Doctor Gu took Li Ping's notebook and pencil, quickly wrote down two prescriptions, and handed them to Li Yuan. "This one is for your wife, and this one, with a lighter dosage, is for your daughter."

Li Yuan excitedly accepted the prescription; it seemed his wife's illness could be cured!

"Take one dose of medicine a day for half a month and then come back for a follow-up visit," Dr. Gu instructed Qi Yuexian and her daughter.

In his view, the illness was actually quite common, but Qi Yuexian's soul had been lost for too long, and it would probably take some effort to cure it completely. Li Hong's condition was still mild, so she was more likely to recover.

Li Yuan carefully folded the prescription and put it in his trouser pocket, then took out twenty yuan from his pocket.

Thanks to Li Xiangdong, he can now earn two yuan in cash every day. He not only paid back the twenty yuan he owed his older brother, but also saved more than thirty yuan for himself.

"Dr. Gu, this is your consultation fee. I don't know if it's enough, but please take it first. If it's not enough, I'll go home and get more..."

"Haha, this little guy has paid today's consultation fee." Doctor Gu stroked his beard and pointed at Li Xiangdong with a smile.

Li Yuan was dumbfounded. Li Xiangdong's mind raced, and he came over with a grin, pouring Doctor Gu a glass of baijiu. "Today I will definitely serve you well, so that your hard work won't be in vain."

Everyone burst into laughter, while Li Weijun inwardly scorned his second brother, thinking, "What a sycophant!"

Li Yuan, along with his wife and daughter, chatted with them for a while longer before leaving.

Because dinner was eaten early and it wasn't dark outside yet, Li Yan and Da Xia insisted on going with Li Jiabao to watch the fish catching. Li Zhen was worried and went with them, leaving only Li Xiangdong and a few adults in the house.

Li Ying asked, "Dad, has that grandson who shot Wei Dong been sentenced?"

It has been seven or eight days since Kong Xiaolong was arrested.

Li Jin said, "According to Director Chen, Kong Xiaolong led a group of burglars, committed arson, and intentional homicide. He might be executed, but the process still needs to be followed. The court needs to pronounce the sentence, and then the execution result needs to be reported to the higher authorities for approval before it can be carried out."

When Li Jin uttered the word "execute," everyone in the room fell silent. Although they all hated Kong Xiaolong intensely, a life was about to be lost, and while they felt relieved, they also felt somewhat heavy-hearted.

Grandma Jiang broke the heavy atmosphere in the room with her words, "Heaven's sins may be forgiven, but self-inflicted sins are unforgivable. If he was only thinking about stealing some grain, why would he carry a gun? He's an untamed wolf, who knows when he'll bite a few people to death. Xiang Dong is lucky to have survived the bullet. If Chief Chen hadn't fired and missed Kong Xiaolong's shot, do you think you'd still have time to sympathize with others?"

The thought of Li Xiangdong being shot in the head and dying instantly dispelled any feelings of heaviness or regret among the crowd.

Should!

Serves him right!

Li Xiangdong glanced at Old Madam Jiang and thought to himself, "That old lady is incredibly shrewd. Kong Xiaolong, that hungry wolf, really did kill several people later on."

He had been lying in bed for seven days, unable to do anything, and his mind kept replaying this matter, which eventually made him remember it.

The massacre of an eight-member family in Huichuan County in his previous life was also the case that made Director Chen Yigan famous. He solved the case in just four days, and the perpetrator was none other than Kong Xiaolong!

Kong Xiaolong is still being held accountable by Director Chen, but it happened more than a decade earlier, which saved that poor family of eight.

Li Xiangdong secretly gave Old Madam Jiang a wink, and the two went to the west room. Li Xiangdong even mysteriously closed the door and drew the curtains.

"What are you doing? Do you have some treasure?" Old Mrs. Jiang raised an eyebrow.

"You guessed it!"

Li Xiangdong took out the key to open the cabinet and took out a tattered, yellowish-black scroll that had clearly been gnawed by rats.

"Take a look, isn't this painting old? Is there any way to save it?"

Grandma Jiang's playful expression vanished. She carefully took the scroll, gently placed it on the bed, and slowly unfurled it. "Turn on the light!"

The paper of this painting has become completely brittle and broken into four or five pieces. The colors on the yellowish-black paper are no longer very clear, but if you look closely, you can see that it is a painting of bamboo and larks in the rain.

"The ink in this painting is rich and varied, with a good balance of light and dark. The overall composition is abundant yet not chaotic. The bamboo is elegant and upright, and the lark is lively and colorful. The ink wash is blurred like dark clouds. And look at the paper, it is a raw Xuan paper from the Ming Dynasty collection."

“Ming dynasty paintings and calligraphy mostly used semi-sized paper. After Shen Zhou, raw paper was gradually used. Raw paper has excellent ink absorption and can express the infinitely varied ink atmosphere.”

"This should be a painting from the late Ming Dynasty, but there is no inscription, so we don't know who created it."

Grandma Jiang sighed and touched the painting, then asked, "Where did you get it from?"

Li Xiangdong stammered for a long time but couldn't get the words out.

Grandma Jiang said anxiously, "You're hiding this from me, afraid I'll go treasure hunting somewhere? You're so petty!"

"No! It's just... I found me in the public toilet at a junkyard."

Grandma Jiang:......

"I'm going to wash my hands first!"

Li Xiangdong laughed heartily when he saw the old woman waving her hand in disgust.

"Can you fix it? Didn't you claim to have studied ancient inscriptions and paintings for sixty years? You started studying them when you were two years old!"

Li Xiangdong followed Grandma Jiang around like a shadow, constantly asking her questions.

Grandma Jiang carefully washed her hands three times with soap and rinsed them three times with clean water. "Of course it can be fixed."

"That's great! Please fix it quickly!"

Li Xiangdong reached out to pull Grandma Jiang.

"Don't touch me!"

Grandma Jiang quickly dodged his hand, "Go wash your hands right away!"

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