The moment he saw the prostate, Cheng Chubi exhaled, but seeing that thing was only the first step.
The biggest difficulty is how to peel off and remove the obviously swollen prostate without clear vision.
The waiting time was so boring and boring, and Cheng Chubi was not a talkative person. He would not speak at all unless necessary.
A group of famous and non-famous figures from the Tang Dynasty just stood or sat in a daze, looking numbly at Cheng Chubi's back.
Old man Zhao slept very soundly. He didn't know if he was dreaming, but he actually smacked his mouth twice.
Little by little, the peeling was carried out carefully. Cheng Chubi was very careful in his movements, and it took another stick of incense.
After letting Cheng Laowu wipe his sweat twice, Cheng Chubi let out a breath.
The prostate was finally completely peeled off.
Following Cheng Chubi's movements, a lump of fleshy stuff fell into the copper plate with a clatter.
"..." The moment Zhao Xian saw it, his eyes bulged, his head tilted, and he started retching again and again.
"Help me out, don't disturb me here." Cheng Chubi rolled his eyes at Zhao Xian with disgust, and said that he was not afraid of dying for his own father.
Now I see an enlarged prostate looking like this, tsk tsk...
Cheng Chubi's men, who were complaining in their hearts, did not dare to delay at all, and immediately used hot saline gauze strips to block the glands to control the bleeding.
The gauze strip was accurately blocked in the gland crypt and waited for enough time.
He carefully took out the gauze and saw that there was almost no blood oozing from the glands. Cheng Chubi couldn't help but praise his technique, it was perfect.
Next, after carefully completing the follow-up work, Cheng Chubi had time to turn his head.
Inside the copper plate, the red, fat, soft cotton stuff stood out very eye-catchingly.
This group of male genital accessory glands is the largest substantial vaginal organ.
The two Taoist priests also came forward and looked at the object curiously. "My dear nephew, is this object the cause of gonorrhea?"
"Yes, generally this thing has a longitudinal diameter of one inch, a transverse diameter of only one-third of an inch, and a front-to-back diameter of two-thirds of an inch."
"The weight won't exceed twenty grams...it's about four yuan. But this one from Mr. Zhao..."
Cheng Chubi pulled out the hemostatic forceps so that the two Taoist priests could see more clearly.
Under normal circumstances, the size of the prostate is the size of a small underdeveloped apple.
But the current size and weight are comparable to a fully ripe apple.
Li Ke also came closer and looked at the object curiously, pretending not to understand. "Sure enough, it is very different from a rabbit."
Cheng Chubi laughed as he looked at this delinquent prince who was well-educated and talented.
Why don't you compare the size with the blue whale in the sea? The difference between you will definitely not be small.
Well, the difference is probably as big as a brush and a mop.
His Highness the King of Shu always felt that something was wrong with Cheng Sanlang's eyes, but he couldn't explain what was wrong.
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Elder Zhao was carried into the prepared ward, but he was still in a coma and had not woken up.
Zhao Xian came to Cheng Chubi and apologized frequently with a face filled with shame.
Cheng Chubi didn't care. After all, not everyone has a strong heart, and not everyone can see blood.
"Okay, this is not a big deal. Your father's prostate has been removed. Next, he still needs to stay in the hospital, um, stay in Guanzhong for seven days."
"Everything is at Mr. Cheng's command, but..."
After Zhao Xian nodded, he glanced at the people standing around and hesitated to speak.
"But what?"
When Zhao Xian saw that there was no one around him, he braced himself and said.
"The prostate that was taken out from my father's body, I wonder if it can be handed over to Zhao..."
"You want to keep that thing?" Cheng Chubi was a little confused. This kind of medical waste usually needs to be treated harmlessly.
"No, that's it. Zhao wants to keep this thing first. After all, the body's hair and skin..."
"I understand, I understand, you are like this..." Cheng Chubi nodded suddenly, and was about to say hello.
I saw Li Ke, His Royal Highness the King of Shu, who had already opened the porcelain bottle containing the essence of the wine, and was taking deep breaths with blurred eyes.
Cheng Chubi's face turned dark, why could he meet such drunkards wherever he went?
"Eh? Brother Chubi, what are you doing?"
Li Ke hadn't even taken a few sips when he saw Cheng Chubi snatching the porcelain bottle away from him, and he couldn't help but feel a little anxious.
"Of course I have business to do." Cheng Chubi replied angrily and walked to the side in front of the copper plate with Qianliangmai.
Then he used pliers to pick up the prostate belonging to Mr. Zhao, and then carefully stuffed it into the wine bottle.
The corners of Li Ke's eyes stood up, and he grinned exaggeratedly, his face full of disbelief.
Yuan Tiangang, who happened to be paying attention here, also looked confused. "Nephew Chu Bi, you, you want to use this thing to make a tonic wine?"
"???" Cheng Chubi's face immediately turned black to the bottom of the pot. What the hell is this tonic wine?
Besides, is this enlarged prostate soaked in tonic wine to make up for its shape?
Is this the rhythm of striving to make all human prostate brothers overweight and meet in wine?
Cheng Chubi almost wanted to pull the enlarged prostate out of the bottle and stuff it directly into Yuan Tiangang's nonsense mouth so that he could make up for it.
Sun Simiao, who just walked out of the ward, was also a little confused. He just took some medicinal materials and soaked them in the wine and drank to nourish his body.
"Can this thing be repaired?" Sun Simiao asked uncertainly.
So many people spoke like this one after another, which made Zhao Xian, who suggested that he should preserve his father's prostate, feel a little unsure.
"You have misunderstood. This must be Mr. Cheng keeping this object for my father, right Mr. Cheng."
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When Cheng Chubi explained clearly with a dark face, this kind of biological tissue wanted to be temporarily preserved.
It is best to soak in the essence of this wine, which can prevent biological tissue from decaying in a short period of time.
You can't just throw Mr. Zhao's prostate on the roof and let the sun dry it out, right?
What if Mr. Zhao drinks too much one day and thinks it’s dried meat without any food or drinks?
Besides, what if a bird with blind eyes comes scurrying over and thinks that the greedy bird has taken away this thing?
At that time, Zhao Xian, the filial son who lost his father's prostate.
Can you still cut off your prostate to your biological father so that he can see and think about things?
But Cheng Chubi didn't say most of the reasons.
After all, he is an excellent medical worker with quality, ethics and medical ethics.
If you always have conflicts with patients or colleagues, it means that this person not only has low emotional intelligence, but also has insufficient IQ.
And after listening to Cheng Chubi's simple explanation, Sun and Yuan, two Tang medical experts who had lived for decades, immediately realized their mistakes.
They said smugly that they were going to visit Mr. Zhao. It seemed that they must be very ashamed in their hearts.
As for Li Ke, he looked at the porcelain vase that had fallen into Zhao Xian's arms with a distressed look on his face.
It seemed as if what was soaking in the bottle was not Mr. Zhao's severed prostate, but his beloved.