The First Family of Tang Dynasty

　　 entered the studio and gave the soup to Yan Liben to drink, taking this opportunity.

　　 Wen promised her eldest sister and told her to engrave and print the painting.

　　 After saying this, Wen looked at Yan Liben, who was holding the soup bowl and dumbfounded.

　　 "...husband, husband?"

　　 "Madam, how many did you say was printed?" Yan Liben hurriedly swallowed the last mouthful of soup and asked.

　　 "Husband, the concubine told the eldest sister that this is a painting by the husband, and you can't print more..."

　　 "Why can't you print more?" Yan Liben couldn't help feeling a little anxious, and patted the case with his hands and stood up.

　　"Print, print as much as your brother-in-law wants.

　　 But there is one thing, it must be printed vividly, and the portrait must be lifelike. "

　　 "???" Wen was stunned. He stared blankly at the husband who was standing in front of him, suddenly becoming energetic.

　　 This is a few days of work, I have never seen my husband so emotional.

　　 "By the way, the picture that my husband gave you, give it to those craftsmen to figure out, I'm afraid it will be easily damaged."

　　 "But it's okay, I will draw you two more pictures for your husband."

　　 "...No, husband, wait a minute, don't you blame your concubine?" Wen was a little scared, always feeling that there was something wrong with her husband's current situation.

　　 Yan Liben also noticed his strangeness, well, I was overjoyed.

　　 In the past few days, every time I think that I have to be forced to draw another picture for Cheng Chubi that day.

　　 As a result, the kid actually wanted to add that object on it. This is simply a blasphemous and defilement of the art of painting.

　　So that after returning to Fuzhong, Yan Liben has been very angry these days.

　　 And after that, there were rumors that Cheng Yaojin exchanged the pockmarked face for the sake of Chang.

　　'S specially created picture of "Cheng Yaojin and Liu Xiaojin Town House Avoiding Evil", regarded it as a baby crying to give him away.

　　 was still at the family banquet held by his veteran Cheng Rushi, and it was now known to the public and the public.

　　 Yan Li’s instinctual three-corpse **** violently violently, he can’t wait to paint thirty or fifty pictures of Cheng Yaojin’s family, plastering his own doors and windows.

　　 It's best to put a picture on even the hut. But the problem, if it spreads out, it will inevitably damage one's own reputation.

　　 But this breath was hard to swallow, and the result was unexpected.

Mrs. 　　's brother-in-law's actions did make Yan Liben see another way to vent his fire.

　　 Yan Liben smiled freely, calmly and authentically.

　　 "I blame you for doing so. If you think that this thing can suppress the evil, this is naturally a good thing. For your husband, you must naturally support..."

　　 Seeing her husband's face lightened, Wen also breathed a sigh of relief, and smiled in response to her husband, but the next moment, she couldn't help but feel a little worried.

　　 "But husband, that great evil...well, General Cheng, will you blame the guilty husband?"

　　 Yan Liben raised his brows. "Ha...General Cheng is very fond of this painting.

　　 I want to come, and I will definitely not mind the spread of my image in the market. "

　　 "Tell your brother-in-law, the more you print, the better. Three to five thousand copies are not too small, and three to fifty thousand copies are not too much."

　　Wen felt a pain in his heart when he looked at the husband who was still gnashing his teeth while he was talking.

　　 "My husband, did the villain provoke you again?"

　　 "It has nothing to do with him, but it has something to do with his son.

　　Don't say it...it's still early today, let's go, for my husband to accompany you to visit your sister, brother-in-law. "

　　 "But before that..." Yan Liben raised his eyebrows and raised his paintbrush, full of fighting spirit.

　　 "I'm going to draw one more picture. It will definitely be more beautiful than the previous ones. How about giving it to your sister?"

　　 "Ah? Oh...good husband." Wen looked at the talented husband with a painful look on his face.

　　 I blame the family surnamed Cheng, so that the husband, who has always been upright and arrogant, has anxious eyes. It's really...

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　　 "Old man Zhao, the time is up, it's time to get on the road."

　　 Cheng Chubi nodded towards the old man Zhao, and then quickly left the ward.

　　 "Xian'er, let's go..." Elder Zhao was quite uneasy in his heart.

　　 However, he was extraordinarily looking forward to the operation that would make him feel sick.

　　 Zhao Xian quickly lifted the urinal next to the urinary tube, and the other hand was still holding Elder Zhao.

　　 walked towards the operating room not far away, standing in the center of the clearing.

　　 Elder Zhao wears a hospital gown for surgery, which of course is customized according to Cheng Chubi's request.

　　 This is certainly not the bad taste of Cheng Lao San, but because the hospital gown is two-piece, which is much easier to put on and take off than the robe.

　　 After entering the operating room, he saw Cheng Chubi, who was already fully armed, and his party.

　　 Looking at this group of people in white clothes and white hats, dressed in white masks on their faces, the old man Zhao felt that his legs were a little soft for no reason.

　　 will it be unlucky? Elder Zhao wanted to vomit such a sentence, but after all, he just thought about it.

　　 The pale-faced Elder Zhao sat on the operating table with a hesitant appearance. It seemed that it was preoperative anxiety.

　　 Cheng Chubi handed over the bowl of hemp. "Elder Zhao, if you want to regret, this disease won't heal."

　　 Hearing this, Elder Zhao took a deep breath, and took over the sesame seeds mixed with the smell of medicine and spirits.

　　 Zhao Xian watched his father raised his neck eagerly, and drank the hemp in one sip.

　　 "Thank you, Mr. Cheng, next, I will ask you."

　　 Cheng Chubi nodded slightly, and handed the empty bowl to Cheng Laoqi, who was beside him, and motioned to Zhao Xian and himself to lift the old Zhao to the right position.

　　The waiting time is not long~www.wuxiahere.com~The breathing of the old man Zhao began to become soothing and long.

　　 Cheng Chubi took a deep breath and glanced across the people in the operating room.

　　 This time, Cheng Liang and Zhao Xian stood by to help, doing some rough work such as hooking.

　　 While the four, five, and six are still performing their duties, as for the two Taoist leaders, Sun and Yuan, finally cheeklessly rubbed into the operating room to observe.

　　 As for Li Ke, the prince appointed by Li Shimin to supervise the formation, he still stands behind the first layer of veil.

　　"Preparation, everyone remember, during the operation, be sure not to make any noises.

　　All actions, follow my instructions, do you understand? "

　　 After hearing everyone's unanimous answers, Cheng Chubi nodded in satisfaction.

　　 picked up the scalpel and started the first prostatectomy during the Tang Zhenguan period.

　　 The operation location is not large, and the surgical field of view is also very narrow, except for Cheng Chubi.

　　 Almost no one can see clearly what is going on at the site where Cheng Chubi is undergoing surgery.

　　 The two Taoist leaders stood not far from Cheng Chubi, their necks stretched sour.

　　 is also difficult to see clearly, and can only continue to squat in situ in anguish.

　　 Accompanied by Cheng Chubi’s voice, a handle of instruments, gauze, and cotton balls...

　　 These are the surgical tools Cheng Chubi used to solve the patient's pain, and everyone kept quiet.

　　 In my ears, I can occasionally hear the slight sound of collision and friction of metal equipment.

　　 Finally, when sweat beads had begun to soak in the forehead, Cheng Chubi relied on the sunlight coming in near noon.

　　In the surgical field of vision, I saw the exposed prostate...

　　PS: Recommend a young man's novel, also in the Tang Dynasty, titled "The New Giants of the Tang Dynasty".