Daming: After self-explosive time travel, Lao Zhu's mentality collapsed

Chu Ze walked into the Taiyuan Hospital. There was a moment of silence in the Taiyuan Hospital, and then there was a sharp explosion.

"Ah ah, it's Mr. Chu!"

"Master Chu is here, everyone, come here quickly!"

Then there was a burst of rapid footsteps, plus the sound of tables, chairs, benches, and some things being knocked over.

Chu Ze, who had just stepped one foot over the threshold, was startled.

Almost subconsciously, Chu Ze wanted to run away.

When I turned around, I found more people outside the door.

A pair of eyes looked at him brightly, as if they were looking at some rare treasure.

I wanted to hold him in my arms and knead him hard for a while.

Cold sweat broke out on Chu Ze's forehead.

The steps suddenly stopped.

You can't move forward, and you can't retreat.

Chu Ze was so trapped.

The imperial doctors, on three levels inside and three outside, surrounded Chu Ze.

"Master Chu, I heard from Master Wan that you told him about the disembowelment treatment?"

"We also heard from Mr. Wan that if the bone is broken, nails can be riveted inside to help it heal?"

"And there's more..."

Within a moment, Chu Ze's ears began to buzz.

He couldn't hear anything anymore, only the words "Listen to Mr. Wan", circling back and forth.

It was so noisy that his head was pounding.

Please, who is this Master Wan?

Chu Ze wanted to interrupt them several times, but failed to find the chance.

When they had finished asking questions, Chu Ze had the opportunity to interrupt: "Everyone, be quiet!"

The doctors suddenly fell silent.

But those pairs of eyes were still glued to Chu Ze without blinking.

Chu Ze was stared at speechless.

"Who is Master Wan you are talking about? Can you come out first so we can identify him?"

When Chu Ze opened his mouth, the scene became chaotic again.

But this time, it wasn't for Chu Ze.

But directed at a young man.

"Wan Kaiji, didn't you say that you learned these skills from Master Chu? Why doesn't Master Chu know you at all?"

"You have to explain it to us!"

Chu Ze followed everyone's gaze and looked at Wan Kaiji.

The target is a middle-aged man.

He wore a short, well-trimmed beard.

One face was full of red.

It looks very fragrant.

But at this time, he was scolded a bit miserably.

He was so close that his saliva sprayed on his face.

Several times he opened his mouth, but his colleagues scolded him back.

Looking at this person, Chu Ze had a slight impression.

He stopped everyone again and said to Wan Kaiji: "Aren't you following Lao Wu... No, His Highness the Fifth? Why did you come to Tai Hospital?"

Everyone was surprised again.

He, he really knows Mr. Chu?

Only then did Wan Kaiji have the time to speak.

He smiled bitterly, picked up his sleeves and wiped his face, and then replied: "We came here with the Fifth Prince before, but we felt that there was not enough platform for our development there, so we wanted to come to Taiyuan Hospital to continue our studies. And Mr. Chu Isn’t it here too?”

Having said this, Wan Kaiji showed a flattering smile towards Chu Ze.

Chu Ze was not familiar with Wan Kaiji, but when he was at Zhu Zhu's place, he had carefully discussed medicine with his people.

Chu Ze did indeed tell them what these people just said.

Not only them, but the people at the test site also know. But these imperial doctors seemed not to know.

Otherwise, I wouldn’t be so surprised.

Chu Ze didn't care much about Wan Kaiji's thoughts.

He gave a few words of symbolic encouragement and then asked, "Where is your dean?"

"Here it is, here it is!"

The sound came from outside the yard.

Chu Ze turned around and found that the dean was blocked at the door by a group of medical officers.

That handful of old bones can't squeeze in at all.

It wasn't until he made a sound that everyone moved aside.

The dean followed the path everyone made and walked to Chu Ze: "What are your orders, Master Chu?"

Chu Ze looked around.

"Go in and talk?"

"Ah, yes, Mr. Chu, please." The dean invited Chu Ze into his office and asked for tea.

Chu Ze interrupted: "There's no need for tea, we just have something to do and we'll leave as soon as we finish it."

While talking, he took out the porcelain bottle and handed it to the dean: "We would like to ask the dean to help us find out what is in these pills."

The dean took the porcelain bottle and opened it.

The moment he saw the pills, a strange expression appeared on the dean's face.

"Isn't this the Dew Drop Pill? Why is Mr. Chu taking it too?" Yuan raised his head and looked at Chu Ze suspiciously.

Chu Ze was surprised and said: "Have you seen the dean?"

"Yes, I have seen someone take it before. He said that this elixir is very magical and can strengthen the body and prolong life." The dean said truthfully, "We didn't believe it, so we wanted to take one to see, but who knew that the elixir would It just happened to be gone, but he promised us that when he finds it again, he will give us a bottle as well."

It just hasn't been delivered yet.

The dean held the elixir and said to Chu Ze: "I don't want to see it from Master Chu first."

After hearing this, Chu Ze immediately asked: "I wonder who the friend the dean mentioned is one? Is he from official circles?"

"Ah, that's not it. He's just an ordinary businessman. Could it be that some official wanted to please Master Chu?" The dean made a reasonable guess.

How else could Chu Ze just ask his friend if he was from the officialdom?

Chu Ze shook his head and said nothing.

He only told the dean: "Look for us to find out what this is, and tell us as soon as you find out."

After Chu Ze finished speaking, he left.

He came to the palace today to check the Dew Drop Pill just by the way. The main purpose was to meet Zhu Yuanzhang.

When he came to the Imperial Study Room, Zhu Biao was the only one who was expected to see him.

Seeing Chu Ze, Zhu Biao's frown suddenly relaxed.

He put down his ink pen and stood up to greet him.

"We were still thinking about when you would enter the palace. I didn't want to come today. Come, sit down and tell us how your trip to Quanzhou was." Zhu Biao pulled him to sit down on the soft couch by the window and couldn't wait. He asked Chu Zedu what new things he had encountered in Quanzhou.

Chu Ze picked up some important ones and spoke briefly.

Zhu Biao listened with great interest.

After Chu Ze finished speaking, Zhu Biao couldn't help but sigh: "It's better to be a prince."

If he were a prince, he could go to Quanzhou this time and see with his own eyes the boats and bicycles made by Chu Ze.

Chu Ze heard it funny.

"The world stares at the chair under your butt every day, but you want to be a prince?"

Zhu Biao sighed again: "That's because they don't know what it means to sit on that chair. By the way, you just said you had prepared a car for us? Where is it? Did you bring it?" Zhu Biao was not too sure. Want to discuss these unpleasant things, focus on the bicycle.

Chu Ze knew that Zhu Biao would ask.

He was already ready.

Just as he was about to answer, he suddenly heard a loud voice coming from outside the door: "Chu Ze, you are such a good boy, don't you plan to come back if we don't issue an edict? I think you may have forgotten where the capital is, so you have to prepare Live in Quanzhou for a long time!”

Along with the voice, there is Zhu Yuanzhang walking like a dragon and a tiger.

Hearing Zhu Yuanzhang's words, Chu Ze's heart skipped a beat. (End of chapter)