The Urban Romance of Miracle Doctor

Recalling what yehaoxuan said, he felt a creepy feeling in his heart. His illness, as well as Lin Jianye's fate, were all due to the influence of this painting?

Hearing what yehaoxuan said, shenxiuying felt a chill coming from her back. She was afraid and said, "Congwen, or this painting will be lost."

Lincongwen was stunned, but his temper was very stubborn. He raised his head and said, "I'm lincongwen upright and afraid of nothing."

"Yehaoxuan, do you have any good ideas?" Linjianye asked.

Although he said he didn't believe these things, Lin Congwen also believed them for sevenoreight points. When yehaoxuan said so, he also felt a chill on his back.

Yehaoxuan said with a smile, "there are some ways. It's very simple. Just lose the painting. But uncle likes the painting, so there's another way."

"I'd better lose it. I heard Xiaoye say that this painting has the grievances of the ancients, and it's unlucky at home." Shenxiuying said.

Lin Congwen waved his hand and said, "listen to Xiao Ye."

Ye haoxuan said, "just write a few words on this painting and calm it down with the smell of modern ink."

Lincongwenqi said, "so what do you say?"

Yehaoxuan said, "this painting is an unearthed antique. It was due to the thousands of years of darkness and the scholar's resentment before his death that Lin Jianye's fate and uncle's health were affected. These things were dissipated by inscribing with ink."

Lin Congwen said with a smile, "that's easy. Go and get the four treasures of the study."

Shenxiuying nodded, got up and went to get the pen and ink.

Lincongwen asked again, "since this painting has an impact on people, why does it only affect me and linjianye? Why is your aunt OK?"

Yehaoxuan said with a smile, "this is the result of my aunt's birthday. If I'm not mistaken, my aunt's birthday is at noon. At this time, according to superstition, Yang Qi is flourishing, so these things can't affect it."

Shenxiuying had already come over with her pen and ink. She smiled and said, "Xiao Ye is really right. It was noon when I was born."

Yehaoxuan smiled and then said, "but uncle and linjianye are different. If they are right, uncle and linjianye were born after the time of the son. Because it is early morning, the Yang Qi is not prosperous, and the Yin Qi is rising. This is why they are affected by the smell of the painting."

As soon as yehaoxuan said, Lin Congwen immediately clapped his hands and said with a smile, "Xiao Ye, I'm convinced. You can guess that. Yes, Lin Jianye and I were born in the early morning."

Before the words were heard, he gave a cry of pain, held his head in his hands, and sweat dripped down.

Obviously, he had a headache again. Lin Jianye and ye haoxuan hurriedly helped him to lie on the sofa.

Lincongwen was pale and sweating. If he did not take sedatives, his headache would last for oneortwo hours.

While ye haoxuan hurriedly spread the painting on the table, and his right hand took out a shiny copper coin from his clothes.

Linjianye's eyelids jumped. He thought that ye haoxuan was really not an ordinary person. He vaguely remembered that the copper coin was the copper coin of the money sword ye haoxuan had obtained at the auction. He remembered that he said it was a magic weapon.

Yehaoxuan put the coin vertically on the painting, then gently pulled it out with his right hand, and saw the coin rotate rapidly.

What is surprising is that the copper coin rotates around the ancient painting and finally lies flat in the center of the painting.

A trace of evil spirit that only yehaoxuan could see was sucked into the copper coin, and he quietly took back the copper coin.

Then he took a brush, dipped it in ink sweat, and wrote.

The four characters "making the moon and singing the wind" were completed at one go. Yehaoxuan's writing style was very vigorous and powerful.

In this picture of ladies, a full moon is hanging in the air. In the lotus pond of the pavilion, a group of ladies are blowing their zither.

Just in line with the mood of the four words "Lane Yue Yin Feng".

Lin Congwen immediately got up from the sofa. His face gradually returned to normal. His head, which had a headache just now, is now very clear. It really doesn't hurt at all.

"Good, good medical skills, good words." Lincongwen slowly stood up, took the picture, looked at the four big characters, and marveled at yehaoxuan.

"Uncle flattered me." Ye haoxuan said modestly.

"Xiao Ye's medical skills are really unusual. Especially this word, I feel inferior." Lincongwen felt clear headed, relaxed and happy.

Lincongwen has always loved painting and calligraphy, and he is quite conceited about his own calligraphy and painting. Today, when he saw yehaoxuan's calligraphy, he didn't realize that he was ashamed. Yehaoxuan was young, and his writing skills were even stronger than his, which made him marvel.

However, when yehaoxuan inherited the skills and medical skills of his ancestors, he also inherited the elegant calligraphy of his ancestors.

However, the evil spirit of Lin Jianye's impression hall disappeared. He felt refreshed and his admiration for ye haoxuan increased.

After sitting at Lin Jianye's house for a while, yehaoxuan said goodbye.

Thanks to Lin Congwen and his wife, yehaoxuan drove away. When Lin Congwen left, he left yehaoxuan a business card with his private phone number written on it.

You should know that lincongwen is one of several business giants in Qingyuan. His background and identity are not ordinary. He can get a business card, which shows that lincongwen will not treat yehaoxuan as an outsider in the future.

After yehaoxuan left, lincongwen immediately asked Lin Jianye about yehaoxuan's identity.

Linjianye didn't hide it, so he told how he knew yehaoxuan, and then took out the almost fragmented jade Guanyin.

Lincongwen's face was suspicious. He had never believed in the metaphysics of geomantic omen before, but today ye haoxuan really shocked him.

Although ye haoxuan used traditional Chinese medicine to explain the painting just now, it was more or less far fetched. What kind of people Lin Congwen and his wife were, they immediately figured out the key.

Their idea is almost the same as that of Lin Jianye, that is, these high-profile people have always disliked high-profile.

Out of lincongwen's words, yehaoxuan drove directly to the villa.

The household appliances and furniture in the villa have been settled down, but they are short of some small things. They refuse zhaofulin's kindness to hire servants for him. Now yehaoxuan drives to a shopping mall and starts to buy some daily necessities.

Just outside, lanlinlin's phone came.

"Are you finished?" Lanlinlin said softly on the phone.

"It's over. Now I want to buy some belongings. What's up?"

"Nothing, I miss you," lanlinlin said shyly.

"Wait, I'll pick you up right away..." yehaoxuan cut off the phone.

After a while, he rushed to lanlinlin's dormitory downstairs and saw that she was already standing downstairs waiting.

When he saw LAN Linlin, ye haoxuan couldn't help but see that Lan Linlin was very beautiful today. She was dressed in a light blue dress, with fine dark hair loosely draped over her shoulders, slightly soft and beautiful. Sometimes she counted her long hair loosely, showing a different style.

Yesterday, LAN Linlin looked noble and generous in her dress. Today, she looks small and supple. It is a different style, which makes ye haoxuan lose his mind.

"I hate it. What are you staring at?" Lanlinlin was embarrassed by him.

"Look at the beauties." Yehaoxuan laughed.

When they arrived at the shopping mall, ye haoxuan and LAN Linlin took the elevator to the second floor. Just after the elevator reached the second floor, he couldn't help but be stunned. In front of him stood a seven or eight year old girl.

The little girl was very lovely, her skin was tender, her face was as white as a porcelain doll, but her eyes were slightly empty, which was incompatible with her lovely image.

She held a doll in her right hand, and her empty eyes looked at the flower board above, showing a look of curiosity and surprise.