"Look."
She pointed to a painting hanging on the wall and said to Zeng Xubai, "That looks like it's by Wu Daozi?"
"Yes," Zeng Xubai nodded, "It's an authentic work by Wu Daozi."
Considering Mr. Huo's status and financial resources, everything here is probably authentic.
“So rich!”
Liu Liang originally thought that Mr. Huo was just powerful, but it turned out that he was also very rich. Oh, how could she have forgotten that not only did Mr. Huo have powerful ancestors who left him a lot of wealth, but he himself was also very capable and owned a private jade mine.
Whether it's stones or jade, everything there belongs to the Huo family. How could they not have money?
Having a mine is like having an inexhaustible gold mountain.
No, it’s more expensive than Kingsoft University.
After all, gold has a price, but a good piece of material is priceless.
"If you like it, I'll give it to you two."
Old Huo came out, still wearing a long robe, but he looked in good spirits today. He also liked the painting, but he didn't mind giving it away as a favor.
"Mr. Huo, you're too polite."
Zeng Xubai turned Liu Jing's head over and told her not to look, otherwise, Mr. Huo would probably give away all the things here.
Liu Liang took a bite of the bun and decided not to look at it. She also had a painting by Gu Kaizhi at home. The best one was truly extinct.
"I also have Zhang Zeduan and Tang Yin's..."
Mr. Huo thought that Liu Liang looked down on him and was eager to spend all his family assets.
"I don't like calligraphy and painting."
Liu Liang didn't dare let him continue. If he continued, she might really want it.
"So what do you like?"
Old Huo asked with a smile. As long as he had something and the little girl liked it, he would find a way to give it to her. Not to mention that this was his savior, a little miracle doctor who could not be described by common sense was worthy of his friendship.
“I like steamed buns now.”
Liu Liang shook the half-eaten bun in her hand, then stuffed the bun into her mouth in a few bites, almost choking herself.
Old Wu hurried over with some water, really worried that she would choke to death, but no one took out the needle for Old Huo.
Liu Liang took several gulps of water.
Zeng Xubai patted her back and said, "You can eat slower."
Liu Jing also wanted to eat slowly, but she was afraid that Old Wu would make her so anxious that she vomit blood.
As a younger generation, you must respect your elders, so she'd better be sensible.
Liu Liang took another sip of water.
Well, perfect.
She passed her hands over the basin of water on the side and was about to start removing the needle from Mr. Huo.
"Should we take shelter first?"
Old Wu's voice was trembling, which shows how nervous he was.
"Need not."
The method Liu Liang uses is her own unique method, which is not easy to learn. Even if others want to learn it, they cannot. Of course, it is not an ordinary method.
Otherwise, how could it be possible to cure a disease that no other doctor could cure?
So if she wanted to see it, she could see it, and she also believed that both Zeng Xubai and Lao Wu would keep this secret for her.
Liu Liang walked over to Mr. Huo, asked him to sit down, and then put her hand on his head.
"Don't be nervous."
She could sense Mr. Huo's nervousness.
Old Huo forced a smile, but waiting to die was one thing, and now having to remove the needle was another matter. No matter how strong a person was, there were always things he dared not face.
Especially those that are closely related to oneself.
Otherwise, there would be no such thing as taboos and medical treatment in this world.
Liu Liang asked Old Wu to talk to Old Huo. Old Wu stuttered and didn't know what to say. He spoke incoherently and rambling, bringing up a lot of boring and meaningless topics.
Liu Liang was paying attention to the two needles in Mr. Huo's brain at this time. She had moved these two needles a little bit last time and they were now in a relatively safe place. It was actually not an easy task to take them out this time.
In fact, going to medical school is very useful. In the past, she always had a vague understanding of the human body, but since she studied systematically, she has a very detailed understanding of the structure of the human body, so she has a general understanding of where the two needles come out and how to cause the least damage.
The needle moved slowly in the air, and the air, like water, protected Mr. Huo's brain, and also had a numb feeling. Mr. Huo could not feel what happened at all, but sometimes his memory seemed to be cut off, his speech would tremble, and he would lose feeling in a part of his body for a moment, but these were all very short time, and even when he reacted, the feeling had disappeared.
After about half an hour, Old Wu could no longer stutter. Fortunately, Zeng Xubai was there to distract Old Huo's attention, which made Old Huo gradually relax. He even forgot what he was doing and started to have a more pleasant conversation with Zeng Xubai.
Old Wu secretly wiped the cold sweat from his head and would steal glances at Liu Liang from time to time.
Putting your hand on the master's head, is this a treatment?
Doesn’t removing the needle require surgery?
But he didn't even have a knife, he just touched the old man's head. What was he doing?
Just when he was so anxious that he wanted to pull out all his hair, Liu Liang withdrew her hand.
Before Old Wu could cover his mouth, he started screaming.
What happened? Mr. Huo instinctively wanted to stand up, but a hand pressed on his shoulder.
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