Old Man Zhao woke up, and when the anesthesia subsided, the pain between his eyes and the egg made him moan.

"Daddy? Daddy, are you awake? Zhao Xian quickly got up and asked with concern.

"Well, Cheng Gongzi, the old sick ......"

Old Man Zhao reluctantly showed a weak smile, looked left and right, and soon saw Cheng Chubi in strange white clothes.

"Old man, please rest assured, the operation has been successful, and I have successfully removed your diseased prostate."

Cheng Chubi smiled at Old Man Zhao and raised his hand to the side. "It's been handed over to your son."

"After that, the old decay will not be tormented by this gonorrhea anymore, right?" Old Man Zhao cautiously wanted to determine the situation.

Seeing Cheng Chubi nodding his head with great determination, Old Man Zhao let out a breath of relief.

"There is a son of Lao Cheng, he is old, and there is really no way to repay him."

"Old man, thank you, Cheng Gongzi, great kindness, ......," Old Man Zhao, the lady in her early sixties, gave Cheng Chubi a salute with tears in her eyes.

"Okay, old lady, don't do this, Zhao Xian, come and help your mother, you can talk first."

Cheng Chubi dealt with the Zhao family who surrounded him, and after reminding Zhao Xian, he retreated.

After all, the family was there with red eyes celebrating the aftermath of the catastrophe, and it was really inappropriate for them to stay there.

When the mood of the family stabilized, Old Man Zhao took a tired breath, and his eyes fell on the eldest son Zhao Xian.

The expression is very relieved, and the tone is very kind. "It's rare for my son to remember that his body was skinned and he was taught by his parents."

"Well, where did you put the old man's prostate?"

"Show the old man what kind of object it is, tortured to the point that it is better to die for his father."

"Dad, ...... here" Zhao Xian brought the porcelain bottle, and then carefully uncorked it.

A strong, yet mellow, rich aroma of wine instantly gushed out of the bottle and overflowed the entire ward.

Old Man Zhao couldn't help but swallow his saliva. "What a fragrant wine...... But that's not what the old man wants. ”

"Dad, your prostate is in the wine......" Zhao Xian handed the porcelain bottle forward with an innocent face.

The dull-eyed Zhao family is young: "??? ”

The old man Zhao, who was hungry for the smell of wine: "??? ”

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Li Ke arrived outside the gate of the palace, looked in cautiously, and saw that his father was burying his head in writing.

Walked lightly into the house, sat upright, and waited for his father to handle official business.

Zhao Kun, who was standing behind Li Shimin, waited until Li Shimin finished correcting and closing the pen, stepped forward and whispered.

Only then did Li Shimin raise his head and look at Li Ke in front of him.

"Son-in-law, see father." Li Ke saluted honestly and respectfully.

"Well, how is it, how is Cheng Saburo?" Li Shimin put down the pen in his hand, rubbed his sour wrist and asked.

"Father, early this morning, Cheng Sanlang has already operated on Old Man Zhao and removed Old Man Zhao's prostate."

"When Erchen left, Old Man Zhao had already woken up, and after being examined by Sun, Yuan and Cheng Sanlang, he was in good health."

However, Cheng Sanlang said that it will take at least seven days after the operation is completed before the urinary catheter can be removed, and the effect of the operation will be known at that time.

"Seven days, huh? Okay, then I'll wait another seven days. ”

Li Shimin also breathed a sigh of relief. It seems that this kid Cheng Chubi really has some real skills.

However, Li Shimin is also very curious, since ancient times, he has only heard of the internal organs, and has not heard of the prostate.

Especially if there is such an object in the human body, Li Shimin, as a resourceful son of the Tang Dynasty, is naturally very curious.

asked Cheng Chubi in detail about the operation, and Li Shimin asked Li Ke to step down.

Li Shimin stroked his sideburns and groaned, if the old man Zhao could really be cured.

It means that the gonorrhea that tortured the father and the emperor was uncomfortable, and life was worse than death, and there was a solution.

However, if you want the third child of the Cheng family to heal his father, you must first give him a legitimate identity.

It seems that I have to think about it and let Cheng Laosan register his name in the Imperial Medical Department.

However, all this, bear with it first, everything will wait for another seven days, seven days later, and look at the situation of the old man Zhao.

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For the first three days, Cheng Chubi stayed in the temple, paying attention to Old Man Zhao's physical condition at any time.

On the second day after surgery, Mr. Zhao was able to eat liquid food.

Goat's milk and egg custard have become the essential nutritious meals after the operation.

It wasn't until the third day that he was checked again and confirmed that he was in good physical condition, and Cheng Chubi had to go home to rest.

On the seventh day after surgery, Cheng Chubi came to Sun Simiao's Taoist temple again.

And Sun and Yuan, the two Taoist chiefs, and Li Ke, His Royal Highness the King of Shu.

As well as several relatives and representatives of the Zhao family, they are already waiting for Cheng Chubi's arrival here with great anticipation.

After carefully examining this old man Zhao who was in good spirits and smiling, he examined it in detail.

Cheng Chubi took out the medical box, carefully disinfected and cleaned it, and pulled out the urinary catheter that had been left in place for several days.

After pulling it out, Cheng Chubi glanced at Old Man Zhao, who seemed to be a little nervous, and his expression seemed to be stunned.

"Old man don't worry, relax, Zhao Xian asked your father to drink more water."

A cadre of people waited outside the ward, watching Old Man Zhao tremble and pour almost a pound of water.

Then, everyone waited in silence, and a full quarter of an hour passed.

I don't know if it's because of nervousness or other reasons, Old Man Zhao, who can't feel the urge to urinate, is already a little restless.

"That Cheng Gongzi, why don't you insert that urinary catheter for me again?"

Cheng Chubi was directly unhappy. "Don't mess around, be patient, and have more confidence in your own body."

"Shall I drink some more?"

"Okay, okay...... Don't drink too much. If you drink too much water, you will be poisoned......" Cheng Chubi shook his head helplessly.

Old Man Zhao poured down almost a catty of water, and time advanced for almost a quarter of an hour in the waiting of countless people.

Old Man Zhao's face began to change. "Cheng Gongzi, I, I have feelings."

“…… You just want to pee, don't you? ”

"Yes, yes, yes......"

Cheng Chubi breathed a sigh of relief, motioned to Zhao Xian to help his father stand up, and handed the copper drowning pot on the side to Zhao Xian.

After listening to Cheng Chubi's explanation, Zhao Xian comprehended, calmly carried the copper drowning pot, and waited for the old man Zhao to shush hosh ho

Cheng Chubi and the others naturally did not crowd into the ward to watch an elderly man shush, and they all left the ward and waited outside.

"Dad, what's wrong with you?" Zhao Xian's curious question came from inside.

"Old man, old man is nervous." Old Man Zhao's somewhat trembling voice also came out.

"Old man Zhao, don't worry......" Cheng Chubi couldn't help but raise his throat and said.

"Yes, don't worry, old gentleman, come on!"

A little Taoist priest couldn't help but clench his fists to cheer for the old man Zhao inside.

Farther away from the ward, the relatives of the Zhao Mansion looked nervously at this side.

"Old man, old man is afraid, I'm afraid I can't hold it back......" Old man Zhao was extremely flustered, he was really scared.

I'm afraid of the feeling that torture is worse than death.

"......" Cheng Chubi looked at the sky with a black line on his face. You're peeing......

"Old man, old man...... Yes!! ”

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