Fang Jun looked at Cheng Sange with a dull expression, and the whole person was confused. "Third brother, when will you be sick?"

How to explain it? Because he saw that Fang Xiaoer was injured, Cheng Chubi, who exposed his medical skills, was also a little confused.

The brain frantically calculated and considered the response plan, but before that, of course, he couldn't reveal the identity of the traverser, so Cheng Chubi decided to use the other as a shield to attack the other.

"Guess how I know how to heal."

The "......" room fell into a dead silence again, the faces of the two divine doctors and Taoist masters turned faintly black, Cheng bit the golden tiger with tears in his eyes, and Wei Chigong on the side sighed for a long time, and Li Ke, the king of Shu, also blamed himself.

Fang Jun almost cried. "Little brother doesn't know, third brother, why don't we treat it?"

Cheng Chubi categorically rejected Fang Jun's proposal. "No, you can't give up treatment, am I the kind of person who is not responsible?"

As the technical backbone of the township health center, as a model of medical ethics dedicated to serving patients, it is impossible to watch patients give up treatment because of various problems.

"Believe me, you'll be fine, even if Lord Yama wants you to die in the third watch, I'm sure to delay it until the fifth watch."

Fang Jun looked at the wound on his arm blankly, and couldn't understand how such a small wound could be so terrifying when he arrived at Third Brother Cheng.

That's a canine, the main carrier of the rabies virus, if you don't deal with it carefully, what if you get infected with rabies?

Although there is no rabies vaccine, debridement is maximized and the chance of contracting rabies can be reduced.

Cheng Laosan had already called the family to bring all the objects, and Cheng Yanjin looked at Sun Simiao.

"Let's see how he does it, some minor injuries, if there is a problem, he has his own poor way and Yuan Daoyou to help."

After that, Sun Simiao and Yuan Tiangang glanced at each other, and Sun Simiao silently took out the needle bag from his arms and pulled out a three-inch silver needle.

Yuan Tiangang took out a bottle of carefully refined tranquilizing pills from his sleeve, and the two silently watched Cheng Chubi's every move, just like two seasoned hunters who were eager to try and wait for an opportunity to hunt.

“…… Dad, the third child knows medical skills? Cheng Lao Er asked in a bewildered voice.

Cheng Biting Jin slapped Cheng Lao Er on the back of the head. "Shut up, I disturbed the third child's illness, believe it or not, the old man threw you into the pot and stewed with the wolf's heart and dog's lungs."

The heads of the Cheng brothers were three points faster than a chicken pecking rice. A handful of famous and non-famous people in the Tang Dynasty are all stunned......

This is a really* extremely vicious bullies.

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Cheng Chubi's next debridement operation with prepared light salt water was skillful and dexterous, which really impressed Sun Simiao and Yuan Tiangang.

Fortunately, although the wound is deep, because it is cut longitudinally along the arm, the muscle tissue fracture is not serious, and it is easier to clean.

"General Cheng." Yuan Tiangang, who had put away the Tranquility Pill, whispered a question to Cheng Yanjin.

"The poor Taoist view is very skillful, as if it has been carefully considered, there is no nonsense, but its every move has its intention."

Sun Simiao withdrew the silver needle back into the needle capsule and said. "I have been practicing medicine for decades, but I never imagined that I could bend a needle and use it to close a wound, which is really unheard of.

"What do the two Taoist leaders mean, isn't the third child of my family Hu Lai?"

"It's not like Hu Lai, it's really like he knows how to heal." Yuan Tiangang and Sun Simiao glanced at each other and nodded in agreement.

Cheng Yanjin looked confused, his mind was a mess at the moment, what kind of virtue is this third child, can his own father not know?

Like his two older brothers, they are both brave and ruthless. Cheng Ri is not drinking and boxing and practicing axes, or hunting and frolicking with a fox friend and dog friend of the noble family, the template of the standard martial arts gentleman.

Now the two authorities in the Tang Dynasty medical circles, Taoist masters, actually think that the third child who has lost his mind and gone crazy has become a self-taught medical genius. What the hell is this?

Cheng Yanjin didn't know what words to use to describe the surging mood at the moment.

Cheng Chubi used the needle, which had been bent into a half-moon, through the skin, and then tied a surgical knot of the cotton thread with his fingers very neatly.

Since it was uncertain whether the debridement of the wound would eliminate the possibility of infection, Cheng decided to use a simple intermittent suture method for the skin and subcutaneous tissue for the sake of safety.

After tying the knot, he looked up at Fang Jun, although his face was already pale and his face was covered with cold sweat, he gritted his teeth and said nothing. Let Cheng Chubi also give him a thumbs up. "It's a man."

The cadres and others admired the neatly spaced wounds with a kind of standardization and standardization with a sense of beauty with shock or doubt.

"Brother Chubi, have you ever studied female red? This stitch sewing, I'm afraid it's no worse than the first-class embroiderer, there is a set. Li Ke, His Royal Highness the King of Shu, said in a loud voice.

The eldest brother on the side patted Li Ke's shoulder beautifully. "Don't look at my third child's illness, but he still has a stunt."

God's special female red, God's special stunt. Cheng Chubi's face turned black directly, and he really wanted to directly pull a hole on each of these two bastards' faces and sew a beautiful bow.

Let them feel that a variety of surgical suture techniques have reached the beauty of the suture art of A+ level suturing masters.

After the stitches were bandaged, Cheng Chubi told Fang Jun to remember to come over so that he could check whether the injury had changed.

Before he finished speaking, Cheng Yanjin lovingly dragged Cheng Chubi, who was about to be cleaned after surgery.

Cheng Chubi was already numb, it seemed that this father should have liked to capture the enemy generals on the battlefield back then, otherwise why was the technique so skillful that people couldn't resist.

"San Lang come here, these two Taoist masters are my rare miracle doctors in the Tang Dynasty, I came to visit you today, if you still feel unwell, you must tell the truth."

Cheng Chubi, who heard the surrounding discussions while sewing together, had already learned the identities of the two cows, well, the Taoist chief.

Cheng Chubi looked at these celebrities who were familiar with the history of the Tang Dynasty with a kind of admiration for the martyrs.

Especially Sun Simiao, a famous medical expert in history, although Cheng Chubi mainly focuses on surgery, it does not prevent him from respecting his medical predecessors.

Sun Simiao asked with a pleasant face. "Nephew, what's wrong with you since you woke up?"

"It's too much...... The little nephew can't remember many things, even his family, he can't remember......"

Cheng Chubi really couldn't squeeze out tears, since the hardware didn't allow it, he could only continue to work his expression, trying to make himself an expression that was so sad that he couldn't make himself.

Looking at Cheng Chubi, who was full of frustration and gloom, Cheng Yanjin, as a father, couldn't help but comfort him distressedly.

"It's okay, if you want to blame your two brothers. Don't worry, Dad has already pumped them out for you. ”

“……”