The First Family of Tang Dynasty

Zhao Kun smiled happily and approached Cheng Saburo.

"Look at you, your Majesty asked you to treat Lu Guogong, so he just found such a reasonable cause."

"Why are you still in a daze? Hurry up and pack up your tools for healing and saving people, and go to jail with me."

Hearing this, Cheng Chubi felt bad in his heart, always feeling that Uncle Li was on purpose.

Thinking about this, Cheng Chubi felt that instead of having fun alone, it would be better for everyone to die together.

It’s not difficult for oneself to be alone and coldly squatting with the desperate Lord Lu Guo. In addition to curing the disease, he just stares at the big eyes, right?

"No, no, please wait, Uncle Zhao, my nephew, I have to work hard, um, it's the idea of ​​treating Lu Guogong."

Why should I go to jail alone? No, I really want to be put in jail alone for hacking Fang Zhu from the imperial palace.

In the future, it will definitely become the object of ridicule by the rough masters.

Thinking about this, Cheng Saburo finally made up his mind to pull people into the water and whispered to Zhao Kun's ear.

"Uncle Zhao, it's not enough for me to go in alone, I still need some helpers."

"Helper? Is it possible, how many of them?" The corner of Zhao Kun's mouth turned towards Deng Chengxin who was not far away, and Cheng Guang and Cheng Liang were tilted.

Cheng Chubi shook his head quickly. "Of course it's not them, but some powerful characters."

"For example, His Royal Highness Wu, there are also Li Zhen, Li Qizhi and the like. Anyway, it doesn't matter if there are more, but at least three or more."

Looking at the plausible Cheng Saburo, Zhao Kun always felt that this kid was counting people.

But the problem is that he has no say in treating diseases and saving people. Since he has said so, what else can he do.

"All right, then you go with me first, you go in first, and I will report to your majesty afterwards, and then send in the manpower you need."

"Uncle Zhao, don't worry about it at this moment, I think it's more appropriate for me to go in with the brothers."

"..."

Looking at Cheng Saburo, who was sitting opposite, plausible, Li Shimin was rather helpless, but what this kid said was not unreasonable.

Forget it, for the sake of Xue Wanjunqing's illness, I'm afraid this kid can only be left to him.

"Since you think it is necessary, so be it, Zhao Kun, you take him to find the people he is looking for, um, send them to prison as soon as possible."

"As for King Wu, the old man can just send him in directly, and Nephew Chu Bixian doesn't have to go out of the city."

Hearing this, Cheng Chubi almost uttered aloud, not knowing how King Wu offended his own father.

But fortunately, with this excellent royal tool man and brand friend, I believe that life in prison will definitely not be lonely.

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Xue Wanjun lay in prison, and his body became weaker and weaker as the grains of rice had not entered these days.

And even the whole person's thinking seems to have stagnated. Every day, except for occasionally opening his eyes to see the sunlight through the prison window, he is lying on the bed with a heartbroken heart.

At this moment, Xue Wanjun heard the voice of the heavy prison door, could it be that his third brother came over again?

This thought flashed through his mind, and he heard a burst of laughter.

"??" It's definitely not the third brother Xue Wanche, but why do these voices make me feel familiar?

"Oh, isn't this Second Uncle Xue? You are so thin as a ghost?"

"Wow... Second Uncle Xue, Second Uncle Xue, how are you, my nephew called you, can you show me?"

"Who, who is stunned, does not open the prison door quickly, we have to go in and visit Duke Lu first."

The noisy shouts one after another made Xue Wanjun, who was quietly waiting for death to come, frowned unhappily.

I have already heard it out. It should be Cheng Saburo and his Hupengouyou.

But why do they appear here?

Xue Wanjun reluctantly opened his eyes and saw that there were already several juniors standing next to his bed.

Cheng Sanlang, Wu Wang Li Ke, Li Zhen and Li Qi.

"..." Xue Wanjun saw the four young people's eyes widened and looked at himself curiously, his heart becoming more and more unhappy.

But the body is so weak that I can't even utter a scolding, so I can only close my eyes, so I love it.

"??" But he just closed his eyes, and he felt that his fingers opened his eyelids unreasonably.

Others shook the fire fold in front of their eyes.

Cheng Chubi carefully checked the hungry Xue Wanjun, who had no strength at all, with a very serious expression.

It was finally confirmed that although his whole person was in a state of dehydration and malnutrition, and the degree was quite serious.

Take a look, roll his eyelids by himself, but he doesn't even have the strength to blow his eyes.

"How about, brother Chu Bi, how is the situation of Lu Guo Gong?"

"The physical condition is not very good. Looking at him like this, I am afraid that he doesn't even have the strength to eat."

"The jailer, who was stunned, did a lot of things, I can't help you go out, find my relatives, and ask them to bring my treatment kit."

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Soon, Cheng Chubi hung the set of infusion equipment in Xue Wanjun's cell, then picked up the needle and plunged it into Xue Wanjun's arm.

With little effort, the liquid in the hanging glass bottle of Western Regions in UU reading www.uukanshu.com began to slowly pour into Xue Wanjun's arm.

"Brother Chubi, what did you lose to Lu Guo?"

"This is glucose and normal saline, which will replenish body fluid and energy for Lord Lu Guo."

The so-called glucose is of course real glucose. Cheng Saburo used the most primitive glucose manufacturing process to make this stuff.

It is the physical method used by the inventor of glucose, which is to moisten the raisins with a small amount of water to soften them.

Then squeezed the squeezed juice, after purification and concentration, a sugar is obtained.

After all, Cheng Saburo has only given glucose to patients in later generations, not white sugar.

But he didn't know the modern way of making glucose, but it didn't prevent him from knowing how the original glucose was made.

With the inflow of the liquid, without knowing it, Xue Wanjun gradually felt that he not only had the power to keep his eyes open.

There is also the power to move the fingers, but other than that, there is no way to command anywhere on the body.

At this moment, there was a very energetic sound of playing cards in the prison.

Li Ke started playing cards with Li Zhen and Li Qi, and Cheng Chubi needed to monitor Xue Wanjun's physical signs.

After the first bottle of almost 500ml of liquid was injected into Xue Wanjun's body.

Cheng Saburo used the sphygmomanometer again, and Xue Wanjun's blood pressure finally broke away from the dangerous value.

At this time, Cheng Chubi looked at Xue Wanjun and opened his eyes, staring at himself firmly...

The look in his eyes is like saying, what do you want me to do with the mouse?