Chen Chen quickly drank the remaining porridge into his stomach, put down the bowl, and looked at Asheng, "Brother Asheng, can you take me out like yesterday? That is, put me on your shoulders?" Even though Chen Chen was a little thicker and said these words, he still blushed.

Asheng's eyes lit up a little. He was very happy that Chen Chen would get close to him. Even, he didn't know why, he always liked to surround Chen Chen, making him very happy, and even a clear mind. "Okay." Asheng nodded, then raised Chen Chen over his head and let Chen Chen sit on his shoulders.

Chen Chen, who was sitting on Asheng's shoulder, had an illusion, as if he had really returned to his childhood. Chen Chen told himself and others more than once that if time could go back, he would never learn medicine again. But in fact, the span of time was a bit large, and he would directly take him back to the Warring States Period. If he had known this before, Chen Chen would have chosen to continue to be a doctor. Therefore, humans are a very fickle creature. After walking a journey, they stopped to sort out gains and losses, and their set goals often change because of this one. Gains greater than losses, which proves that this journey was not in vain, and then they were confidently prepared to continue to set out. If losses greater than gains, it proves that this period of time was completely in vain, and they wanted to take a whole bottle of regret medicine. But in fact, there is no regret medicine in the world. So even if Chen Chen is willing to go back to be a doctor at this moment, he can't go back.

When Chen Chen came to this era, he felt very guilty. He had spent less time with his family, but he had no way to get together again. His son wanted to support him but his relatives were not there. But in the current situation, Chen Chen was already out of touch with them.

When Chen Chen walked from the house to the yard, his eyes lit up. The land was beautiful, with green grass, wheat fields, clear blue sky, white clouds, three or two houses, fields were crisscrossed, and occasionally a few wild flowers and oxen.

But before Chen Chen could appreciate it, he was attracted by the screams outside the door. Chen Chen looked over, but he was a child in a gorgeous costume. He fell to the ground, covered his left foot, frowned, looked painful, and even sweated all over, but he didn't scream.

"Little young master, little boy, what's wrong with you? Did you fall your leg?"

"Young Master, it's okay." The child in the gorgeous clothes said reluctantly, his expression on his face remained unabated, and he was still in pain. "Help me get up."

"Yes!" The attendant said quickly. The young man fell down his leg today. It seemed quite serious. I don't know if he would be punished when he returned.

"If you want him to be disabled for life, just help him up." Chen Chen said with a cold eyebrows. The child must have been hurt, otherwise, this expression would not be the same.

Immediately, a guard drew his sword and pointed at Chen Chen, "What are you talking about, kid?"

The child in the gorgeous clothes looked at Chen Chen, and saw Chen Chen sitting on his brother's shoulder, a hint of imperceptible envy flashed in his eyes. Then, he saw that Chen Chen was younger than him, and said frankly, "What did you just say? Are you cursing this young master for life's disability?"

Chen Chen shook his head and pointed to his right leg, "My leg was injured, but I dealt with it myself."

"What do you mean is, can you help me deal with the injury?" The child in the Huafu was looking forward to his own injury. He knew very well, but indeed, the bone was broken because he touched the protruding broken bone himself. He was actually very scared. He was afraid of disability, afraid of being punished by his mother after he went back and the adopted father's blame.

"I want to see the specific situation." Chen Chen continued, "Brother Asheng, take me to that young master."

Asheng intuitively felt that these guards were not very friendly, but when Chen Chen took control of the situation, he didn't say anything. He walked out as Chen Chen told him.

"Brother Asheng, let me down. I have to sit on the ground to see his wounds." Chen Chen said again. He didn't know why, but when he saw Asheng, he had never had any other thoughts. He only knew that this person could trust.

Asheng nodded, carefully put Chen Chen down, and then helped Chen Chen sit on the ground, sitting next to the injured leg of the young man in gorgeous clothes.

Chen Chen looked around the child's trouser legs, and there was no blood, which means it was not an open wound, so it was relatively easy to deal with. Then, he looked at the child in China, his eyes full of seriousness, and said, "There will be some pain next, I hope you can hold it back."

"Hmph, don't worry, I've never been afraid of pain!" The child in the Chinese costume snorted and said bravely, but in fact, he was very brave and had never shouted since he fell and injured.

The guards probably felt that Chen Chen was younger than their young master and would not do anything bad. Moreover, they were a little confused about the communication between the two children. They were obviously children, but when they spoke, they were as old as adults.

Chen Chen nodded, "I'm starting." Then, Chen Chen's white and tender hands began to slowly grop on the child's left calf, and the left tibia and fibula were broken. In other words, the two bones supporting the calf were broken, and the misalignment was very severe. If you cut the child's trouser legs at this moment, you will find that the pointed bones had poked the skin, but they almost had no force to poke it out.

"The problem is big. Do you have to listen to the truth?" Chen Chen looked at the child and said seriously. The child's injury is probably difficult to treat conservatively, which means that surgery is required and bone correction is required.

The child in Huafu nodded, "Tell me, I won't blame you. Will there be any worse results than lifelong disability?"

"The lower section of your left tibia and fibula is broken, and you should be able to feel the broken bone surface by yourself." Chen Chen's mouth occasionally popped up some medical words, but he knew that the child understood it because besides him, the child himself had touched the injured leg.

"good."

"There is no way to treat such injuries conservatively." Chen Chen pointed to his right leg. "I also broke the small bones of my calf, but the injury was not serious. So, after I put the bone in the position, I fixed it with branches and bandages, and waited for the bones to heal slowly by themselves. This is conservative treatment."

The child in China's clothing had a bad premonition, but he still asked, "What is non-conservative treatment?"

"It is to cut a hole in your injured leg with a knife, artificially force your broken bones to straighten them, and then fix them, waiting for healing." Chen Chen said, "And, at this stage, this is the best way to deal with it."
Chapter completed!