Wu Zheng smiled slightly, he had long expected this old man to ask such a question, not only because of the appendix cutting surgery, but also because of the current microscope and the stethoscope last time, he didn't wonder where he knew these things from when he got these things?

Even if you can endure it now, what about later? You must know that curiosity is something that will ferment in the heart, and instead of waiting for him to ask himself when his curiosity is bursting, it is better to dispel the idea of his old man as soon as possible.

So Wu Zheng thought about it from the beginning, these things are definitely not read in books, because books can't stand up to examination, with his old man's status in the medical field, what medical skills he hasn't seen? Even if this book doesn't exist at all, won't he look for it with his old connections and methods? If you can't find it, you will naturally prove that you are lying.

But if it's a dream, then there is no such concern, because the dream can't be checked, and he may not believe it at first, but after a long time in people's ears, the matter will be indifferent.

"A very strange dream, in the dream, there was an old Taoist priest who told me how to operate on people, and I had a numb boiling solution, but unfortunately there was no formula."

Huang Lao couldn't help frowning when he heard this, and said, "You don't have a word of truth in your mouth." But you're on this thing, and this thing can really make up for the defects in your son's surgery. ”

"Master, aren't you always teasing me, and the disciple also knows that Ma Boiling San can make up for this defect, but so what? This thing has been lost with the immortal death of the old man Hua Tuo. ”

"Who's? It is true that it is lost to outsiders, but for the Lumen Medicine Wang's family, what is lost is only the method of the sages to give people surgery, and this hemp boiling powder can still be remembered in our pharmacopoeia! ”

"What? Is it still so hemp? Wu Zheng jumped up from the chair all of a sudden.

Although he was surprised that Ma Boiling Powder was not lost, what surprised him even more was that since the formula of this Ma Boiling Powder would be recorded in the pharmacopoeia of the Five Clans of Yao, Hua Tuo, who created this Ma Boiling Powder, should he also be a member of the Yao Wang Clan, right?

Huang Lao seemed to be very proud of Wu Zheng's surprised appearance, and said with a smile: "Why are you so surprised? If the old man tells you that Hua Tuo is also the ancestor of our medicine king, will he have to scare you to death? ”

Wu Zheng's brows jumped, but he quickly calmed down, and then sat back on the chair, Huang Lao expected him to be scared to death The scene did not appear, but saw Wu Zheng pointing at himself and said, "You always do it on purpose, don't you?" But I'm not as good as you like.

Since our Jiang Shui Yao Wang clan is passed down to the ancient Shennong, now that you are our ancestor even if you are Bian Que, I will not be surprised. ”

"You...... You're too boring, why don't you know how to cooperate as a teacher! But what! You are smart, you are sometimes stupid and important, honestly, do you have something to find Lao Xia? ”

"How do you know?"

"You don't care how you know about being a teacher, why do you have to wait for the teacher to take you if you want to find him, if you go to him yourself, won't he see you? Don't forget that you saved his wife? And that old man is a notoriously fearful person, who is almost ninety years old, and spoils his wife like a girl. ”

The thoughts in his heart were exposed by the master, Wu Zheng did not blush, and said with a smile: "Actually, it is not a big deal, I just want to ask him to take a look at my title deed." ”

"Look at the title deed?"

"That's right! The disciple has now reclaimed more than 1,000 acres of fertile land on Shenmu Mountain, if he doesn't ask his old man to help take a look at this land deed, the disciple's heart is really a little uneasy! ”

"Can your son really cultivate fertile land in the mountains?"

"Even if Master doesn't believe me, he should believe in Chai Hu! He saw it with his own eyes. ”

Huang Lao couldn't help but tilt his head and look at Wu Zheng carefully, all of them learned to look eccentric, but no matter how eccentric he looked, he couldn't hide the shocked look in his old eyes.

Wu Zheng was really disgusted by his old age, so he asked, "Master, why do you look at me like this?" ”

Huang Lao smiled in amazement: "Master Wei really wants to dissect your son's brain to see what is the difference with Chang Rao?" Or look at your son's dream, what exactly he dreamed of. ”

Wu Zheng hurriedly covered his head and said, "You don't really want to do this!" Even if you want to be the founder of anatomy in this world, you can't contribute to your disciples! ”

"And voila! A new word popped up. Wu Zheng! ”

"Alas! What's wrong with Master? ”

"It's better not to be too smart, there are not a few people in this world who are born to know, but how many people can really die well in the end? Confused, just pretend to be confused if you're fine! Don't act like there's nothing you don't know, that's not good. As a teacher, I was ninety years old before I received such a pleasing apprentice from you, and I don't want to see you die early! ”

"Master, what are you doing with these words? It's weird in the hearts of the people. It's not that you don't know that you are old, who in this Yuzhou city doesn't know that your old Wu family has been a mallet for three generations, and the intelligence of your disciples also depends on people! Do you really think everyone knows I'm smart? ”

Huang Lao smiled slightly, and then remembered that his apprentice really had a reputation for a mallet, so most of the things he was worried about in his heart were gone, and he let out a sigh of relief and smiled: "That's good, that's good." How did you come up with the idea of cultivating fertile land in the mountains, could it be that your son saw it in his dreams? ”

Wu Zheng smiled: "If the disciple saw it in a dream, would you believe it?" ”

Huang Lao smiled slightly: "Then that dream of yours must be amazing." ”

Wu Zheng sighed: "This disciple doesn't know, your old man sleeps and dreams!" Sometimes the dream is very long, but when I wake up, I find that it is only for a moment, and some of them remember it for a moment, and some of them can no longer remember it. ”

The dream in Huang Lao's mouth is just Wu Zheng's casual nonsense.

But to be honest, as time goes by, the longer Wu Zheng lives in this world, the more people he knows, the more he can't distinguish between dreams and reality, and when he woke up in the middle of the night when he saw Seinfeld lying next to him, he himself was actually wondering if his so-called experience in his previous life was a dream.

Huang Lao felt the half-transformation on Wu Zheng's body, patted his shoulder and comforted: "That dream of yours must be very long, long!" ”

"Master, am I not there? No matter how long the dream is, it is only a moment after waking up. ”

Huang Lao smiled: "Okay, I won't ask about this dream of yours as a teacher in the future, and it's best not to talk about it in the future, it's good for our master and apprentice to know about this kind of thing, just forget about the others!" ”

Wu Zheng didn't ask why, because the time has come when the master is smart and people can't die well, the world is stupid, you are smart alone, forget it, you are smart and don't know how to converge, that is an outlier in the eyes of others, whether it is out of jealousy or not, anyway, you will become an outlier in the eyes of the world, if you don't die, who will die?

This kind of thing is the same for yourself, everyone is a mortal, you don't want to be an immortal, otherwise once you are deficient, it will be too late to regret it at that time.

So Wu Zheng nodded thoughtfully, and Huang Lao smiled and said, "Okay, take your title deed and go to Lao Xia!" Let your junior brother sit in the hall for you today. ”

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