Chapter 4 The three primary colors of red, yellow and blue are worth having.
Hearing the word "draw", I thought about how after I woke up, I accidentally saw the elder brother and the second brother secretly rubbing their buttocks and grinning.
Cheng Chubi secretly took a breath, and sure enough, this bully father had extremely obvious muscular and violent characteristics.
It seems that they believe in the feudal social education method that filial sons emerge from under the stick. Such outdated ideas are not worth promoting.
Look at the muscles of Cheng Yaojin, his father, who are so strong that they are about to collapse, and then look down at himself. Although he has a few ounces of meat, compared with his bully father, he is not at the same level.
"Thank you very much, father, for not blaming the child. It really makes the child burst into tears..." Cheng Chubi, who decided not to stand up and sternly criticize his father's erroneous education methods, but followed the trend of feudal society, hurriedly followed the stick.
Of course I did this just to deepen the relationship between father and son, not to avoid the Cheng family law.
The corners of Daochang Sun's eyes were twitching. He really couldn't stand the disgusting scene of a loving father and a filial son, so he quickly interrupted the show of affection between the two powerful men in front of him.
"My dear nephew, where did you learn this medical skill? How did you come up with the idea of using needle and thread to mend wounds?"
"My nephew doesn't know either. I just saw Fang Xiandi's wound. There was an old man with a white beard in his head telling me how to do it, so I did it."
In order to prove that he was not lying, Cheng Chubi pointed at his head with a serious face.
"Grandpa with white beard..." Yuchi Gong touched his black beard and repeated subconsciously. His eyes were complicated and his expression was heavy. It seems that the third son of the Cheng family is really crazy...
"Yes, and not one, but three. They are all wearing the same clothes as Taoist priests Sun and Yuan.
Just one wearing yellow, one wearing red, and one wearing blue."
Cheng Chubi's expression looked so innocent and innocent. In his heart, he was crazy: the three primary colors of red, yellow and blue are worthy of being poked at you. One breath can transform the three pure things. Mmm, mmm.
The four elders looked at each other with crooked eyes. Cheng Chubi, who was already exhausted both mentally and physically, finally found a way to go back to the house to rest.
"Two Taoist priests, what is wrong with my third child?" Cheng Chubi had just left the house, and Cheng Yaojin couldn't wait to ask Sun Simiao and Yuan Tiangang who had not yet recovered from the shock.
"Well, this disease is really hard to explain. There are villains inside the head, and there are three more..."
Sun Simiao was completely confused. What kind of ghost disease was this? It was simply unheard of.
Yuan Tiangang, a miracle doctor who likes fortune-telling and massage, looked at him in shock and glazed over. "Three old men with white beards are wearing Taoist robes. Could it be that one Qing is transforming three Qings, but the color of the Taoist robes is wrong."
"..."
The first expert consultation on the third son of the Cheng family ended in a bizarre failure. After repeated discussions, Sun Simiao and Yuan Tiangang agreed that this should be a type of psychosis.
It's just that the condition is too complicated, and it's really hard to make a decision at the moment.
First, give Cheng Chubi some medicine to soothe his soul and rejuvenate his mind. The other thing is, don't make him too excited.
"The old Taoist will come back to check on the situation in the next few days. If there is anything strange about your San Lang, General Cheng, please stay calm and don't panic or let him be frightened."
"As for things like the heart of a bear, the heart of a leopard, and the courage of a dog, Pindao thought that I would give it a try for the time being. Well, forget about the heart of a wolf and the courage of a dog."
"Also, nephew Fang Xian, remember to come here in two days and let nephew Cheng Xian check it out. Don't worry, the old Taoist priest and Taoist priest Yuan will come over too, and nothing will happen to you."
"Yes, I'll come back later to check on the situation." Yuan Tiangang and Sun Simiao exchanged a look.
Cheng Chubi's skillful treatment and suturing methods left a deep impression. However, whether it is really effective and feasible will naturally not be known until Fang Jun recovers from his injury.
As famous medical experts in the Tang Dynasty, they wanted to know whether the villain in the patient's mind, Cheng Laosan, was his own delusion, or whether there were real gods giving him guidance.
This is a rare medical topic. Although these two Taoist priests do not understand what a topic is, they all have a surging heart to pursue and explore the truth.
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Cheng Chubi returned to the room and closed the door and breathed a sigh of relief. He had to praise himself for his quick wit and humor.
After all, he only inherited the body of the original Cheng Laosan, but not his soul. The original owner did not leave even a trace of memory.
Therefore, amnesia is the first choice, in order to prevent others from noticing that I am out of tune with this era.
There must be another preparation, well... having an old god in your head is a perfect choice.
Not to mention today, even more than a thousand years later, it will be very difficult to diagnose such disguised mental patients.
It is necessary to conduct an assessment on the Mental Symptoms Self-Report Scale, and also need to pass a series of complex means such as polygraphs, simple common sense examinations, psychological tests, physiological and biochemical tests, etc. to roughly judge whether the person is pretending to be crazy.
He was able to hide the truth perfectly and deceive the medical authority of the Tang Dynasty into confusion. This made Cheng Chubi feel happy and slightly ashamed at the same time.
But for a mentally ill patient who has been certified by these two medical authorities of the Tang Dynasty, tsk tsk tsk, this is tantamount to a powerful reason for him to do whatever he wants... ahem, even if he accidentally exposes his flaws occasionally, he can just get over it.
It's a pity that there is no psychiatric certificate in this era, otherwise Cheng Chubi, who comes from the 21st century and gets panic when going out without a certificate, would feel safer with this thing in his arms.
Ever since he traveled through time, he has been in a state of high spirits and alertness. Now that the crisis of identity exposure has been temporarily resolved, Cheng Chubi could no longer bear it and fell on the bed to sleep.
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In the palace, Li Shimin once again met Taoist priests Sun and Yuan. Hearing the reports of the two Taoist priests, he couldn't help but frown.
Amnesia is certain, and fear of losing one's mind and going crazy is also real, but it is difficult to judge the severity of the symptoms at the moment.
"...Thank you for your hard work, Taoist priests. I wonder if there is any possibility of a cure?"
Sun and Yuan both had bitter looks on their faces. "Your Majesty, I'm afraid it will take a while to see if it can be cured..." No one dares to guarantee that this disease can be cured.
"That's right. If the two Taoist priests need medical treatment, just come to me. If something like this happens in Cheng Qing's house, I am quite worried about him."
After the two Taoist priests left, Li Shimin summoned the eunuch with a dark face.
"Go and tell the King of Shu to think about your mistakes behind closed doors. If he dares to sneak out of the house without my will, I will break his legs."
Two famous medical experts from the Tang Dynasty, following His Majesty's order, went to the Duke of Lu's Mansion to treat Mr. Cheng's brain disease, and soon word spread.
"Have you heard? The third son of Mr. Lu's family drank and became a drunkard." The gossipy vegetable seller muttered with a mysterious look on her face.
The gossip man who was collecting the tofu stall on the side looked like he had heard it all before. "I heard that, I also heard that there are three villains fighting in Cheng Laosan's head..."
"This means that the younger you are, the less alcohol you have to drink. Otherwise, you will become a fool or a lunatic after drinking, which will be a lifelong disaster. It is better to drink glutinous rice. Although this thing has the smell of alcohol, it does not harm the human body." The stall owner of the glutinous rice stall.
Hurry up and promote your products.
"Come, come, uncle, hurry up and have a bowl. My fermented glutinous rice is fragrant and sweet."
A dedicated matchmaker who was passing by heard this gossip and couldn't help but touch the big black mole on her cheek with a look of regret.
"The noble prince's son went crazy even before he got engaged. What will happen in the future..."
All in all, the rumor that the third child of the Cheng family drank too much, resulting in amnesia and madness, quickly spread throughout the streets and alleys of Chang'an City at a speed that surpassed the United Kingdom and the United States.