Chapter 1151

"Unexpectedly, you are really very talented for this."

Before he finished, Zhang Feng gave a thumbs up.

Sun Simiao smiled and said: "In ancient times, Hua Tuo opened his skull and the Qin emperor repaired his brain. Later, Bian que scraped the bones and healed the wounds of Lord Guan. Although these things were passed on by word of mouth, and I once opened a hole for people with a knife, this is really the first time to connect bones. Although there are some strangers, after all, this is another understanding of medical ethics. I still have confidence."

Indeed, after contacting the magical medical skills of Dao Zhang Feng, Sun Simiao really yearned for it, but until now, after he started it himself, he felt that it seemed that he had opened a new door in medical skills.

Then Zhang Feng and Sun Simiao studied everything about the operation in detail again, and even rehearsed almost all the operations with Niu Jianhu. After that, they dragged their tired bodies back to their respective rooms.

As soon as Zhang Feng entered the door, he slept with his head covered. Everything was ready. He waited until tonight to see the recovery of the lamb. If the lamb lived.

That is to say, the success rate of this operation has been 90%.

If the lamb has a little problem, there will be some trouble this time.

After all, Zhang Feng is not a medical major.

He just knows some physiological knowledge. This time, he really has something to do with him. Here, he doesn't want to make Lao Yu and Lao Niu so sad.

Speaking of this, it was also his fault. Although he said that the two old brothers would not blame themselves, Zhang Feng felt sorry.

He scolded himself in his heart. Zhang Feng also slowly slept in the past. He didn't sleep well for several days. At this time, under the haggard heart, he finally slept in the past.

Seeing that the Mid Autumn Festival poetry festival is imminent, Zhang Feng has no time to prepare these things at home and in the Academy. He can only beg Li Chengqian for a snack. After all, if they only train a kind of street dance on the 12th, as long as they use a snack, there should be no mistake.

After all, the poetry club still focuses on tasting poetry.

Even if they make mistakes, they have their own strong support here. Although it will not be so perfect, it will not win too much attention.

What Zhang Feng wants is not only an opportunity to become a great Confucian, but also to make him famous all over the world!

I woke up the next morning before dawn.

Zhang Feng opened the window and let the cold breeze blow her cheek. Looking out the window, several women in Tonghui square were carrying or carrying a load of water between the canteen and the mountain gate.

In the warehouse of the cabin, there was also a faint sound of handing over today's grain.

The crowd seemed to be attracted by Zhang Feng's voice of opening the window. They immediately turned around and saw Zhang Feng get up and come forward to say hello. Even two brave women joked and wanted to come up to dress Wang Feng.

After all, without Zhang Yuyao and Jing Shu.

Zhang Feng returned to your untidy appearance again.

When is today?

But when the three departments of the Ministry of work, the Ministry of rites and the Ministry of officials, as well as the elders of all parties gathered in Bailu academy to witness Zhang Feng's opportunity!

If you go like this, won't you lose the face of Bailu academy?

But Zhang Feng waved his hand again and again.

The two women saw that they had no choice but to look for the old couple.

Lao he's daughter-in-law and Lao he's wife didn't say a word. They directly pressed Zhang Feng on the stool. Lao he's daughter-in-law operated the knife himself. Only when he saw the sickle in Lao he's hand, he couldn't help getting angry and asked, "Lao he, what are you doing with the sickle?"

Lao he pointed to Zhang Feng's chin and the fluffy black hair between his lips and said, "shave your beard!"

"This man's beard needs to be trimmed as much as possible. The thicker it is, you don't understand?"

Zhang Feng trembled with fear.

There was a rush to strike

"Come on, don't shave, don't shave, will I come by myself then? I don't hang up today. I think it's very nice. It's called personality..."

Under Zhang Feng's repeated begging for mercy, Lao he put down the sickle.

Out of the house, Momo didn't know when he returned to the mountain.

With Gouzi and Zhu, they squatted at the door and stared at Zhang Feng.

Seeing Zhang Feng coming out, the steamed bun grabbed Zhang Feng's hand and didn't let go. Zhang Feng had no choice but to hold it and touch it. Follow it. Who doesn't like such a lovely little girl? Now the most leisurely thing in the mountain should be this little guy?

Zhang Feng strolled around the mountain with steamed buns, came to the canteen and selected some snacks and small dishes that he liked silently. It was not easy to make xiaonizi happy, but Lao he, trembling and waiting for steamed buns to finish his meal, hurried to take them away.

Chumo's people didn't come for breakfast this time. They heard that they went to the mountain for Aerobics before dawn. It seems that they also know that Zhang Feng has been annoyed recently and don't dare to annoy him. They are desperately practicing the so-called hip-hop dance. No one will let them watch or beat anyone.

Zhang Feng was quite speechless when he heard the speech. He touched his chin and looked at the dog and pillar who were eating the delicious food on the second floor.

He said with a smile and scold, "do I owe you or something on the mountain? Can't I be polite when I eat“

They laughed, but they still wolfed down.

"It's delicious, brother Fengzi. Why are the meals on the second floor different from those on the first floor?"

Zhang Feng smiled and said nothing. After a while, he asked, "do you want to eat on the second floor?"

The two kids didn't want to smell the speech. Their heads were like rattles. Seeing this, Zhang Hong laughed and said, "I'll assign you a task. As long as you can read the disciple rules well at the beginning of the exam at the end of this year, I'll make an exception and accept you as a closed disciple. From now on, what do I eat and what do you eat?"