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    "So, is there really a hole in my skull?"

    Ji Chengjue asked while looking in the mirror and touching the gauze wrapped around his head.

    "yes."

    "This hole seems to be much smaller than I imagined." Ji Chengjue turned to look at Zheng Fan, and made a gesture with both hands, "I thought it would be like eating a monkey's brain, just cut it open  A big hole."

    Zheng Fan would like to ask, do you think you would dare to agree to this "surgery" after making such a big opening?

    But when he thinks of Ji Chengjue, he will definitely answer: because I trust you.

    In order to prevent this disgusting dialogue from appearing,

    Zheng Fan changed his tune;

    "It's enough to open a small incision. By the way, the tumor is preserved for you. Do you want to see it?"

    "Look at it."

    Zheng Fan walked to the side cabinet, and picked up a sarcoma that was preserved in a glass bottle and soaked by Xue San's medicine.

    "Is this thing taken out of my brain?"

    "right."

    "Looking at it makes me feel sick."

    "Whatever you eat to make up for you, you can add it to your dishes to nourish your brain."

    "Ugh"

    The emperor first clutched his chest and retched for a while, then felt a little dizzy and his head hurt, so he gently covered his own head.

    Fortunately, nothing happened, just a normal postoperative reaction.

    This operation was very successful. As for the wound on the emperor's head, Siniang also sutured it;

    Except that after the hair grows out, that piece will become a small bald spot, there is no other effect.

    "Surnamed Zheng, I just woke up, can you stop being so disgusting?"

    Zheng Fan held the glass bottle and looked at it carefully,

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    "I think it is quite valuable for collection."

    "Give it to you, you keep it safe for me."

    "Then I'll feed it to the dogs."

    "You put it down!"

    The emperor finally put the bottle away.

    Afterwards, the emperor began to try to walk out of the door by himself, and was basking in the sun. For a while, his expression was in a trance.

    He didn't tell Zheng Fan what kind of horrible nightmares he fell into every day during the coma, because now that he was awake, dreams, whether they were good dreams or nightmares, were meaningless.

    "Can I live a long time?" the emperor asked.

    "I didn't choke to death when I ate, but I can't guarantee that I choked to death when I drank water."

    "My surname is Zheng, have you been this sweet-talking since you were a child?"

    "I am telling the truth."

    "It is also true that you can live to adulthood thanks to too many people."

    "Are you hungry?"

    "A little bit."

    "I just delivered the meal."

    "This is the first nice sentence I heard after waking up."

    "oh?"

    "I take back what I just said, Zheng, you are a beast!"

    Facing the porridge, eggs, milk and a small portion of meat floss in front of him, the emperor roared almost madly.

    "You are still weak, so you need to eat something light. Besides, isn't it good to have meat and eggs?"

    Zheng Fan said while picking up chopsticks to pick up all kinds of dishes full of dishes in front of him.

    "Then you can't eat the same thing with me?"

    "I have no holes in my mind."

    "What about the sharing of joys and sorrows between brothers?"

    "It tastes the best when you know what to eat? When someone next to you admires you, it tastes the best when you eat. What's more, now that the person in front of me is the emperor who admires me, it's even more delicious.

    In addition, in my opinion, brothers share joys and sorrows, that is, you bear the bitterness, and the sweetness, I will taste it for you.

    eat quickly

    Don't get cold for a while.  "

    The emperor was really hungry and started to eat.

    After the two of them had finished eating, Si Niang came in to clean up the dishes.

    Ah Ming pushed a wheelchair.

    "I don't need this." The emperor said, although there was a hole in his mind, he felt that there was nothing wrong with his body except for some weakness.

    "I think, you feel better now that you are in a wheelchair."

    "Why don't I feel this way?"

    "Because you are sitting on it, and I am pushing it."

    &nbs?Live freely!

    Zheng Fan bent down,

    ?He took a bundle of incense and paper money and took it in his hand,

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    "Go ahead, offer incense and kowtow to your nominal clansmen, and do your best."

    "yes."

    Every day, I picked up the joss sticks and paper money, and began to worship the graves one by one.

    Zheng Fan walked to another new tomb;

    This tombstone is very grand,

    There is a brave statue in front of it, and it is written the tomb of Weibo Guo Fusheng, the Great Swallow Tiger.

    It was Zheng Fan who placed Li Fusheng's tomb here. Li Fusheng's original surname was Guo, but he changed his surname to Li after being adopted by Zhenbeihou. He has no ancestral grave.

    Zheng Fan buried him here for convenience. With Li Fusheng's temper, if he knew that he would be neighbors with King Jingnan in the future, he would kick the coffin lid excitedly.

    Zheng Fan sat down in front of the tombstone,

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    "Brother, I don't know when I will see you next time.

    Alas, who told you that you can't use your brain, and you were surrounded by people and died in battle. It's really shameful to throw it at grandma's house.

    In a few years, when I really want to start a war, you will have no chance to witness it. You say you, it¡¯s a pity, is it a pity, are you stupid?  "

    If it is redundant,

    Zheng Fan didn't bother to say any more;

    Because of Li Fusheng's death and the mutilation of his body, when he was in Liangdi, he ordered the slaughter of the capital of Liangguo.

    For the relationship between men, talk less and do more.

    Zheng Fan leaned on Li Fusheng's tombstone, and took out the iron box he carried with him;

    The afternoon wind blows across this cemetery, and the grass and trees rustle;

    Outside, the Prince Regent is smoking;

    Inside, Li Fusheng is smoking incense;</div&gt
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