The First Family of Tang Dynasty

The two doctors Wang and Zhang looked at Cheng Chubi with dumbfounded expressions, the whole person was not well.

Zhang Yiling was almost jumping anxiously. "Cheng Taichang, that's Zhao Guogong."

"He is an official of the staff department, can he control me?" Cheng Chubi rolled his eyes unwillingly.

"..."

Wang Yiling suddenly thought of the rumors and rumors, and quickly pulled Zhang Yiling's sleeve, and cast a look at this colleague.

After a few more chattering words, the two hurriedly left the yard where Cheng Chubi was.

Zhang Yiling couldn't help but hate iron and steel. "What does Cheng Saburo mean? Such a good opportunity..."

Wang Yiling couldn't help sighing lightly, lowered her voice and whispered in Zhang Yiling's ear.

"Do you think Cheng Saburo, who is running to the palace every two days, needs to flatter that guy?"

"Besides, you don't have to forget it, it's been spread before, but that person is too often unpleasant to see Cheng..."

Zhang Yiling was stunned. He opened his mouth and turned his eyes for a long time before saying. "Then what can I do?"

"Hehe... the gods fight, what is it to you and me?" Doctor Wang, who had already put his hand down from his heart, smiled with a long beard.

"One side is the dignified uncle of the country, and this one, but the connection has saved the lives of the emperor and the empress."

"Do you think the two of them are afraid of whom?"

Zhang Yiling thought of Cheng Taichang's stinky temper, don't forget, behind his **** is the noble bully who ranked number one in the Tang Dynasty.

"This, I really don't know what to say."

Only then did Wang Yiling sighed. "No matter, since he Cheng Taichang has this ability."

"Then, the officer will work hard again, go to the Zhao Guogong's mansion, and inform the eldest grandson."

"As for the official department of the grandson to come to this imperial medical office, or Cheng Taichang to the official residence of the grandson of the grandson, that has nothing to do with you or me."

"Brother Wang is still scheming. This little brother is far behind."

Hearing this, Zhang Yiling respectfully said to the Wang Yiling who smiled like an old fox.

"The old man has been in the Imperial Medical Office for more than 30 years, although he is in a low position.

But at any rate, the wind has changed a lot, and naturally it has to be more pondering, after all, it is not a bad thing. "

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"My son, the eldest grandson is ill, do you want you to treat him?"

Cheng Ji, who sent the two doctors away from the hospital, rushed back to the room and asked curiously.

Cheng Li had already packed the two empty tea bowls aside, and brought the bamboo tiles over.

Cheng Chubi happily. "To tell you the truth, that bad old man is so ruthless, I really don't want to treat him."

"But, as a doctor, if he really comes to seek medical treatment, if I don't treat him, wouldn't it be an insult to my profession?"

"My son, what is your major?" Cheng Li couldn't help asking.

Cheng Ji glared at the goods irritably. "Isn't that nonsense, of course it's a healer, is it still playing cards?"

Cheng Chubi smiled to Cheng Ji with satisfaction, this young man is clever and a helper.

As for Cheng Li, this product should be sent to the medical department to be a miscellaneous, so as not to speak and offend people.

Cheng Chubi rubbed his fingers, turned his head and glanced at the sky. It was early, and now he was going home, and he wanted to watch the three Xiongzi brothers jumping up and down in front of him.

Otherwise, my mother will come to you faintly, without leaving the words, urging more...

Alas, if I think I’m an old Cheng family who loves an otaku, I’m not worried when my mother returns to the house. This is what a problem.

Forget it, I don't want to, how can we alleviate worries, only playing cards.

"Come, come, idle is idle, hurry up and shuffle the cards, let's continue..."

Soon, the sound of very energetic and conscientious playing cards rang again, the handyman who had been guarding outside the courtyard in vigor.

Hearing this rhythmic sound, he began to fall asleep again, and after a while, he quietly closed his eyes.

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Wang Yiling once again walked into Zhao Guogong's mansion, sipping iced soup in the front hall to cool off the heat, while waiting patiently.

Before drinking a bowl of iced soup, Chang Sun Chong hurried over. "Wang Yiling, is there good news?"

Wang Yiling didn't rush to neglect, he hurriedly got up and gave a salute, saying sternly.

"Fortunately, Cheng Taichang has a solution to Zhao Guogong's chronic illness."

Chang Sun Chong couldn't help but smile. "There is a way, that's too...you wait, who is it?"

"Of course it is Cheng Sanlang from Taichang Temple Cheng and the Imperial Physician's Office." Wang Yiling's expression showed no flaws.

As if he never knew the things that had to be said between the grandson official department and Cheng Saburo.

Chang Sun Chong rubbed his stiff smiling face, as if he had knocked over a bottle of five flavors in his heart, the five flavors of the true mother were mixed.

"It's actually him, then...then he has..." Changsun only said half of the conversation, and he took the initiative to shut his mouth.

Chang Sun Chong remembered that his father had repeatedly complained about the old Cheng's family in the mansion.

In the past, Lu Guogong and Cheng bitten gold mostly, but this year, it was Cheng Saburo who complained mainly.

Although a person like his father would not be too obvious on the surface, he was the eldest son of the eldest grandson Wuji.

Changsun Chong is very clear that his father and Cheng Saburo have a contradiction that is impossible to reconcile.

Watching the grandson Chong stand alone and muttering silently, UU reading www. uukanshu.com's face changed uncertainly, Wang Yiling secretly straightened.

Sure enough, fortunately, he was not in a hurry to persuade Cheng Taichang to come, and it seemed that the rumors were true.

"Wang Yiling, do you have to say goodbye to Cheng Taichang, the person who is sick is your father?"

Wang Yiling nodded. After Chang Sun Chong asked repeatedly, Wang Yiling squeaked out the answer that Cheng Chubi gave.

"Cheng Tai often said that if Zhao Guogong wants to treat this disease, he needs to ask Zhao Guogong to go to the imperial medical office. He is so busy with official duties that he can't go away."

Chang Sun Chong understands this very well. It is strange that the Cheng family really can speak so politely. If you believe it, you can only believe the first half of the sentence.

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Chang Sun Chong stood at the gate of the mansion, watching Wang Yiling boarding the car, the smile on his face faded away, and he couldn't help but sigh darkly.

What is this special mother's name? The one who can cure this disease is actually the martial artist Cheng Saburo that his father hates most.

But the problem right now is that the longer the delay, the more uncomfortable the father will be.

The last time I used a laxative prescription, my father was relieved for almost half a month, and this time he would come again, Chang Sun Chong really couldn't imagine.

Gritting his teeth and stomping his feet, the grandson took a deep breath, turned around and entered the mansion, and walked straight to the backyard where his father was.

Changsun Wuji was lying on the couch and saw the eldest son, Changsun, rushing towards him, nodding slightly.

"Well, what did Wang Yiling say?"

Zhang Sun Chong saw that he looked at his father eagerly and decided to tell the truth. "Cheng Taichang of the Imperial Medical Office has a way to treat this disease."

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