao carefully wanted to confirm the situation.

　　 Seeing Cheng Chubi fixed his head, the old man Zhao let out a sigh of relief.

　　 "There is a son of Lao Cheng, old and old, there is no retribution."

　　 "The old man thanked Cheng Chubi for his great kindness..." The old lady of Zhao, who was in her early 60s, bowed to Cheng Chubi in tears.

　　 "Okay, the old lady must never do this, Zhao Xian, come and help your mother, let's talk first."

　　 Cheng Chubi dealt with the Zhao family who had surrounded him, reminded Zhao Xian and then left.

　　 After all, the young and old were there with red eyes to celebrate the rest of their lives. It is really inappropriate to stay there.

　　 When the family's emotions stabilized, Elder Zhao took a breath of exhaustion, and his eyes fell on the eldest son Zhao Xian.

　　 The expression is very pleased and the tone is very kind. "It's rare that my son can still remember that his body was skinned and he was taught by his parents."

　　 "Well, where did you put the old man's prostate?"

　　 "Let's show the old man, what kind of thing it is that is tortured so much that it is better to die for the father."

　　 "Father, here..." Zhao Xian took the porcelain bottle, and then carefully unplugged the cork.

　　 A strong, but mellow, rich aroma, instantly pouring from the mouth of the bottle, overflowing the entire ward.

　　 Elder Zhao couldn't help but swallowed. "Good smell of wine...but this is not what the old man wants."

　　 "Father, your prostate is in the wine..." Zhao Xian handed the porcelain bottle forward with an innocent look.

　　The young and old Zhao family with sluggish eyes: "???"

　　The old man Zhao who was slobbered by the smell of wine: "???"

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　　 Li Ke went outside the gate of Dedian, carefully looked inside, and saw that the emperor was immersed in writing.

　　 stepped into the house lightly and sat down tightly, waiting for the emperor to deal with official duties.

　　 Zhao Kun, who was standing behind Li Shimin, waited until Li Shimin finished his correction and finished writing, stepped forward and whispered.

　　 Li Shimin raised his head and looked at Li Ke before him.

　　 "The sons and ministers see the father and the emperor." Li Ke respectfully salutes honestly.

　　 "Well, how about it, what happened to Cheng Saburo?" Li Shimin put down the pen in his hand, rubbed his sore wrist and asked.

　　 "Father, this morning, Cheng Saburo had already performed the operation on Mr. Zhao and had his prostate removed."

　　 "When the child minister left, the old man Zhao had already regained consciousness. After inspection by the two Taoist chiefs Sun and Yuan, and Cheng Saburo, he was in good health."

　　 "However, Cheng Saburo said that after the operation is completed at least seven days before the catheter can be removed, and then the effect of the operation will be known."

　　 "Seven days, right? Okay, then I will wait for another seven days."

　　 Li Shimin was also relieved. It seems that Cheng Chubi, this kid, really has some real ability.

　　 However, Li Shimin is also very curious. Since ancient times, he has only heard of the internal organs and has not heard of any prostate.

　　Especially there is such an object in the human body. Li Shimin, as the resourceful emperor of the Tang Dynasty, naturally has a strong thirst for knowledge.

　　 inquired in detail about the process of Cheng Chubi's operation, and Li Shimin told Li Ke to retreat.

　　 Li Shimin stroked his temples and groaned, if the old man Zhao could really recover from his illness.

　　 means that the torture of the father is uneasy, and life is worse than death, and there is a solution.

　　 However, if you want Cheng's third child to heal his father, you must first give him a rightful identity.

　　 It seems that I have to think about it, and let Cheng Laosan get a name in the Imperial Medical Office.

　　 But, all of this, first bear with one hand, and wait three days for everything. After three days, let's look at the situation of the old man Zhao.

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　　 For the next three days, Cheng Chubi stayed in the Guan, always paying attention to the physical condition of Elder Zhao.

　　 On the second day after surgery, Elder Zhao can eat liquid food.

　　 Goat's milk and egg custard have become an essential nutritious meal that Cheng Chubi explained after surgery.

　　 Until the third day, he checked again and confirmed that he was in good physical condition. Cheng Chubi had time to return home to rest.

　　 On the seventh day after surgery, Cheng Chubi once again came to Sun Simiao's Taoist temple.

　　 And Sun and Yuan are two Taoist leaders, and Li Ke, his Royal Highness, the king of Shu.

　　 and several representatives of the relatives of the Zhao family are already here with full expectation awaiting Cheng Chubi's arrival.

　　 After carefully checking the spirited and smiling old Zhao.

　　 Cheng Chubi took out the medical kit, and after careful disinfection and cleaning, he pulled out the urinary tube that had been left for several days.

After 　　 was pulled out, Cheng Chubi glanced at the old Zhao who looked a little nervous, and his expression seemed to be lost.

　　 "Don't worry about the old man, relax, Zhao Xian asks your father to drink more water."

　　A group of people were waiting outside the ward, watching with eager eyes that Elder Zhao tremblingly poured almost a catty of water.

　　 Then, everyone waited silently, and a full quarter of an hour passed.

　　 I don’t know if it’s because of nervousness or other reasons. Elder Zhao, who doesn’t feel urinating, is already a little restless.

　　 "That son of Cheng, how about you plug in the urinary tube for me again?"

　　 Cheng Chubi is not happy directly. "The old man should not be fooling around, be patient, and have more confidence in your own body."

　　 "Well, UU reading www.uukanshu.com, I have something to drink?"

　　 "Let's do it all right... Don't drink too much. Drinking too much water can cause poisoning..." Cheng Chubi shook his head helplessly.

　　 Elder Zhao poured another pound of water, and time moved forward for almost a quarter of an hour while countless people waited like years.

　　 Old man Zhao's face began to change. "Master Cheng, I, I feel it."

　　 "...Just want to urinate, right?"

"exactly…"

　　 Cheng Chubi breathed a sigh of relief and motioned to Zhao Xian to help his father stand up, and handed the copper pot of drowning on the side to Zhao Xian.

　　 After listening to Cheng Chubi's explanation, Zhao Xian grasped his mind, and calmly carried the copper drowning pot, waiting holy and solemnly for the old man Zhao to hush.

　　 Cheng Chubi and others would naturally not squeeze into the ward to watch an elderly man hiss, and they all left the ward and waited outside.

　　 "Father, what's the matter with you?" Zhao Xian's curious question came from inside.

　　 "Old man, old man is nervous." Elder Zhao's trembling voice also came out.

　　 "Old man Zhao, don't worry..." Cheng Chubi couldn't help but raise his throat.

　　 "Yes, old gentleman, don't worry, come on!"

　　 A little Taoist priest couldn't help but clenched his fist to cheer for the old Zhao inside.

　　A little bit farther from the ward, Zhao's relatives looked nervously towards this side.

　　 "Old man, I'm afraid, I'm afraid that I will be unable to hold it..." Old Zhao was very flustered, and he was really scared.

　　 is afraid of the feeling of torture that will make you worse than death.

　　 "..." Cheng Chubi looked up at the sky with a black line on his face. You are peeing...

　　 "Old man, old man...ah!"

　　 "???"