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Chapter 284 What kind of evil did you do in the past life to fall into my house?

Chapter 284 What evil did you do in your previous life to fall into the hands of my third son (please subscribe and vote)

Prince Li Chengqian returned to Chang'an, and Cheng Chubi, as the deputy commander of the left palace in the east palace, stayed on duty for several days.

Every day I would squat in the East Palace and brag and spank with Li Chengqian who could only lean on the couch.

Listening to the chatty His Highness the Crown Prince describe what he saw and heard during this long trip.

On the third day, it was finally Cheng's turn to rest, but he was determined to be Li Chengqian's escape route.

Cheng Chubi felt that he could no longer spend his days at home and should cheer up. He also had to shoulder the responsibilities and obligations stipulated by the Imperial Physician's Order.

Therefore, when Cheng Chubi finished his duty in the East Palace and went to the Imperial Medical Office, he not only asked Cheng Liang to carry his surgical treatment box.

He also asked Cheng Guangti to sneak two chickens there.

Cheng Guang heard the Young Master's instructions and was stunned for a long time before he came back to his senses. "Sir, can we just play cards?"

"Isn't it too outrageous to eat roasted chicken in the Imperial Medical Office?"

Cheng Chubi, who was putting on his equipment, had his eyes darkened. "Who said I was going to have roast chicken? Please, can you think about it for a second?"

"Is this young master such an unreliable person?"

Facing the murderous gaze of the Third Young Master, Cheng Guang's head, which he almost nodded, suddenly turned to move left and right.

The way the big man's head swings conveys the style of the Western Regions.

"As an imperial doctor of the Imperial Medical Office, I can't continue to play with things and lose my mind, so I decided to have an operation when I am bored."

Cheng Guang's face was full of shame. He didn't expect that he had misunderstood the third son who was dedicated and devoted to his job.

"Oh, the little man, please return these two chickens and find two more in the kitchen."

"Why do we need to change?" Cheng Liang was a little unhappy. "Aren't these two just laying hens?"

"No, these two had their appendixes cut off by Young Master just a few days ago."

"..."

Cheng Chubi wrapped his black bear fur tightly and said impatiently, "Okay, just the two of them. Anyway, I won't be doing cecum surgery soon."

"What are we going to do? A gallbladder removal?" As Cheng Chubi's right-hand man in surgery, Cheng Liang asked curiously.

"No, I'm going to prepare them both for fracture surgery." Cheng Chubi said without looking back.

"Fracture surgery..." Cheng Guang glanced at the two chickens in his hand. Except for a scar on the belly, the four chicken feet appeared to be completely intact.

"Just break their legs and then heal them."

After saying this, the excellent medical worker: Cheng *cruel* Chu Bi left the house and walked into the wind and snow.

The two kind-hearted and loyal servants shuddered together.

Cheng Guang looked at the two chickens he was carrying with pity and shook his head regretfully.

"What evil did you two commit in your previous life to fall into the hands of my third son..."

"What are you two doing in a daze? Why don't you hurry up and catch up?" Cheng Chubi roared in displeasure.

The two loyal servants hurriedly rolled out of the Cheng Mansion, followed the footsteps of the Third Young Master, and headed towards the Imperial Medical Office.

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The officer at the gate of the Imperial Medical Office saw the tall and majestic Cheng Taichang approaching on horseback, and hurried forward to greet him eagerly.

"The process of seeing is too common. Going out in such weather is very hard."

"It's okay. Your concierge has enough carbon here. Don't let it freeze."

Cheng Chubi laughed and laughed. Even if he was a handyman, Cheng Chubi would never act aloof.

"Thank you for your concern, that's enough." The clerk smiled, and then he saw Cheng Guangti sneaking up the steps with two chickens.

"???" The two officers looked at this loyal servant of Cheng Taichang with confused expressions, and followed Cheng Taichang striding towards the office.

"Ah, here, didn't Cheng Taichang say he was on duty at the East Palace?..." The guard raised his hand to say hello, but he didn't know what to say.

"Old Wu, what should we do?"

"What else can we do? Hurry up and report it to Dr. Zhang. He just said that Cheng Taichang is here again and brought two live chickens into the office. He doesn't know what he wants."

Another officer hurriedly ran towards the office, and not long after, he arrived in front of Dr. Zhang's office.

In the warm spring-like public room, Zhang Yiling, who was sipping his morning tea happily, heard the news and almost had his tea soup boiled.

After slapping his mouth for a long time, he glared at the guard with a black look on his face. "Two live chickens?"

"That's right. Both the villain and Old Wu saw it clearly. There is absolutely nothing wrong with it."

"Okay, please step aside first..." Dr. Zhang put down the tea soup without any interest, and walked a few steps in the public room with his hands behind his back.

He simply left the house and went to Doctor Wang's office.

Seeing that Wang Yiling was also drinking tea, Zhang Yiling was very public-minded and waited for Wang Yiling to put down the tea bowl before speaking.

"Cheng Taichang came to the office today and brought two live chickens."

The tea soup that Wang Yiling just swallowed spurted out from his nostrils. Damn it! Zhang Yiling couldn't avoid it and hit his face directly.

The two embarrassed doctors quickly found a handkerchief to dry their appearance, and then they looked at each other in silence.

Wang Yiling stroked his heart gently and said slowly after a long time. "Is he used to hanging out at the Imperial Medical Office?"

"Is it possible that he feels too bored playing cards, and every public apartment now has a charcoal fire, so he wants to bake that thing to eat?"

"If this is really the case, wouldn't it be too much?" Doctor Zhang said, rubbing his brows with a headache.

"After all, this is a yamen that handles official business. Doing such things in a yamen is really beneath the dignity of the court."

"That's right, that's all. If that's the case, then you and I, let's go hand in hand today. Alas..." Wang Yiling stood up with a frustrated look on his face.

Why doesn't this Cheng Sanlang know where to stop?

"I didn't expect that the prince has already returned to Chang'an. Why does Cheng Taichang still come to us?"

"It's not because there is no one with a higher official position than him in the Imperial Medical Office who can control him."

"That's right, when will this worrying day end..."

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The two doctors walked hand in hand, and soon they arrived in front of the small separate hospital where Cheng Taichang was.

The handyman guarding the door quickly saluted the two bosses of the Imperial Medical Office.

"Master Cheng has gone in?"

The handyman seemed a little worried when he reported the report.

"I was scared for a while when I went in. His entourage even went in with two live chickens. The villain, the villain really couldn't stop him."

"It doesn't matter, just leave this matter to us..." Wang Yiling nodded and comforted the conscientious handyman.

Cack-clack! Cack-clack! Cack-clack! A sharp and piercing chicken crow suddenly exploded behind the courtyard door.

The doctors and officials who were passing by were so frightened that they turned their heads in confusion.

"What's going on? Where did the chicken come from in the Imperial Medical Office..."

"It seems to have come from over there."

"Isn't that Cheng Taichang's territory? Hey, Cheng Taichang is back again? What does he want to do?"

"A live chicken actually got into the office, he, alas..."

"I never imagined that the quiet Imperial Medical Office would become so filthy."

The two imperial doctors looked at the closed courtyard door with dark expressions on their faces. Did they start cutting their throats or just plucking their hair?


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