The First Family of Tang Dynasty

The gut implantation point is not complicated. What is needed is a suitable needle. The syringe in Cheng Chubi's hand can also be used.

As for autologous blood extraction and injection points, the same problem can also be solved by relying on syringes.

Standing at the door, Cheng Chubi watched Sun Simiao confessing some matters to Liu E. He was still excited about the two concepts he had put forward.

"Thank you, Mr. Cheng, for saving Aunt Liu..." By his side, a clear, sweet-like voice that seemed unwillingly sounded.

Cheng Chubi turned his head and saw Xiao Wu's very damn...well, the feminine face and the slightly curled corners of his mouth.

Cheng Chubi looked down at his chest, the strong physique with obvious muscle contours, and smiled freely.

Don't care about the weak, this is the pride of the strong.

"You're welcome, it is the bounden duty of a healer to treat illnesses and save people."

Wu Mei's eyes widened in surprise. Facing his gaze, Cheng Chubi was quite contented and authentic.

"I'm the imperial doctor appointed by the court." Yes, compared to Donggong and Xigong, Cheng Chubi is proud of his identity as a doctor.

The imperial doctor's order is also equivalent to a medical worker within the national system.

Seeing Cheng Chubi's soaring spirit, Wu Mei was a little dazed.

"You are the son of General Cheng, why don't you have a good future, go to be an imperial doctor?"

"??" Cheng Chubi was unhappy. What's the matter, you saved your aunt, how dare you talk to the doctor in such a tone?

"This...girl, your attitude is really bad, what's the matter with the doctor?..."

Before he finished speaking, Sun Simiao stood up.

"Well, that poor Dao will leave today, and will come with Cheng Saburo tomorrow to treat Lady Liu."

Cheng Chubi could only stop talking angrily, and accompanied Sun Simiao towards the gate of the house.

Wu Mei didn't expect Cheng Chubi's reaction to be so great, seeing that now, Aunt Liu, who had come to calm down and closed his eyes to rest.

Wu Mei bit her lip, lifted the skirt and ran forward.

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Yang sent the two to the gate of the house. Just after stopping, he heard the voice of the two daughters who looked a little worried.

"Master Cheng and stay here."

"The poor road is a step ahead." Sun Simiao said goodbye to Cheng Chubi and hurriedly boarded the car driven by the trail leader.

He had to rush back early and write down his thoughts today. At the same time, he had to find out his experience in acupuncture and moxibustion treatment for many years.

Of course, I also look forward to trying the acupoint embedding and autologous blood injection with Cheng Chubi tomorrow.

Cheng Chubi had to stop, then turned around and saw Wu Mei rushing to the gate of the house.

Seeing his mother Yang's somewhat stunned expression, Wu Mei stepped into the courtyard.

"Mother, you go back first, I will come back after a few words with Master Cheng."

Yang was confused, but he nodded and walked towards the courtyard.

Wu Mei took a deep breath and bowed towards Cheng Chubi.

"Master Cheng, just now Wu Mei's words were blundered. It was definitely not intentional. Please don't blame the master."

"I just think that it is not just a medical method that can fully describe the talents of the son."

Hearing Wu Mei's explanation, the grudge in Cheng Chubi's heart disappeared, and he smiled.

"Well, I'm also a man anyhow, how can I be so small, tomorrow I will come back with Daochang Sun and say goodbye."

Seeing Cheng Chubi's back, Wu Mei just haha...

It sounds like how big your mind can be, this girl is not blind.

However, it is not unreasonable that Cheng Lao San cares so much about his identity as a doctor. It is no wonder that he was able to shock Chang'an with his medical skills at such a young age.

Wu Mei thought that she had grown up so big and could write good handwriting, and she would dabble in piano, chess, calligraphy and painting.

However, when it comes to practicality, the needlework girl is far inferior to the mother and aunt Liu, washing clothes, and not strong enough.

As for the cooking skills...Since I started cooking and almost lit the house, Aunt Liu was not willing to let myself cook.

I am afraid that Aunt Liu is sick, and I can only do nothing. The feeling of powerlessness is really hopeless.

Seeing Cheng Chubi's fading back, Wu Mei gritted her teeth. Perhaps, I can try it tomorrow...

Back in the mansion, Cheng Chubi went straight to his house and closed the door with his backhand.

Then he pulled out the box under his bed, unlocked it, and took out a blank book bound with rice paper.

There were also a few very slender, beautiful and white goose feathers, and they walked to the desk and sat down.

Preparing to study ink to write a diary, just at this moment, I heard the door of the room knocked.

"Third Brother Third Brother, are you inside?" This was Cheng Laowu's voice.

Cheng Chubi paused with inkstone, his face turned dark. carry on……

"Third Brother, Third Brother, are you stealing something delicious?" This was Cheng Laoliu's voice.

"I can smell it. You must be eating something delicious."

"..." Cheng Chubi looked at the ink ingot in his hand, and smelled the scent. This kid would actually cheat for stuttering.

I really want to open the door and stuff this stuff into Cheng Laoliu's mouth, who has been thinking about eating all day long.

"Why didn't you respond?" Cheng Laowu couldn't help but muttered.

Cheng Laoshi is very proud and authentic. "Brother, don't hide. When you came in, we all saw you~www.NovelMTL.com~Cheng Chubi looked at the ceiling at a forty-five degree angle, and gently tucked the goose feathers onto the couch. Under the mat on top.

Lightly walked to the door, silently counted one, two, three, and suddenly opened.

The three bear children who were flaring their teeth and claws were instantly taken a step back in fright, and then...

Cheng Chubi saw the three bear kids rolling in a ball.

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"Take a nap, you can't be quiet, what's the noise, today's schoolwork is finished?"

"Sit down for me. Don't move your hands or feet. In my room, if there are few things, be careful that I smoke the three of you."

"The third brother is so boring, you will take us to play."

Cheng Laoliu got under the case and found no food, so he just sat beside Cheng Chubi and played a dead dog.

"What are you going to do, have you finished your classwork?"

"The third brother is not yet at noon, don't worry, we will write in the afternoon."

Cheng Laowu picked up the writing brush from Cheng Chubi's case, and seemed to want to perform acupuncture. The black-faced Cheng Chubi kicked his ass.

Only then did he hung up the brush back in disgrace.

Looking at the three bear children, Cheng Chubi rubbed his face with a look of life. "How about I tell you a story?"

"Third brother, you want to drive us away again, often telling stories that we don't understand."

"That is, telling stories is not sincere."

"Sanguo, you take us to a martial arts competition, it's much more fun than telling a story." Cheng Laoliu was lying on the ground, almost unable to speak.

"Or, I'll tell you a story. Everyone in it will be killed. It must be fun."

"Really?"

Cheng Chubi is serious and authentic.

"Of course it is true. This short story is called "Taoyuan Jieyi". There are three people who came to Taoyuan and are ready to make a jealousy in front of the statue of Guan Gong..."