Chapter 1050
"Didn't expect, you really have an innate talent for this one."
Before finishing the words, Zhang Feng stood up. Thumbs up.
Sun Simiao was smiled and said: "In ancient times, Hua Tuo had his skull opened and the Emperor Qin repaired his brain, and then Bian Que scraped the bones of Guan Gong Lord to heal his injuries. Although these things have been passed on by word of mouth, and the old man also held a knife. It's been opened, but this is really the first time this bone is connected. Although it is a little strange, after all, this is an old man's another understanding of medical science. There is still confidence in this."
Indeed, Sun Simiao really yearned for the magical medical skills of Zhang Feng, but it was not until this time that he felt that he had opened up a brand new one in the path of medicine. Door.
After that, Zhang Feng and Sun Simiao once again studied all the matters of this operation in detail, and even the operation of this time, almost all once more practice. After a lot of this, the two of them dragged their tired bodies back to their respective rooms.
As soon as Zhang Feng entered the door, he covered his head and fell asleep. Everything is ready, and he will wait tonight to see how the lamb is recovering, if the lamb is alive.
That is to say, 90% of the operation for this time has been Power Output.
If there is a little problem with that lamb, then things will be a little troublesome this time.
Zhang Feng is not a medical professional after all.
He also only knows some physical common sense. In this incident, it really has something to do with him. Here, I don't want Lao Yu and Old Ox to be so sad.
Speaking of which is also one of my own faults. Although the two Old Brothers don't blame me, Zhang Feng is in trouble.
He cursed in his heart, Zhang Feng also slowly fell asleep, and did not sleep well for several days. At this time, under the fatigue of his heart, he finally fell asleep deeply.
Seeing that the Mid-Autumn Festival Poems will be imminent, the family has a mess of things, coupled with the Academy’s mess, Zhang Feng has no time to prepare these things, they can only beg Li Chengqian to use them a little. A snack, after all, if they only train one type of street dance during the twelfth day, as long as they pay a little attention, there should be no mistakes.
After all, the poetry club is mainly about poems.
Even if they have a mistake, they have their own support here. Although it will not be perfect, it will not attract too much attention.
What Zhang Feng wants is not just a chance to become a Great Confucian, but also want to make name shakes the whole world!
I woke up early the next morning, and it was not bright yet.
Zhang Feng opened the window, letting the cold breeze blow her cheeks, looking at the women in Tonghui Street outside the window carrying or carrying one after another Dan Danshui, going back and forth Between Cafeteria and the mountain gate.
In the warehouse of the small wood house, there are also some faint sounds of handing over today's grain.
Everyone seemed to be attracted by the sound of Zhang Feng opening the window. They turned their heads and saw Zhang Feng got up and came forward to say hello. There were even two brave women joking to come up to dress Wang Feng. dress up.
Zhang Yuyao and Jing Shu are gone after all.
Zhang Feng once again returned to your sloppy appearance.
When is today?
But this is the time for the three major departments of the Ministry of Works Ministry of Rites Ministry of Appointments, and the White Deer Academy of Classical Learning to witness Zhang Feng’s opportunity!
If we go this way, wouldn't we lose the face of White Deer Academy of Classical Learning?
But Zhang Feng waved his hand repeatedly to decline.
Seeing the two women, they had no choice but to find the Old He couple.
Old He daughter-in-law and Old He wife didn’t say anything, they directly pressed Zhang Feng on the stool, and Old He daughter-in-law performed the knife herself. This was the only way to be honest, but when he saw Old He The sickle in his hand made my heart hairy and asked: "Old He, what do you do with the sickle?"
Old He pointed to Zhang Feng's chin and the fluffy black hair between his lips:" Shave your beard!"
"This man's beard needs to be trimmed to be better and thicker. You don't understand this?"
Zhang Feng was so scared that he straightened up. Trembling.
I’m going to strike in a hurry,
"Come on, don’t shave, don’t shave, when the time comes, can I do it myself? I don’t hang up today, I think it’s pretty good It looks good, it's personality..."
Under Zhang Feng's repeated begging for mercy, Old He put down his sickle with unending ambition.
Out of the room, Momo didn't know when he returned to the mountain.
Gou'zi and Zhu'zi squatted at the door, staring at Zhang Feng eagerly.
Seeing Zhang Feng coming out, Momo grabbed Zhang Feng’s hand with milky milk, and didn’t let go. Zhang Feng had no choice but to hold and touch, and just follow, whoever I don't like such a cute little girl. Now the most leisurely person on this mountain should be this Little Brat?
Zhang Feng took Momo for a walk around the mountain and came to Cafeteria. He chose a few dim sums and side dishes that he liked to eat silently, and finally cheered Little Lass. It’s just Old He, trembling. The person with fear waited for Momo to finish eating and then hurriedly took Momo away.
This time, the people of Cheng Chumo didn’t come for breakfast. I heard that they went to the mountain to do exercises before dawn. It seems that they also know that Zhang Feng is getting annoying lately, so they don’t dare to bother him. Desperately practicing that kind of so-called street dance, no one is allowed to watch, and whoever beats others.
Zhang Feng hearing this was quite speechless. He touched his chin and looked at the food on the second floor, Gou'zi and Zhu'zi, who were eating fiercely.
Smiling and cursing: "Normally I am on the mountain because of you or something? I can't be gentler when I eat?"
The two laughed, but still gobbled them up.
"It's so delicious, Feng'zi Elder Brother, what's the difference between the 2nd floor and the 1st floor food?"
Zhang Feng smiled without saying a word, and asked after a moment "Do you want to eat the food on the second floor?"
Why don't the two little ghosts want to hear this, their heads are like rattles, when they see Zhang Hong haha said with a smile: "Then I will give you Assign a task, as long as you can read the dísciple rules in the first exam at the end of this year, then I will accept you as a final disciple, from now on, what do you eat and how do you eat?"