The First Family of Tang Dynasty

　　 Fang Jun looked at Third Brother Cheng with a dull expression, and he was completely lost. "Brother, when will you be sick?"

　　 how to explain? Cheng Chubi, who exposed his medical skills after seeing Fang Xiaoer's injury, was also a little confused.

　　 The brain was frantically calculating and considering the coping plan, but before that, of course he could not reveal the identity of the traverser, so Cheng Chubi decided to attack the shield with his own.

　　 "Guess how I know how to heal."

　　 "..." The room fell into dead silence again, the faces of the two genius doctors were faintly dark, Cheng Yaojinhu's eyes were tearful, Yu Chigong sighed and sighed, and Li Ke, the king of Shu, also blamed himself.

　　 Fang Jun almost cried. "Brother don't know, third brother, why don't we stop the treatment?"

　　 Cheng Chubi flatly rejected Fang Jun's proposal. "No, I can't give up treatment. Am I the kind of irresponsible person?"

　　 As the technical backbone of the township hospital, as a model of medical ethics dedicated to serving patients, it is impossible to watch patients give up treatment due to various problems.

　　 "Believe me, you will be fine, even if the Lord Yan wants to make you die for the third watch, I am sure to postpone it until the fifth watch."

　　 Fang Jun stared at the wound on his arm blankly. He couldn't figure out how such a small wound would be so terrible when he got to the third brother Cheng.

　　 That is a canine, the main carrier of the rabies virus. If you don't handle it carefully, what if you get rabies?

　　Although there is no rabies vaccine, it can debride the wound to the greatest extent and still reduce the chance of getting rabies.

　　 Cheng Lao San had already summoned Jia Ding and brought the objects over, Cheng Yaojin looked at Sun Simiao.

　　 "Let's see how he does it. There are some minor injuries. If there is a problem, I will take action with Yuan Daoyou."

After 　　 said, Sun Simiao and Yuan Tiangang looked at each other, and Sun Simiao silently took out the needle pouch from his arms and drew out a three-inch silver needle.

　　 Yuan Tiangang took out a bottle of carefully refined Soothing Pills from his sleeve, and the two silently followed Cheng Chubi's every move, like two experienced hunters eager to try and hunt for opportunities.

　　 "...Father, the third child knows medical skills?" Cheng Lao Er asked in a low voice, bewildered.

　　 Cheng Yaojin patted Cheng Lao Er on the back of his head. "Shut up, and disturbed the third child to be ill. Believe it or not, the old man threw you into the pot and simmered it with the heart and soul."

　　 The Cheng family’s brothers’ heads are three points faster than a chicken pecking rice. The famous and non-famous people in the Tang Dynasty are all dumbfounded...

　　 This is a real* wicked bully.

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　　Cheng Chubi's next debridement operation with the prepared light salt water, the skill of the technique and the dexterity of the movements, really made Sun Simiao and Yuan Tiangang look at each other with admiration.

　　 Fortunately, although the wound is deep, it is split along the longitudinal direction of the arm, and the muscle tissue is not severely broken, so it is easier to clean. Cheng Chubi is washing the wound while considering how to suture the wound in this way.

　　 "General Cheng." Yuan Tiangang, who put away the Dingshen Anxin Pills, asked in a low voice towards Cheng Yaojin.

　　 "Pan Taoist Temple is very skilled in its techniques, as if they have been thoroughly thought out, and there is no point of nonsense. On the contrary, its every action has its own purpose."

　　Sun Simiao retracted the silver needle into the needle capsule and attached it to the road. "I have been practicing medicine for decades, but I have never thought that the needle can be bent and used to suture the wound. Such a technique is really unheard of.

　　 "The meaning of the two Taoist masters, isn't my third son foolish?"

　　 "It's not like Hu Lai, but it's like knowing medicine." Yuan Tiangang and Sun Simiao looked at each other and nodded in agreement.

　　 Cheng Yaojin looked dazed, and his brain was in a mess at the moment. What kind of virtue is this third child, can he not know what his own father is?

　　 Like his two brothers, they are both brave and vicious. Chengri is not drinking, playing boxing and practicing axe, or just safari with a friend of the Xungui family, the standard martial arts dude.

　　 Now two of the authorities in the medical sciences of the Tang Dynasty, Taoist experts actually think that the mad youngest man has become a medical genius without a teacher. What a **** in broad daylight?

　　 Cheng Yaojin didn't know what language to use to describe the feeling that was so overwhelming at the moment.

　　 Cheng Chubi used the needle that had been bent into a half-moon shape through the skin, and then tied the cotton thread with a surgical knot very quickly with his fingers.

　　Because it is not sure whether the possibility of infection will be eliminated after debridement of this wound, Cheng Chubi decided to adopt simple intermittent suture in the simple suture method suitable for skin and subcutaneous tissue for the sake of safety.

　　 After finishing the knot, he raised his head and glanced at Fang Jun. Although his face was pale and his face was covered with cold sweat, he gritted his teeth and said nothing. Let Cheng Chubi also raised his thumbs at him. "It's a guy."

　　 Everyone, with shock or doubt, admired the stitched wounds neatly spaced, with a kind of standardized and standardized beauty.

　　 "Brother Chubi, have you ever studied the female red? This stitch is stitched, I am afraid it is not inferior to the first-class embroiderer, there is a set." His Royal Highness of Shu King said in a loud voice.

　　 The eldest brother beside him patted Li Ke's shoulder happily. "Don't look at my third child being ill, but he still has stunts."

　　 God’s female red, God’s stunt. Cheng Chubi's face went black, UU read www.uukanshu. Com really wanted to make a hole in the faces of these two **** and sew a beautiful bow.

　　 Let them feel that a variety of surgical suture techniques have reached the beauty of the suture art of the A+ level suture master.

　　 The stitches were wrapped up, and Cheng Chubi confessed that Fang Jun remembered to come over, so that he could check whether there was any change in his injury.

　　 Before he finished speaking, Cheng Yaojin kindly dragged Cheng Chubi who was about to be cleaned after surgery.

　　 Cheng Chubi is already numb. This pro-father seems to have liked capturing enemy generals alive on the battlefield. Otherwise, why is the technique so skillful that it is impossible to resist.

　　 "San Lang, come here, these two Taoist chiefs are rare genius doctors of the Tang Dynasty. They came to visit you today. If there is any discomfort in your body, you must tell the truth."

　　 Cheng Chubi, who was stitching together and hearing the discussion around him, has already learned the identity of the two cows, um, Taoist chief.

　　 Cheng Chubi looked at these celebrities who were familiar with the history of the Tang Dynasty with a look of respect for the martyrs.

　　Especially Sun Simiao, a famous medical expert in history. Although Cheng Chubi's main focus is on surgery, it does not prevent him from admiring medical predecessors.

　　 Sun Simiao asked happily. "Nephew, what's wrong with you since you woke up?"

　　 "Too many... My nephew can't remember many things, even his family can't remember..."

　　 Cheng Chubi really couldn't squeeze tears. Since the hardware doesn't allow it, I can only continue to work **** the expression, trying to make myself a sad expression that I can't own.

　　 Looking at Cheng Chubi, whose face was full of frustration and sadness, Cheng Yaojin, the father, couldn't help but comforted.

　　 "It's okay. If you want to blame, blame your two brothers. Don't worry, Dad has already used them to vent your anger."

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