Xiaoyao Village Doctor

Chapter 113 Second Treatment

"Take off your pants first."

Wang Teng continued, "How can I see a doctor for you if I don't take off my pants?"

"exactly."

Yang Jianlin came to his senses now, and immediately untied his belt, ready to take off the trousers he was wearing.

Zhang Yueyue was stunned watching from the side, and said, "Wait, uncle, let me go first, you are taking off."

"Yes, Yueyue, wait for me at the door."

Wang Teng glanced back at Zhang Yueyue and said.

At this time, Zhang Yueyue covered her face and ran out of the door shyly.

Yang Jianlin took off his pants while talking.

Wang Teng looked down and said, "Mr. Yang, did you play with too many women when you were young? Why did you become like this?"

"It's better for me not to answer this kind of thing."

Yang Jianlin is also an intellectual who graduated from a prestigious university, how could he answer such a question casually, and said, "Men, everyone has their moments."

"The problem is that you are too flamboyant."

Wang Teng once helped Qian Jinhui treat this kind of similar disease, and he had a deep understanding in his heart. Nine out of ten it was caused by playing with women too much, and said: "I will prescribe a medicine for you, take it on time , usually exercise more, the disease will be cured soon.”

"Really? Thank you so much."

Yang Jianlin was very grateful, and said: "If I can produce another big fat boy, I will definitely give you a big red envelope."

"Director Yang, don't keep asking for money in front of me."

Wang Teng said: "The disease is cured for you, so please don't be flirtatious outside in the future. It's best to only sleep with your wife."

"That is, that is, I must remember."

Yang Jianlin said.

Taking the paper and pen, Wang Teng wrote a prescription for him and asked him to go to the Chinese pharmacy to grab the medicine and take it by himself.

At most half a month, the disease can fully recover.

In order to thank Wang Teng, Yang Jianlin specially gave him a painting. He usually likes to collect some famous paintings and books, and he keeps them as treasures.

"This painting is for you. It is said that it is Tang Bohu's famous book Chang'e Picture."

Yang Jianlin took out the paintings he had collected for many years. Hearing that they were worth a lot, he said, "I'll give it to you."

Wang Teng took the painting and took a look at it. He recognized it as a fake at a glance. It was a counterfeit product, and it cost three pieces of ten yuan from a roadside stall. He said, "You have kept this shit for so long? Do you know, Thank you from the printing house."

"To tell you the truth, this painting is indeed fake."

Yang Jianlin was actually giving a gift of friendship. After all, money is just a number in his eyes. Giving money is so vulgar. He said, "You know, I usually collect some calligraphy and paintings."

"Let me show you the album of Qianlong's authentic narcissus in my collection."

Wang Teng suddenly took out a painting from his bag, placed it in front of Yang Jianlin, and said, "This painting is really valuable."

"This... this is."

Yang Jianlin recognized it at a glance. This is the Narcissus Volume 3, the authentic Qianlong handwriting, and there is a seal made of radish on the bottom. Qianlong likes to use radish as a jade seal.

Wang Teng said: "How about it? This is my famous painting."

"Where did you get it?"

Yang Jianlin asked.

In fact, Wang Teng also got it from Chanel's house, and it was given by an old lady. He said, "I also cured an old woman, and she gave me the painting."

"I want to buy your painting, please make a price."

Yang Jianlin likes these things the most. As long as it is an authentic work, he is willing to buy it no matter how much it costs. He said: "Or I will pay 1000 million."

"This famous painting is too tacky in terms of money."

"2000 million..."

"Actually, that's not what I meant."

"Okay, 5000 million!"

Wang Teng didn't intend to sell the painting, and originally he only brought it for collection.

Yang Jianlin also felt that if money was used to trade between friends, it would be too hurtful, and said: "In this way, if you give me the painting, I will give you the money, so it is not considered a transaction."

Wang Teng: "..."

In fact, the value of something like this mainly depends on people's values.

Sun Dianying, the great warlord back then, felt that the rubbish was worthless.

Theoretically speaking, famous paintings need to be appreciated and respected, but if they are used for trading, they would seem too bandit.

Wang Teng said: "Yang Dong, how about this, I gave you the painting, but I only have one request, you just agree."

"You say it, just say it."

Before Wang Teng could speak, Yang Jianlin agreed without hesitation.

Wang Teng definitely didn't want to continue to be pestered by Yang Shuhao, and said, "You can persuade your son with cerebral palsy not to come to my restaurant to make trouble in the future."

"I never planned to recognize this son."

Yang Jianlin said: "I don't intend to inherit my family property to him. I just want to have a new son, even a daughter."

"Since you have said so, I will give you the painting."

Wang Teng actually doesn't like to collect these famous paintings. The last time he asked for paintings from Chanel's house, he just didn't want to take money from the old lady.

Yang Jianlin immediately took the painting over, carefully admiring it, his eyes were engrossed in the painting, he clapped his hands in amazement and exclaimed, "Okay, it's really a good painting."

"That's it."

Wang Teng said: "I also cured you of your illness, and gave you the painting, so I won't keep it."

"Then Mr. Wang, go slowly."

Yang Jianlin said.

suddenly,
Zhang Yueyue suddenly ran into the door, threw herself on Wang Teng, hugged Wang Teng, and said, "Brother Teng, let me take you home."

"No, I just bought a car, so I have to pick it up first."

Wang Teng said.

Zhang Yueyue asked again: "Really? What kind of car did you buy?"

"Audi R8, I don't know whether it is easy to drive or not."

Seeing that it was getting late, Wang Teng went to the 4S store now, just in time to take out the car, and said, "Then I'll leave first."

"Wow, Brother Teng, you've gotten rich and bought such a nice car."

Zhang Yueyue also praised Wang Teng casually, but in fact, this car was not very good in her eyes.

Wang Teng is not a person who likes to show off. For him, he can buy as much rice as he has a big pot, and buy a car with as much money as he has. He said: "Yueyue, this car is just so-so. Yours is far behind."

"I just like a humble man like you."

It's not a day or two since Zhang Yueyue likes Wang Teng. No matter what car Wang Teng drives, she can boast at the same level as a Rolls-Royce.

Wang Teng said: "Yueyue, then I'll go first, and I will often come to your house for tea when I have free time."

"Okay, I happen to have something to do, so I won't see you off."

Zhang Yueyue bowed to Wang Teng.

With a smile on his face, Wang Teng got up and left.

(End of this chapter)