Cheng Chubi turned around and saw Fang Jun, who was still holding a strip of cloth hanging on his chest, and Sun Simiao and Yuan Tiangang who were still following him. Then he realized that today was the day when Fang Jun would have his stitches removed.
"You guys are here just in time. I've made some new dishes, come and try them."
"Did you do it?" Sun Simiao took a deep breath of the alluring fragrance lingering in the air and said with a shocked look on his face.
"That's natural. In front of so many people, can this junior still lie?" Cheng Chubi smiled, and all the younger brothers behind him were drooling and nodded desperately.
Yuan Tiangang couldn't help but swallow as he looked at the fish fillets that were full of color, fragrance and floating on the surface, revealing a tender and attractive color. "In this case, I will also try my nephew's craftsmanship."
A large pot of boiled fish fillets was divided into several plates. Sun Simiao picked up a chopstick of fish, took a deep sniff, and then put the fish into his mouth and chewed slowly.
"It's so smooth, tender and fragrant. The pungent taste really tempts the appetite. I didn't expect that my nephew is actually good at cooking."
Cheng Chubi chuckled and was about to say something modest, but Cheng Laosi jumped out from the side. "No, my third brother's cooking skills were all taught by the white-bearded grandfather in his head."
Yuan Tiangang almost got burned by the fish fillet covered in hot oil. He quickly let out a sigh of relief, swallowed the fish fillet, and looked at Cheng Chubi in shock.
"My third brother said that he was taught medical skills by an old man with a white beard in red robes, and that he was taught cooking by an old man with a white beard in yellow robes. Am I right, third brother?" Cheng Laosi expressed his gratitude. He looked at Cheng Chubi, whose face was a little dark.
What the hell else could I say? Cheng Chubi could only smile in a perfunctory way.
Taoist priests Sun and Yuan also laughed and exchanged crazy glances secretly. Finally, Sun Simiao cleared his throat and asked casually.
"I remember that my wise nephew once said that there were three old men with white beards in his mind. Did the old man with blue robes teach him any skills?"
Cheng Chubi fell into deep thinking, mathematics, physics, chemistry, literature, history, philosophy, music, beauty, and sports, how to get over the wall and download movies... Even the ninth set of radio gymnastics, People's Liberation Army military gymnastics, ghost step dance, popular bel canto singing method I I know it all, but can I say it?
"Can't my nephew tell me?" Seeing Cheng Chubi frowning and remaining silent for a long time, Yuan Tiangang asked curiously.
Cheng Chubi raised his head and answered seriously. "I asked the old man in blue with a white beard but he didn't answer, so my nephew really doesn't know what he knows."
"..." Yuan Tiangang's whole body is not well. If this kid was not sick, I would read the three characters "Yuan Tiangang" backwards and call him "Gang Tianyuan".
Sun Simiao stretched out his hand to wipe his face expressionlessly, wondering what he was arguing with a patient with brain disease. He picked up his chopsticks. "This fish tastes really good. Come on, come on, let's eat fish, eat fish."
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After eating the fish, Cheng Chubi took off the bandage on Fang Jun's arm, revealing the well-healed wound.
Sun Simiao and Yuan Tiangang watched as Cheng Chubi used scissors to cut open the sutures and pull them out. In a short time, they were all treated completely. The wounds appeared very smooth, with only a trace visible to the naked eye and needle holes on both sides. They witnessed This place has suffered heavy losses.
Fang Jun moved his arms cautiously, practicing his grip slowly and carefully. Everyone noticed that the skin at his wound moved with the movement of his muscles, but there was no sign of cracking.
Fang Jun's face was full of joy. "Brother Chu Bi, I feel that there is nothing wrong with my arm."
"Well, it's healing well, but this hand can only do some simple movements, not violent movements, and it can't lift heavy objects." Cheng Chubi nodded with satisfaction, and finally explained.
"If you want to return to the way you were before, it will take at least another month and a half. After all, you have injured your muscle tissue, so you'd better be careful."
"The wound has healed so well in more than ten days. It seems that your method of suturing the wound, Chu Bixian Nephew, is really effective." Sun Simiao and Yuan Tiangang looked at each other and saw the shock in each other's eyes.
In the past, the injured area could at most be wrapped with a piece of cloth. However, it is easy to cause the wound to split due to force, and even cause the clean wound to become suppurative and infected, leading to death.
Generally speaking, a wound like this on Fang Jun's arm, which is almost bone-deep, will take at least one to two months for the wound to heal completely. If the muscle is injured, even if it heals, the strength and movement will be affected.
Yuan Tiangang said in a low voice with his eyes shining. "This method can be promoted in the military and among the people. If this method is used to treat external injuries, countless people can survive."
Cheng Chubi greeted the two medical experts from the Tang Dynasty, nodded his head and replied, "This method is actually not complicated. The most important thing is that the debridement must be careful, to eliminate late infection to the greatest extent, and then perform strict sutures."
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Before he finished speaking, he heard a rush of footsteps and saw a strong man rushing over, panting.
"Fang Cheng, why are you here?" Fang Jun stood up in confusion.
"Second Young Master, something serious has happened. Madam and Third Young Master were bitten by a mad dog!" Fang Cheng, a strong man, said out of breath.
"What?!" Everyone stood up in shock.
"Mom! Where is my mother injured?" Fang Jun's face turned pale, his legs went weak and he almost fell to the ground.
"The mistress was bitten on the arm while protecting the third young master. She knew that the second young master was with the two Taoist priests, so she asked the younger one to come over quickly and invite the two Taoist priests to come over."
"Then hurry up and leave." Sun Simiao quickly picked up the medicine box he brought with him and walked out. Yuan Tiangang and Fang Jun also ran outside quickly.
Cheng Chubi was about to follow quickly. He just walked out of the hall, thought for a moment, turned around and walked quickly in the other direction.
"Third brother, where are you going?" Cheng Laosi, who had just chased him out of the hall, was a little confused.
"I'm going to get the medicine..." Cheng Chubi raised his head without looking back and headed towards the Cheng Mansion's ice kiln.
After a while, a servant led Cheng Chubi down to the underground ice kiln with a lantern.
The ice kiln was filled with slowly spreading cold air, surrounding the huge piles of ice. In the open space in the middle of the ice kiln, there was a table with a row of porcelain bottles on it.
Cheng Chubi quickly walked to the case and looked at the writing on the porcelain bottle by the light of the lantern.
The porcelain bottle with the number zero on it represents the brain of a mad dog inside, and the number one represents the brain of the first generation rabbit infected with rabies virus.
Nowadays, the only porcelain bottles placed here are numbered four. There are five porcelain bottles with the number four in total. Cheng Chubi picked up one of the porcelain bottles, put it in a special small wooden box, fixed it, and left quickly.
When he left the house, he saw the good-hearted Mr. Cheng Laosi already squatting outside the door waiting. He hurriedly hurried along and finally caught up with Fang Jun and others' car at the entrance of Fang's house.