The God-Level Prodigal Son of the Tang Dynasty

Zhao Chen was quite happy about Li Shimin's arrival.

Lao Li was generous in his actions.

I came here twice, and the things I left behind were almost too big to fit in Zhao Chen's small house.

For Zhao Chen, it would be a happy life if life could continue to be so peaceful.

Zhao Chen has been writing and drawing in the study these two days. .??.

Occasionally one or two guests would be greeted by Uncle Fu.

Zhao Chen was happy to have some leisure time.

However, there was a restlessness outside Wangyou Tavern yesterday.

I heard that the sons of nobles from Chang'an City were fighting with the descendants of several generals.

There was chaos on the streets.

Fortunately, Uncle Fu made a quick decision and closed the tavern, so Chi Yu was not affected.

The three of them entered the tavern and sat down around the table.

Seeing Zhao Chen again, Li Shimin felt a little dazed.

The Zhao Chen in front of him should be Li Shimin's eldest son and the crown prince of the Tang Dynasty.

It has been sixteen years. What has this child experienced during these sixteen years?

"Zhao Chen, according to what you taught me, someone has bought dozens of piglets for castration. A few months later, someone will be able to taste this tasteless pork."

"It happened that when I was buying piglets, my subordinates met Dr. Sun, who had just returned to the city. I thought you had a gas problem, so I brought him to you for diagnosis and treatment!" Suppressing the emotional fluctuations in his heart, lest Zhao Chen notice anything strange, Li Shimin slowly spoke.

"It turns out that you are Divine Doctor Sun. I, Zhao Chen, have long admired your name." Only then did Zhao Chen realize that the old man in front of him was the famous Sun Simiao.

He stood up with a smile and bowed with Sun Simiao.

Regardless of his medical skills, Sun Simiao's medical products alone were enough to make Zhao Chen like this.

When Sun Simiao practiced medicine, he treated all of them equally, regardless of whether they were rich or poor, rich or poor, old or young, beautiful or ignorant, resentful or close friends, Chinese or barbarian, stupid or intelligent.

It is said that "human life is of the utmost importance, and a thousand pieces of gold are valuable."

Later generations also highly praised him.

"Young master is joking, I am no more old than an old man in the mountains.

I don't dare to take the word "miracle doctor" seriously. "Sun Simiao stood up and waved his hands repeatedly.

In my heart, I thought that the young man in front of me was so humble and polite at such a young age, which was really rare.

"Miracle Doctor Sun, while it's still early, let's have a diagnosis and treatment with Zhao Chen first," Li Shimin said.

It will be lunch time soon, and Li Shimin also wants to have a good meal today.

These days, he has no appetite for anything because of Queen Changsun's incident.

It’s not easy to come here, and I can go back to the headquarters with an empty stomach.

If possible, let Zhao Chen help make some dishes that Queen Changsun can eat.

I think Queen Changsun will be very happy.

"In that case, please extend your hand, Sir, and let me take a look." Sun Simiao smiled and motioned for Zhao Chen to stretch out his left arm.

Zhao Chen rolled up his sleeves, revealing his left hand and Sun Simiao.

"Master, please open your mouth and stick out your tongue." After a moment, Sun Simiao said again and stood up.

Within a dozen breaths, Sun Simiao sat back down in his seat.

"Young master's qi disease is a natural disease." Sun Simiao concluded that Zhao Chen's qi disease was born with just one word.

Zhao Chen raised his eyebrows lightly, thinking to himself that Sun Simiao was really capable.

After just a few glances, he realized that he was born with an illness, not acquired.

"Chest and epigastrium tightness, timidity, coldness and fatigue, shortness of breath and shortness of breath, difficulty in spitting up phlegm, white tongue with turbid and greasy coating, and slow and astringent pulse."

"Young master's anger is really a problem." Sun Simiao explained a few more words and shook his head slightly.

"Can the miracle doctor heal me?" Li Shimin was more concerned than Zhao Chen and asked.

"Young Master is still young and can still resist Qi disease. But if this continues, within two or three years, I'm afraid..." Sun Simiao shook his head.

Zhao Chen has been suffering from anger problems for sixteen years.

The situation is actually more serious than that of Queen Changsun.

No

But because he was young, it seemed like it wouldn't be a big problem.

But if this continues, I'm afraid it won't last long.

"Lao Cheng has a trick that can delay the young master's cough and asthma. From now on, Lao Cheng will come here every six months to diagnose and treat the young master."

"I think it can delay some time." Sun Simiao said slowly. ??

He is a doctor, and it is his duty to explain the condition clearly to the patient.

Li Shimin's expression darkened.

His wife's qi disease was difficult to treat, and the same happened to her son who had been left out for sixteen years.

"Excuse me, Doctor Sun." Zhao Chen smiled lightly.

He was not as panicked as Sun Simiao feared.

This young man has a good temperament. I don’t know how he got here in the past sixteen years.

"So, I'll take my leave first. This is the prescription. Sir, please follow this prescription and drink the medicine every day." Sun Simiao took out the pen and ink from the medicine box, wrote down the prescription for Zhao Chen, and then left.

Zhao Chen also wanted to invite Sun Simiao to have lunch here, but when he saw that he was in a hurry to leave, he put down the invitation.

"Can you still accept it in your heart?" Li Shimin asked.

"I'm used to it." Zhao Chen smiled freely.

The indifferent smile on his face made Li Shimin's heart suddenly freeze.

"certain……"

"Hey, Lao Li, why didn't your little girl come with you today?" Zhao Chen handed Li Shimin a cup of herbal tea and asked with a smile.

Li Shimin regained his composure and took a sip of herbal tea.

After one bite, the taste is not astringent, but the aftertaste seems to be sweet.

It seems to be different from the royal tea in the palace.

When he looked down, he saw that there were only scattered tea leaves in the cup, which was not like the butter tea that he was used to.

"My wife's old illness relapsed a few days ago, so Ah Zhi stayed at home to take care of her." Li Shimin said slowly.

"Is your aunt okay now?" Zhao Chen frowned, secretly thinking that Mrs. Li looked pale that day, and she did seem to have a hidden illness.

"Divine Doctor Sun has diagnosed and treated her, and there are no major problems for the time being." Li Shimin's voice was slightly low.

Zhao Chen also knew that Mrs. Li might not be in good condition.

But even so, Lao Li still thinks about himself.

"Don't worry, Old Li, everything will be fine. Today, some chili peppers were sent from my hometown. I asked Uncle Fu to make some for you to try." Zhao Chen patted Li Shimin on the shoulder.

Taking the bamboo basket of chili peppers that Aunt Zhang had just given, she walked to the kitchen.

Li Shimin looked at Zhao Chen's back, gritted his teeth, and still resisted swallowing the words that had reached his mouth.

…

"How does it taste?" Zhao Chen looked at Li Shimin and asked with a smile.

Stir-fried pork with chili peppers was Zhao Chen's previous favorite.

Unexpectedly, the first plate of chili fried pork was eaten by Lao Li in front of me.

Li Shimin was sweating profusely after eating, but he couldn't help but continue to use his chopsticks.

This spicy and fragrant taste whetted Li Shimin's appetite.

After eating several bowls in a row, Li Shimin put down his bowls and chopsticks and wiped away the dullness in his heart.

"It tastes very good. If Azhi had this meal today, he would definitely be reluctant to leave." Li Shimin said with a smile.

"Since she is reluctant to leave, you can also let her stay with me for a few days." Zhao Chen added casually.

But to Li Shimin's ears, it was different.

Two years ago, Changsun Wuji repeatedly asked Li Lizhi to marry him as Changsun Chong.

Li Shimin despised Changsun Chong, but he just couldn't get Empress Changsun to like Changsun Chong.

Since it was difficult to refuse directly, Li Shimin thought of delaying it for a while.

I also want to find someone who satisfies both myself and Li Lizhi during these times.

Before knowing Zhao Chen's life experience, he had wanted to bring the two of them together, but now...

Is it possible that this little bastard wants to attack his own sister?

Li Shimin suddenly realized.