The moment he saw the prostate, Cheng Chubi exhaled a breath of turbidity, but seeing that thing was only the first step.

The biggest challenge is how to peel off and remove the prostate, which is already obviously enlarged and unsightly, without a clear field of vision.

The waiting time was so boring and tasteless, and Cheng Chubi was not chattering, he didn't open his mouth at all unless necessary.

A group of famous and non-famous figures in the Tang Dynasty stood or sat stupidly, numbly looking at Cheng Chubi's back.

Old Man Zhao slept very soundly, and he didn't know if he was dreaming, so he actually slapped his mouth twice.

Little by little, carefully peeling off, Cheng Chubi's movements were very careful, and a pillar of incense passed.

Cheng Lao Wu had already let him wipe his sweat twice, and Cheng Chubi spit out a mouthful of turbidity.

The prostate was finally peeled off intact.

With Cheng Chubi's movements, a mass of meat whirring fell on the copper plate with a bang.

"......" The moment Zhao Xian saw it, his eyes bulged, his head tilted, and he began to retch.

"Get out of here, don't interfere with me here." Cheng Chubi glanced at Zhao Xian with disgust, and said that he was not afraid of dying for his father.

At this time, when I saw a swollen prostate, it became like this, tsk......

Cheng Chubi's subordinates, who were spitting in his heart, did not dare to delay in the slightest, and immediately blocked the glandular fossa with hot saline gauze strips to control bleeding.

The strip of gauze was precisely clogged inside the glandular fossa, waiting for enough time.

Carefully took out the gauze, and seeing that there was almost no blood oozing in the glandular fossa, Cheng Chubi couldn't help but secretly praise his technique, it was perfect.

Next, after carefully finishing the follow-up work, Cheng Chubi had time to turn his head.

Inside the copper plate, the red, fat soft cotton thing is very eye-catching.

This lump of male genital appendages is the largest parenchymal ** officer.

The two Dao Masters also stepped forward and looked at the object curiously. "Virtuous nephew, is this the thing that caused gonorrhea?"

"Yes, generally this thing, the longitudinal diameter is one inch, the transverse diameter is only one inch and three inches, and the front and rear diameters are two-thirds inches."

"It won't weigh more than twenty grams either...... That's about four dollars. But this ...... of Old Man Zhao"

Cheng Chubi pulled it out with a hemostat so that the two Taoist leaders could see it more clearly.

Normally, the size of the prostate gland is the size of a small, stunted apple.

But now the size and weight are comparable to a fully ripe apple.

Li Ke also approached and looked at this thing curiously, not knowing how to pretend to understand. "It's really different from rabbits."

Cheng Chubi looked at this bad prince who was rich in three or four cars, and was only two or three years old.

Why don't you compare the size with the blue whales in the sea, the difference between you will definitely not be small.

Well, I'm afraid the difference is as big as the brush and mop.

His Royal Highness the King of Shu always felt that Cheng Sanlang's eyes were wrong, but he couldn't understand what was wrong.

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Old Man Zhao was carried into the ward that had been prepared, and he was still in a coma and did not wake up.

And Zhao Xian came to Cheng Chubi, and apologized frequently with shame on his face.

Cheng Chubi didn't care, after all, not everyone has a strong heart, and not everyone can see blood.

"Okay, it's not a big deal, your father's prostate has been removed, and he still needs to stay in the hospital, well, stay in the center for seven days."

"Everything is at the command of Cheng Gongzi, but ......"

After Zhao Xian nodded, he glanced at the people standing around and waited for him to speak.

"But what?"

Zhao Xian saw that there was no one left and right, so he stiffened his head and said.

"The prostate taken from my father's body, I don't know if I can give it to Zhao......"

"You want to keep that thing?" Cheng Chubi was a little confused, this kind of medical waste generally has to be harmless.

"No, that's the case, Zhao wants to keep this thing first, after all, the body is ...... skin"

"Understood, understood, understood, you ...... like this" Cheng Chubi nodded suddenly, twisting to just say hello.

I saw Li Ke, His Royal Highness the King of Shu, who had already opened the porcelain bottle containing the essence of the wine, and was taking deep breaths there with a blurred eyes.

Cheng Chubi's face was dark, why could he meet this kind of drunkard who caught the wine bottle and smelled it blindly.

"Huh? Brother Chubi, what are you doing here? ”

Li Ke hadn't heard a few sips, and when he saw Cheng Chubi snatching the porcelain bottle from his hand, he couldn't help but be a little anxious.

"Of course there's business to be done." Cheng Chubi replied angrily, and walked to the side of the copper plate with the leading veins.

Then use pliers to pick up the prostate that belonged to Old Man Zhao, and then carefully stuff it into the wine bottle.

The corners of Li Ke's eyes were standing, grinning exaggeratedly, and his face was full of disbelief.

Yuan Tiangang, who happened to pay attention to this side, also looked confused. "Nephew Chu Bixian, you, you want to make tonic wine with this thing?"

“？？？” Cheng Chubi's face turned black directly into the bottom of the pot. God's special tonic wine?

Besides, this hypertrophic prostate is brewing tonic wine, is it trying to make up for the shape with form?

This is the rhythm of trying to make all of humanity's prostate brothers overweight and come to the wine to meet?

Cheng Chubi almost wanted to pull this fat prostate out of the bottle and stuff it directly into Yuan Tiangang's nonsense mouth to make him make up for his form.

Sun Simiao, who happened to come out of the ward, was also a little confused. I also took some herbs and soaked them in wine while drinking them to nourish my body.

"Can you make up for this thing?" Sun Simiao asked uncertainly.

So many people spoke like this one after another, and they made suggestions, and Zhao Xian, who wanted to save his father's prostate, was also a little unsure.

"You have misunderstood, this must be Cheng Gongzi keeping this object for his father, right, Cheng Gongzi."

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Wait until Cheng Chubi explained clearly with a dark face, this kind of biological tissue wants to be preserved temporarily.

It is best to soak in the essence of this wine, which can prevent the deterioration of biological tissues in a short time.

You can't throw Old Man Zhao's prostate to the roof and dry it into a prostate in the sun, right?

What if one day Old Man Zhao drinks too much and thinks this is dried meat without snacks?

Besides, what if an eyeless bird comes over and thinks this thing is hungry?

When the time comes, Zhao Xian, who lost his father's prostate, is a filial son.

Can you still cut your prostate to your father so that he can see things and think about things?

But most of the reasons, Cheng Chubi didn't say.

After all, he is an excellent medical worker with quality, morality, and medical ethics.

If you always have conflicts with patients or colleagues, it means that this person not only has low emotional intelligence, but also has insufficient IQ.

And after listening to Cheng Chubi's simple explanation, Sun Yuan, two Datang medical experts who have lived for decades, immediately realized their mistakes.

They frowned and said that they were going to visit Old Man Zhao, and it seemed that they must be very ashamed in their hearts.

As for Li Ke, he looked at the porcelain vase that had fallen into Zhao Xian's arms with a distressed face.

It seems that what is soaked in the bottle is not the old man Zhao's severed prostate, but his heart and liver baby.