Chapter 39 Seeing the injustice on the road, draw a knife to help the business)
Cheng Chubi looked at Cheng Yaojin in shock. Hearing this, he felt as if he had met a skilled veteran anesthetist.
Even Yuan Tiangang and Sun Simiao looked at him in astonishment, wondering why this man was more understanding than the doctor. Could it be...
"Dad, do you know this thing?"
"Hehe, I not only know it, but I have also used it." Cheng Yaojin said happily, with a proud face. "Back then, your father and I..."
Halfway through his words, Cheng Yaojin finally noticed the obviously weird expressions of the two tough-nosed experts on the side. He immediately became unhappy, and his voice actually increased by a lot of decibels.
"In the last years of the previous dynasty, the world was in chaos. I saw the chaos in the world before my eyes. I had no choice but to survive.
I led a group of brothers and did a lot of business in which I drew my sword to help when there was injustice on the road. What, is there a problem?"
"..." Sun Simiao and Yuan Tiangang just laughed.
You call it a business, but you still draw your sword to help when there is an injustice? I'm going to believe you. Cheng Bully's evil self has his name written upside down.
But... But facing this notorious noble bully, the two outsiders, who were only good at Wu Qin Xi and not good at unlimited fighting, could only take it easy.
"Of course there is no problem. The last years of the previous dynasty were indeed very chaotic." Yuan Tiangang said with a serious face.
"Fortunately, the Supreme Emperor is wise and wise, and today's emperor is brave and courageous. This is the future."
"Fellow Daoist Yuan's words are reasonable. If you can bring peace and tranquility to the present day, the general is also a hero." Sun Simiao cupped his hands towards Cheng Yaojin and said.
Seeing this court bully turn from anger to joy, I couldn't help but feel a sense of sadness in my heart.
Come to think of it, he is a figure who has lived for many years, whether he is the former emperor or the current emperor.
He treats me kindly and kindly whenever he sees me, and never puts on airs in front of him.
But this Cheng, who was always ready to fall out if he disagreed with him, really made Sun Simiao want to walk away, but he was also afraid that he would not be able to leave Lu Guogong's mansion...
Cheng Chubi was a little excited inside. He didn't expect that his own father had actually done a lot of gangster activities back then. Well...that's not the point. The point is the anesthetic.
In the past, when I read romance novels and scripts, I often saw things like Mongolian sweat medicine.
It seems that although this thing has not become popular in the medical community, it is still robbing families... Ahem, there is a rumor in the circles of robbing the rich and giving to the poor.
If he can get a sample and test the effect, then Cheng Chubi feels that he is one step closer to successfully relieving Qin Menshen from his illness.
"If the anesthetic is as effective as Dad said, then the kid is at least 80% sure of taking out the arrowhead from Uncle Qin's chest."
#####
They had just left Lu Guogong's mansion and boarded the carriage. After walking for more than ten steps, Yuan Tiangang's complaints were spit out like a volley of arrows.
"Do you believe it? Anyway, Pindao doesn't believe it. This kid Cheng Laosan, Pindao always thinks there is something wrong with his brain."
"Haha, General Cheng is really fed up. He actually wants to use the sweat medicine used by those in the world to kill people and rob wealth as an anesthetic."
The carriage was really not big, and the two of them sat facing each other.
The emotional Yuan Tiangang has now turned into a troll, and Sun Simiao sitting opposite is simply the fish in the pond who has been affected.
"Fellow Daoist Yuan, calm down, calm down..." Sun Simiao said helplessly with a dark face as he wiped away the saliva that Yuan Tiangang sprayed on his face.
"I just feel uncomfortable. I think you and I are some of the best doctors in the Tang Dynasty. How do you feel..." Yuan Tiangang opened his mouth and sighed.
"Pindao is a little impatient, but he is very worried, if General Cheng tries to influence General Qin.
If that kid Hu Wei gets into an accident, this will be a big event that will shock Chao Gang."
Sun Simiao was older than Yuan Tiangang, and he was also more mature, not to mention the previous incident of rabies.
It really made this generation of miracle doctors feel more confident about Cheng Chubi.
"But listening to his words, he doesn't seem to be a reckless person. He even knows the saying, 'If you want to do your job well, you must first sharpen your tools.'"
Yuan Tiangang frowned and thought for a moment before speaking.
"This matter is very relevant. General Cheng's character has always been arrogant.
If it's...well, you and I, it's best to report to His Majesty and let His Majesty make the decision."
Sun Simiao stroked his beard for a long time. "It should indeed be reported."
#####
Li Shimin was sitting in the palace, enjoying a bowl of Tremella and Lotus Seed Soup with peace of mind. From time to time he raised his head and looked at the eldest grandson Wugao who was stroking the strings of the piano.
The clear and moving sound of the piano, distant and ethereal, made Li Shimin feel very relaxed and enjoyable.
After drinking the last sip of the soup, he moved his body and looked at the slender hands of Changsun Wugou, who was concentrating on playing the piano.
"What's wrong, husband?" The eldest grandson Wuga raised his eyes and looked up.
"Guanyin maid, your hands are so beautiful." Li Shimin smiled and gently held Changsun Wugou's catkin and whispered.
Looking at her husband's eyes, even though they are an old couple, but seeing her husband's hot gaze, the eldest grandson's pretty face like mutton-fat jade still blushed slightly.
At this moment, there was a sound of footsteps outside the hall, which was obviously deliberately loud.
Li Shimin could only helplessly sit up straight, while the eldest grandson Wugou also took a deep breath and regained his gentleness and grace as a wise empress of the Tang Dynasty.
"Your Majesty, Taoist Priests Sun Simiao and Yuan Tiangang have important matters to ask to see Your Majesty."
"The two Taoist priests have returned to Chang'an? Please invite me soon." Li Shimin raised his eyebrows and said loudly.
"Your Majesty, I am retiring." Changsun Wugou saluted Li Shimin.
"Well, Zi Tong, let's go."
Li Shimin stood up and watched the eldest grandson Wugou leave. Not long after, Yuan Tiangang and Sun Simiao arrived hand in hand.
After giving the two Taoist priests a seat, he asked about the affairs of Jingyang and Yunyang, and learned that none of the rabies victims who had been treated had developed symptoms.
Li Shimin breathed a sigh of relief and was about to say a few words of praise when he saw that the expressions of Sun Simiao and Yuan Tiangang were still solemn and he couldn't help but wonder.
"Since things between Jingyang and Yunyang went smoothly, why are the two Taoist priests still so worried?"
Sun Simiao braced himself and said.
"Your Majesty, just now Pindao and fellow Taoist Yuan went to General Cheng's residence to discuss with Cheng Chubi the treatment of General Qin's old illness..."
Seeing His Majesty's confused look, Yuan Tiangang coughed dryly and quickly explained.
"It was General Cheng who arranged for people to guard the city gate and directly dragged the minister and fellow Taoist Sun to his residence.
The third son of the Cheng family swore to us that he can cure General Qin's old illness."
"Can he treat Qin Qing's injury?" Li Shimin's face couldn't help but change, and his tone suddenly became urgent.
"Well...he said he can cure it. As for whether he can really cure it, I really can't guarantee it." Yuan Tiangang quickly stated his attitude.
Sun Simiao thought for a while and then said in a more objective tone.
"Pindao can't guarantee it, but listening to his words and observing his actions, it seems that Cheng Jiasanlang is extremely confident in this."
"Moreover, he stitched up Fang Jun's arm, shortening the healing time by half. The wound should have healed in a month.
It can also improve ancient prescriptions, so that no rabies victim who takes the medicine will fall ill."
"Of course, Cheng Sanlang has lost his memory and has not recovered from his brain disease. This is a fact, and he often talks nonsense.
But there is no denying that his medical attainments are extraordinary."