"Don't come over!"
"What are you afraid of? I'm just taking your temperature.”
Zhangsun Wuji ran up to the pillar and held it with one hand as he panted.
He pointed at the thermometer on Cheng Yaojin's phone and said," You stuffed it under your armpit just now. You haven't showered for days."”
Cheng Yaojin snorted.
"We're evenly matched. I've been freezing to death these past two days. Do you dare to say that you've washed?”
"Even if I didn't wash, I don't want your thermometer to stain me.”
"Hey, you old man, you actually despise me. I'm going to stuff it for you today.”
As he spoke, he chased after her.
Zhangsun Wuji was so frightened that he immediately ran around the pillar. Cheng Yaojin also chased after him.
The people at the side laughed happily.
Li Shi Min stroked his beard and smiled,
“
It was a little like Jing Ke assassinating the king of Qin. If the thermometer was replaced with a dagger, it would be even more similar.
Celestial Master Yuan, tell me who's stronger.
”
Yuan Tiangang was dumbfounded.
How was this considered?
However, as a heavenly master of the Great Tang, he had to do it.
He pinched his fingers and pretended to chant while observing the situation on the battlefield.
Moreover, based on the comprehensive analysis of Cheng Yaojin's cow, who often died of depression and hit the wall, he quickly came to a conclusion.
"Your Majesty, I feel that General Cheng will definitely win.”
"Oh, Celestial Master Yuan actually has another brilliant idea. Why do I feel that the auxiliary machine is a little more powerful? I bet that the auxiliary machine will win.”
At this moment.
Zhangsun Wuji felt that his stamina was about to be emptied.
He couldn't shake it off no matter how hard he tried. It seemed that people who often ate beef had good stamina.
After running another dozen laps, Zhangsun Wuji finally couldn't hold on any longer. He knelt on the ground with a thud and waited for Cheng Yaojin to manipulate him.
Seeing this, Li Shimin gave Yuan Tiangang a thumbs up." The Taoist Master is indeed a master."”
Yuan Tiangang could not help but straighten his back." Your Majesty, you flatter me. It's just a small trick. It's not worth mentioning."”
Cheng Yaojin immediately caught up.
He chuckled, pulled open Zhangsun Wuji's clothes, and stuffed the thermometer into his armpit.
Beep, beep, beep.
After a while, the thermometer rang.
Cheng Yaojin pulled it out and looked at it. His eyes were as big as eggs." Four, forty-two degrees!! Old man Wuji, prepare for your funeral."
Wang Zhao, who had been drinking at the entrance of the passageway, spat it out.
Cheng Yaojin immediately looked over." Young Master Wang, what's wrong?”
"I think you should test yourself too. Maybe old man Wuji will have a companion on his way to the afterlife.”
Puchi!
Cheng Yaojin inserted the thermometer into his armpit.
After a while, he took it out.
Seeing the number on the thermometer, he fell to the ground with a thud.
His bull-like body slammed into the ground, causing the ground to tremble three times as if there was an earthquake.
This jolt woke up Wei Zheng, who was not far away.
He turned around in a daze and saw Cheng Yaojin with a bitter face.
"General Cheng, why do you look so unhappy?”
Cheng Yaojin shook his head." No, I feel like I'm going to die."”
"Why?"
"I just took the temperature and found that it's 41 degrees. This is the super high temperature that Young Master Wang said.”
Wei Zheng took a closer look at Cheng Yaojin and found that he was panting heavily and his face was sweating.
"Could it be that you couldn't run away just now?”
"Yeah, why?"
"Then what are you afraid of? It's more than 40 degrees Celsius for anyone to run. It's not caused by a high fever.
Even if it was caused by a high fever, it might not kill people unless you let it go.
It was obvious that he wasn't listening to Young Master Wang.”
Cheng Yaojin looked at Wang Zhao." Young Master Wang, is Old Man Wei telling the truth?”
Wang Zhao nodded.
Cheng Yaojin heaved a sigh of relief." It's good that you're fine.”
Then, he hummed a little tune and walked out of the Dew Palace awkwardly.
In the end, she had only taken a few steps when she bumped into Yuchi Jingde's little servant girl.
"Greetings, General Cheng."
"Why are you in such a hurry?”
"Our Duke Wu's old fever won't go away. Prepare to invite Imperial Physician Zhao."
"Why invite him? You might as well invite me.
Imperial Physician Zhao can only reduce the fever in seven days with just a prescription. His medical skills are not good, but I've learned from the divine doctor. I'm a hundred times better than him.”
The servant girl was confused.
"What godly doctor?"
Cheng Yaojin saw that the news of the divine doctor had not reached the little servant girl's ears.
"Don't worry about that. Anyway, you just need to know that I'm very powerful now. Let's go and find Duke Wu.”
As he spoke, he forcefully pulled the little servant girl to look for Yuchi Jingde.
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