Chapter 2055

Zhang Feng frowned and glanced at Chang sun Chong: "insect, go find a doctor."

The eldest son nodded and was about to get up and leave. A big man came to hold him down and then looked at Zhang Feng: "master, master Chen, it's all right. I can see it."

He Quan was the one who was talking. He looked at Chumo really. Although he knew what Chumo was like, he didn't come forward, because he just guessed. Now he saw Chumo's arm with his own eyes and has determined the problem.

Zhang Feng glanced at he Quan and asked seriously, "can you see? Are you a doctor?"

Iron bull is not very good at ordinary times, but he is also a brother. Now you can't give your hands to others. Even if this person is the guard of the house, it's always no problem to ask for details.

He Quan seemed to see the master's idea and smiled awkwardly: "master, I'm not a doctor, but I know that young master Chen's hand was twisted. There's no need to find a doctor. Maybe some guys with poor medical skills will waste young master Chen."

"Ah..."

Chumo's face changed. He grabbed he Quan with his left hand and said excitedly, "take you to see my hand."

Zhang Feng let go of his doubt. He remembered that this guy didn't know medicine at all. How could he be so proficient in this field? However, this is not the time to ask he Quan to give Cheng Chumo a hand.

He Quan picks Chumo up. He first rubs it in his hand, and then suddenly pulls it. Chumo makes a scream of killing a pig, and then he calms down.

"Yes, sir."

He Quan shook Chumo's hand, then looked at Zhang Feng and said.

Unable to answer Zhang Feng, the eldest sun asked with a puzzled look on his face, "that's good? Just pull it?"

He Quan nodded and said, "young master Chen just twisted his hand. Just straighten his bone. We often met this situation when we did push ups before. We all used this method."

Zhang Feng suddenly realized that this guy had learned from practice. He had twisted his hand before doing push ups. What didn't he know? Just as Chumo was about to ask, Chumo said, "it seems that his hand doesn't hurt."

Chumo shook his hand and looked happy, but the guy shook his hand a little hard. Maybe he pulled it and made a pig cry.

"Are you okay?"

Zhang Feng looks at Chumo with concern.

"It should be all right."

Chumo rubs his arm, then looks at he Quan: "thank you."

He Quan smiled, "you're welcome. It's all right."

With that, he turned and was ready to leave.

Seeing this, Zhang Feng hurriedly said, "wait."

He Quan turned to look at Zhang Feng and said respectfully, "Sir, what else can I tell you?"

Zhang Feng glanced at he Quan and said with appreciation on his face, "I didn't know you had twisted your hand before. I'll go down to find the accounting room to support the money, which can be regarded as compensation for you."

He Quan hasn't answered yet, but the guards behind him can't suppress their joy. They jump high one by one and shout for the master's holiness, because in their view, the master's training is already magnanimous. Now they give money to themselves, which is a saint like figure.

Zhang Feng didn't think so. He was originally a person of later generations. He didn't have such a strong division of class, but said faintly: "you don't have to be happy. It's just some simple rewards. Continue training."

After that, he looked at Chumo and said with a smile, "I told you to be careful just now. Is it all right now? Your hands are still like this."

Cheng Chumo was not afraid of heaven and earth. Naturally, he didn't care much about this injury on his hand. He smiled: "what's this injury? Let's go and have hot pot."

Then he put his left hand on his eldest son Chong's shoulder, looking indifferent.

Zhang Feng shook his head and wanted to say something, but he stopped talking at the sight of this guy.

When they came to the hall, the aroma of hot pot had already floated in the air, and all the servants were busy in the hall.

"Sir, the hot pot and wine are ready."

Du Wisteria arched itself towards Zhang Feng.

Before Zhang Feng could answer, Chumo was already sitting around the table. He picked up chopsticks in his left hand and put food in the pot. But this guy was right-handed, and his right hand was hurt. His left hand seemed to be disobedient. He slipped away with a dish, which was very funny.

With a smile, the eldest sun rushed forward: "iron bull, it's doomed that you can't eat hot pot. Look at me."

With that, he picked up a pot of beef and put it into the pot.

Chumo naturally doesn't want to be outdone. He stares at Chang sun Chong. He takes a plate in his left hand and directly pours the dishes into the pot.

Looking at these guys, Zhang Feng was a little speechless. What he wanted to do was to go quickly and get together with these guys. As a result, these guys began to fight by themselves.

He walked to the table with one face: "can you stop? This is hot pot, not your food."