The Mansion of Lu Guogong.

At the gate, Cheng Gongzi, who had just come back from outside, was very elated.

As soon as Cheng Chumo came back, he went straight to the martial arts arena!

At this time, Cheng Yanjin was playing with a knife there.

Seeing that his son was in such a hurry, the grandfather of the country put away the knife in his hand without hurry, and spoke slowly.

"Why are you so surprised?"

Cheng Chumo rushed in front of him, his mouth grinning so much that he was about to show his back molars.

"Dad, have you heard about the second child of the Fang family?"

"Hahahaha...... I really laughed at it! ”

The second child of the Fang family?

Isn't that the love of the house?

Hearing that the matter was related to him, Cheng Yanjin finally became less calm.

Like Fang Yiai, a well-known gentleman in Beijing, ordinary things will definitely not make Cheng Chumo gloat like this.

His ridiculous deeds have even been heard of by Cheng Yanjin.

There is not yet one that can make Cheng Chumo like this!

He put down the knife and pulled his son to sit next to him:

"What's the matter, you tell me carefully."

Cheng Chumo patted his thigh and started laughing directly:

"A while ago, didn't Lu Heng beat Zheng Xuanguo? The kid of the Zheng family has a good relationship with Fang Yiai, and the fox friends and dog friends get together. ”

"Later, Lu Heng went to the Drunken Immortal Building, and he bumped into Fang Yiai!"

"At that time, Fang Yiai wanted to find fault, and inexplicably lost to Lu Heng on his own turf."

"And guess what?"

"Lu Heng wants to buy a restaurant in the West Market again, it is still a royal property, and Fang Yiai went to sneer after hearing about it."

"As a result, after a while, Lu Heng came back with his father-in-law, and he also brought the deed stamped by His Majesty himself!"

"In the past few days, Fang Yiai's kid has shrunk at home and didn't dare to come out, it's embarrassing!"

"Hahaha...... You say it's funny! ”

Cheng Yanjin was stunned at first.

Immediately, he did not laugh with his son.

Instead, his face became solemn.

Seeing this, Cheng Chumo couldn't help but stop laughing, and said with a blank face:

"Daddy...... What are you doing? ”

"Isn't it funny?"

Cheng Yanjin thought for a long time.

After a long time, he spoke slowly.

"Do you think that Fang Yiai can admit it so easily?"

"His reputation in Chang'an City is well known."

"Even if Fang Xuanling comes, it will be impossible for him to shrink at home after that."

"Think about it."

"Why the hell is he so scared?"

Cheng Chumo only cared about laughing before, and didn't think about these things at all.

In his opinion, if he was caught by his father when he was stealing chickens and dogs outside, I am afraid it would be exactly the same as Fang Yiai.

Think about it.

It's true that Fang Xuanling is notorious, but he has the mother who protects the calf, even Fang Xuanling can't do anything about it.

The only possibility is ......

Hiding in the house is the choice of Fang Yuai's own love!

"No, the old man wants to go out!"

Cheng Yanjin Huoran got up and prepared to change his clothes and go out on the spot.

Behind him, Cheng Chu said in a hurry:

"Dad, where are you going, why don't you take me?"

"Shouldn't I be going to Fang's house to see the excitement?"

Cheng Biting Jin turned around and gave his son a brain meltdown.

"Go to the house of a fart!"

He said angrily:

"Go to Lu Heng's medical hall!"

………………

on the carriage.

Cheng Yanjin glanced at his son.

In this Chang'an City, various families, or the founding nobles like them, have their own sides.

Maybe it's not obvious now.

But let's take Fang Xuanling as an example-

It is impossible for this treacherous and cunning guy not to know that Fang Yiai and King Wei are getting close.

But he didn't intervene in the matter.

The signs are already obvious.

The Fang family does not stand on anyone's side on the surface, but Fang Xuanling himself is the actual teacher of the prince, and Fang Yiai is friendly with Li Tai, the king of Wei.

No matter who takes the throne in the future, the Fang family will not fall!

After pondering for a long time, Cheng Yanjin suddenly spoke:

"Which prince do you like?"

Cheng Chumo was stunned by the question.

After a while, he scratched his head and said:

"What's not optimistic about this, didn't the prince already stand?"

"Naturally, what Your Majesty says, then what to do."

This answer is true, which Cheng Yanjin didn't expect a little.

He looked at his son with a little surprise—

The crown prince is not good at his work, and many people in the court feel that his position is not very stable, but because His Majesty's will is very firm, he does not dare to stand on the more favored King Wei.

It's one thing to stand in line or not, but it's another thing to be optimistic about who is.

"Well, that's it, it's good."

After a long time, Cheng Yanjin patted Cheng Chumo's shoulder with appreciation:

"If our Cheng family wants to gain a long-term foothold in the DPRK and China, it should be like this."

………………

Emergency Medical Center.

At this time, not long after Lu Heng sent Hu Lao Wu and his party away, he was lying on the counter trying to take a breath.

But listening to You Li'er, who was guarding the door, suddenly said:

"Brother Lu, someone is looking for you!"

Lu Heng was disturbed and drowsy, and got up a little irritably.

Then I was stunned.

He wondered:

"Uncle Cheng, Brother Chu Mo, why are you here?"

The two people in front of them are the Cheng family's father and son!

Cheng Yanjin smiled:

"Didn't I hear that your kid recently opened a medical hall and a restaurant, and wanted to come and see it."

"How's it going, what's the business doing lately?"

With that, he casually strolled around the infirmary.

I don't know if I don't go shopping, and I'm scared when I go shopping.

It looked like it had just been a battle, and there was blood everywhere, even on the clinic next to it!

Lu Heng saw his thoughts and explained:

"I've just seen a few injuries, all of them from knife wounds."

Hearing this, Cheng Yanjin suddenly became interested!

He sat down next to Lu Heng and asked:

"You can still treat knife wounds here? How is it treated? ”

"There are many ways to treat injuries in our Tang Army, maybe I've heard of it!"

Lu Heng thought about it.

Then, he said sincerely:

"First pour hemp to boil to relieve pain, rinse and disinfect with medical alcohol to prevent inflammation of the wound, and then use needles and sheep intestines to suture the open wound to accelerate healing."

"During this period, it is necessary to wipe the blood stains with a linen cloth disinfected with boiling water to prevent dust and other dirt from entering, and finally it should be wrapped in this linen cloth, which should be opened every day for observation, and if the wound is red and pus, it should be disinfected with alcohol."

"Is there such a cure in the army?"

After he finished speaking, Cheng Yanjin was already full of stars in his eyes.

"Wait a minute, you wait a minute!"

Cheng Yanjin raised his hand, and his skull hurt:

"What is Rausch medical alcohol, and what is it about stitching wounds?"

"These methods are simply unheard of by the old man."

"Can you really cure diseases and save people?!"

Whether it's these messy terms or processes.

He didn't understand a word!

Except for knowing that one hemp boils, the rest can't be understood at all.

Lu Heng smiled:

"Why, you can't save people with methods that you haven't heard of?"

"There was a guy who was cut to the point that he could see the bones just now, and he was carried home to recuperate after he sewed it up."

"Uncle Cheng is still too lonely and unheard!"