Daqin: I Became a Genius Doctor and Extended My Life to the First Emperor

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Chapter 11

the next day.

After breakfast, Xu Jiang went to Wangjiazhuang.

He plans to return to Li Cheng in the morning.

After that, he returned to the city to see Li Si's mother.

Xu Jiang saw a lot of carriages and war horses parked in front of Wang's house from a distance.

Before coming, Uncle Wu said.There are two princes in the Wang family. Wang Jian is still a prefect. There is an endless stream of people who work in the camp and report to work every day.

Entering the concierge, Xu Jiang saw that it was crowded with people.

Some are in their prime, while others have gray hair.

Xu Jiang walked straight to the guards at Limen.

The room gradually became quiet, and everyone looked at Xu Jiang and his operating box.

He was dressed in commoner clothes, his face was dull, and he was carrying a silver box on his back. At first glance, it was made of metal!

What's the origin of this man?

Someone in a brocade robe blocked the way:

"Hey! Boy, wait in the back! So many people are waiting!"

Some people around echoed:

"That's right! Young people today don't say anything about etiquette!"

"Boy, go outside and wait!"

"Queue up! I've been waiting for an hour, and when you come, you want to jump in the queue!"

Seeing that Xu Jiang was wearing commoner clothes, he was obviously not an official.

Holding high and stepping low, these people are the best at it.

The man in brocade robe saw that everyone supported him, and was even more proud, and stretched out his hand to push towards Xu Jiang:

"go out!"

Xu Jiang ignored him, but looked behind him.

The man's hand was still halfway, when a slap came from behind, and a crisp sound hit his head.

The man in the golden robe screamed and was knocked to the ground.

Half of his head is numb, his eyes are shining with gold stars, and his right ear is even more humming.

The man was furious:

"Who, attacked your home..."

He swallowed the rest of the words.

It turned out to be the housekeeper Wang Dong!

There was silence all around!

Everyone saw Wang Dong's shot with their own eyes!

Wang Dong, a fierce tiger under Wang Jian back then!

Look at the speed of the shot just now, lightning fast!

A strong man rolled to the ground with one palm!

The sword is not old!

In the blink of an eye, Wang Dong changed his smile and invited Xu Jiang with a smile:

"Dalang, please come in!"

Then he scolded the two porters again:

"See clearly, when Dalang comes, please go in directly!"

The concierge said respectfully.

Everyone was surprised!

Who is this young man?

He even bothered the housekeeper to come out to meet him in person!

You can also enter the palace freely!

Wang Dong's old smile turned into a chrysanthemum, making people feel like a spring breeze.

Who has ever seen him so polite?

The brocade-robed man climbed up sullenly and squeezed behind the others.

In the past, he had no chance to curry favor with Wang Dong, but now, he was afraid of being noticed by Wang Dong.

Wang Dong just glanced at him coldly, the man in the golden robe was sweating profusely, and his body shrank as much as possible behind others.

Many people have gathered around to greet Wang Dong.

Not to mention the two princes of the Wang family, even Wang Dong is not easy to see.

Rare opportunity!

Wang Dong nodded and nodded with everyone, and accompanied Xu Jiang into the courtyard.

Everyone clearly heard Wang Dong say:

"Can Dalang have breakfast? The old man was talking about you early in the morning!"

Everyone felt that their brains could no longer think, so let Wang Jian talk about it?

Where is this son sacred? !

The face of the man in the golden robe is ashen, it's over!

He actually offended the distinguished guests of the palace!

Although the concierge was crowded, it was empty around him, and everyone avoided the plague.

Now he can't leave, nor can he stay, I can't regret it!

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Outside the small courtyard of the guest room, Wang Jian was waiting.

After being polite, we entered the room together.

Li Cheng's complexion is much better than yesterday.

He couldn't sit up yet because of the abdominal injury.

Lying flat on Hu's bed, Li Cheng said gratefully:

"Doctor Xu! The life-saving grace, Li Mou will never forget..."

I know my own injury.

It's not Xu Jiang, he is dead!

Wang Jian sighed with emotion.

Yesterday, Li Cheng was still weak, but now he speaks a lot louder!

Xu Jiang spoke politely to him and checked carefully.

The wound healed well.

The nursing maid said:

"I started to have a fever yesterday evening. I rubbed my forehead and armpits with white wine, and the effect of reducing the fever was very good. But the fever never subsided."

Xu Jiang nodded.

Fever is inevitable when cells fight against bacteria.

Xu Jiang opened the gauze, and Wang Jian finally saw the traces of stitching.

Neat stitching, fine stitching.

The wound is visibly improving.

Li Cheng asked:

"Doctor Xu, when can I go back?"

In someone else's house, it is always better to be comfortable and comfortable than your own.

Ding Mu replied:

"One more day, tomorrow. But don't take the car, it's better to carry it back. Your wound can't be bumpy yet."

The road to Xianyang is relatively flat near Wangjiazhuang.

The rest are pits and pits, and you can vomit even if you are not sick.

Wang Jian said on the side:

"Use the old man's shoulder."

Xu Jiang also ordered some nursing matters.

Wang Jian listened with relish.

A lot of caveats never heard of.

But if you think about it carefully, it should be done.

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