The First Family of Tang Dynasty

Wang Yiling didn't expect that he would meet Cheng Chubi and Li Ke here, so he hurried two steps forward and bowed to Cheng Chubi and Wu Wangdian.

"Wang Yiling, why are you here?" Cheng Chubi asked curiously after paying a gift.

"Why, can it be that which of the nobles in the palace is sick again?"

"It's your...this..." Wang Yiling subconsciously wanted to answer, but suddenly thought of a question, his Majesty ordered to come over by himself.

It was just to conceal people's eyes and ears and not let Cheng Taichang know about it.

"What about this and that, are you here to see my father emperor?" Li Ke immediately got anxious and pulled the Wang Yiling to shout.

Unexpectedly, Wang Yiling, who was confused in his mind, would not know what to say when he encountered the situation where these two were standing in front of each other.

Seeing Wang Yiling's squeaky look, Li Ke, His Royal Highness King Wu, finally picked up the prince's style and bowed his eyebrows and shouted.

"Wang Yiling, that's my father, please tell me the truth."

What else could Wang Yiling do? There was a little **** by his side, and no one was carrying the pressure for him, wiped the stinky sweat from his forehead, and had to lower his voice.

"The subordinates were indeed ordered to come over to give treatment to your majesty."

"What?!" Cheng Chubi and Li Ke whispered in unison, staring at each other.

"My father is sick, why don't I know?"

Li Ke tried his best to recall his father's appearance. Apart from being a little haggard, there seemed to be nothing wrong with him.

Cheng Chubi's expression suddenly became extremely serious, and the **** next to him wanted to come over and say something.

Cheng Chubi glared at him with an imposing look, which directly caused the **** to persuade him and stepped aside to stand by.

Cheng Chubi lowered his voice and asked Wang Yiling in a low voice, but Wang Yiling also asked three questions.

After all, he just received a verbal message and was ordered to come. He didn't know what disease his Majesty was suffering from before he was diagnosed and treated.

"This can't work. Let me go with you to see your Majesty. Let's go..."

"I'll go too." Li Ke wanted to follow in the footsteps of Cheng Chubi and Wang Yiling.

Cheng Chubi raised his hand to stop Li Ke, and said to the good brother who was cutting chicken heads and burning yellow paper.

"You go and do it, you are not a healer, if you are not at ease, go to the East Palace and stay first.

I will accompany Wang Yiling to show your father the illness for a while, and then I will look for you again. "

"Why? That's my father." Li Ke said unwillingly.

Cheng Chubi glared at Li Ke unanimously. "Brother virtuous, the reason why your father is hiding things from others is because there are some difficulties here."

"But I'm different. I'm a healer. You don't want your father to be embarrassed. Obedient... I'll definitely tell you later."

At this moment, Cheng Chubi was also a little panicked. How could this emperor's boss conceal his illness when he was sick? Is it an incurable disease?

No, Zhenguan has been in prosperous age for more than 20 years, and now it has only been ten years.

But whatever, Cheng Chubi felt that he had to follow it personally to be at ease.

In case there is something, I can participate in the diagnosis and treatment at any rate, and in addition, I can help your Majesty to cover up or something.

With Cheng Chubi's assurance, Li Ke couldn't say anything more, so he nodded in agreement and watched the two leave.

Then, with a sad expression on his face, he headed towards the East Palace.

Cheng Chubi was very worried. He didn't expect to see a doctor what happened to Uncle Li.

But why don't you find me? At any rate, Cheng Saburo’s medical skills are superb. In this era, I dare not say that it is second to none, but I definitely have the right to speak.

Besides, I have a lot of treatments, whether it's surgery or medicine.

Regardless of whether it was the Shangsanlu or Xiasanlu disease, there were not many people who could stump this young Cheng family.

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Zhao Kun stood outside the Temple of Ganlu, and after a short while, he saw Cheng Saburo, who had just left for a short time, gone and returned.

I couldn't help being curious about why this kid had jumped back again, whether it was itchy or something.

I wonder if you belong to the one that is least welcome to your Majesty today?

But soon, Zhao Kun saw Wang Yiling who was a full head shorter than Cheng Chubi, and the two of them were walking towards this side while muttering.

In the Temple of Ganlu, I just dealt with the bad news, thinking in my heart if Yan Lide would come to find himself again.

What kind of method should be used to perfuse Li Shimin, and soon heard the greeting from the door of the hall.

"Cheng Saburo, why did you jump back again."

"Uncle Zhao, my nephew, I came with Wang Yiling to check your majesty's body together."

"Your Majesty only asked Doctor Wang to come over, not you."

"Uncle Zhao, what you said is wrong, I'm a healer, and the vocation of a healer is to treat diseases and save people.

Regardless of whether the patient is happy or not, I can't help it, can't I just watch it? "

"..." Li Shimin's face instantly turned completely black, like the bottom of a big pot that had been boiled for a hundred years in Yanmen Gate.

How did the kid bump into him? When I thought about Changsun Wuji, I thought about the fate of Li Tai.

His Majesty the Emperor Datang couldn’t help feeling a little hairy at this moment, but outside, the **** Cheng Chubi was still there and plausibly argued with Zhao Kun~www.wuxiaspot.com~ as if Zhao Kun didn’t make way for him, just to Datang. His Majesty the Emperor is not responsible for his health.

"Hey..." Li Shimin rolled his eyes, no matter what, it was a serious matter to let the kid not be stunned and disgraced.

"Zhao Kun, let them in."

Accompanied by the shouting from the Ganlu Temple, Cheng Chubi couldn't help showing a complacent look, and bowed to Zhao Kun.

"Uncle Zhao, I can always go in, my nephew, right?"

Zhao Kun rolled his eyes, gritted his teeth and walked aside, too lazy to take care of this bastard.

The best way to deal with this kid is to stop talking to him and just use his hands and feet.

Cheng Chubi and Wang Yiling walked into the Temple of Ganlu, and Cheng Chubi walked quickly to the front of the imperial case.

I looked at Uncle Li's darkened face, coughed and bowed, smiled flatteringly, and was about to speak.

However, after seeing Li Shimin's cannibalistic eyes, he cleverly touched his nose and sat down silently.

"Your kid is staying here, Doctor Wang, you go inside to treat the old man."

After Uncle Li confessed a few words, he couldn't feel relieved, and Zhao Kun was brought in again and pointed at Cheng Chubi, who was quiet as a chicken.

"Look at this kid, dare to get closer and cut!"

"No!" Zhao Kun was immediately happy, and the horizontal sword around his waist was half unsheathed, and he showed up towards Cheng Chubi in demonstration.

Cheng Chubi wasn't happy now, but seeing that Li Shimin had already moved towards the inside with the strange-looking Wang Yiling.

I could only snorted angrily, and wanted to stand up. There is no place to stay here, but there is a place to keep him.