Almighty Appraiser

Chapter 228
"Master Shen, please be polite."

Master Guo smiled warmly.

"The so-called authorities are obsessed with onlookers, I just said a few words based on my own experience. As for the specific method of operation, it is up to you and your friend to make up your own mind."

Shen Yunfeng didn't mention his suggestion to Yuan Dongliang to change the antique shop into a pawn shop, and Master Guo didn't take the initiative to ask.

One advantage of talking to smart people is that you don’t need to say everything in detail, just hit the point.

At about ten o'clock in the morning, a guest came, and the two of them got up to greet the guest at the same time, Master Guo went to receive him, Shen Yunfeng carried the teacup, and entered the quiet room behind the bogu shelf.

After getting along for a while, Shen Yunfeng also admired Master Guo's ability to appraise treasures, so when customers came to the store, he took the initiative to hand over the work to him.

Although Liang Jinyan's salary for Master Guo was not low, Shen Yunfeng felt that it would allow him to get an extra share of the salary.

After all, Shen Yunfeng probably knew something about Master Guo's family situation and knew that he needed money more than he did.

For Shen Yunfeng's compassion, Master Guo also understood it. At the beginning, he would show some embarrassment and embarrassment, but after a long time, Master Guo also felt Shen Yunfeng's character and temper, and knew that this young man Yes, I really want to help myself.

After coming and going, the two of them tended to develop in the direction of Wangnian friendship.

This is also one of the reasons why Master Guo was willing to say those things to Shen Yunfeng yesterday.

"Master Shen, take a look at this thing." Master Guo opened the door curtain and walked in. "I think it would be the best if this number can be accepted."

He handed the phone to Shen Yunfeng, and gestured a number.

Shen Yunfeng took the phone with a smile, glanced at the antiques brought by the guests that Master Guo just photographed, nodded, and said, "Master Guo, I also feel that the things should be genuine, and the price you mentioned is not a problem."

"Look at these places, I don't think modern technology can do it so realistically."

Shen Yunfeng zoomed in on the picture, and pointed out a few subtleties that others would not notice for Master Guo to see.

Master Guo nodded frequently. He didn't notice the points Shen Yunfeng pointed out at first.

"What Elder Dong said is true, Shen Yunfeng deserves the title of No. 1 treasure in Hanzhong."

When Master Guo was negotiating with the customer, he was still thinking this way.

When it was almost eleven o'clock, Shen Yunfeng called Liang Bingru a few times, but no one answered. He felt a little uneasy in his heart.

"Master Guo, the store is in your hands, I'll go out for a while."

After Shen Yunfeng greeted Master Guo, he walked out of the market quickly after leaving the store.

When they got to the side of the road, they had to hail a taxi when Liang Bingru called.

"Fingru, why didn't you answer my call?"

Shen Yunfeng asked anxiously.

"Yunfeng, my dad."

On the phone, Liang Bingru burst into tears suddenly.

"What happened to Uncle Liang?"

Shen Yunfeng was startled.

"My dad's heart hurts badly. I have already contacted the ambulance of the Central Hospital."

Liang Bingru sobbed and said.

"I'll rush over right away."

Shen Yunfeng raised his hand to stop the taxi.

"Well, the ambulance has arrived downstairs."

Liang Bingru's voice was obviously panicked.

"Dad, don't worry."

The phone was switched off, and there was the sound of Liang Bingru opening the door, and the voices of the medical staff asking about the patient's condition.

"Fingru, I went straight to the hospital."

Shen Yunfeng hung up the phone, and while sending a voice message to Liang Bingru, he signaled the driver to hurry to the Central Hospital.

The development of Liang Jinyan's condition was completely beyond Shen Yunfeng's expectation.

When eating lunch yesterday, Shen Yunfeng paid special attention to the location of Liang Jinyan's lesion. Judging from the information fed back to him by his grandfather's master's medical practice, it is completely possible to gradually improve with the help of traditional Chinese medicine instead of soul-eating acupuncture. , and even cure.

However, it has only been one night, how could it cause pain in the heart and make Liang Bingru mess up?

This is unreasonable!

When the taxi drove outside the hospital gate, Shen Yunfeng gave the driver a big red note, opened the door and ran in.

From a distance, Liang Bingru could be seen following a stretcher cart into the building of the inpatient department.

The elevator went up to the 18th floor.

Shen Yunfeng glanced at the floor index, and a bad feeling came to his heart instantly.

Because the 18th floor is the ICU ward, where the so-called intensive care unit is located.

The elevator stopped, and Shen Yunfeng rushed in.

After getting out of the elevator on the 18th floor, Liang Bingru's lonely and helpless back appeared in front of Shen Yunfeng.

Walking over a few steps, trying to calm down the nervous mood, before speaking, Liang Fingru, with red eyes, climbed on Shen Yunfeng's shoulder and started to cry.

Shen Yunfeng was slightly stunned, and quickly comforted him while looking at the situation inside the ICU through the huge window.

Liang Bingru sobbed: "My dad wakes up well in the morning, and I was thinking of going downstairs with him for a walk in the neighborhood, but suddenly I said my heart hurts."

Several doctors in white coats stepped out of the elevator and entered the ICU.

"The Central Hospital is the best hospital in Hanzhong," Shen Yunfeng patted Liang Bingru on the back, comforting, "Uncle Liang will definitely be fine."

"Hey, boy, are you so sure that the patient will be fine?"

An indifferent voice came over.

Liang Bingru held back her sobbing, and looked towards the elevator entrance together with Shen Yunfeng. Among a group of white coats, there was an old man in his sixties standing like a moon surrounded by stars.

The old man was also wearing a white coat, looking at Shen Yunfeng and Liang Bingru with disdain and pity.

The door of the ICU opened, and a middle-aged doctor walked out, holding a few pages of papers in his hand and asking, "Who are Liang Jinyan's family members?"

Liang Bingru hastily agreed, "I am."

"I am the patient's daughter."

He trotted up to the middle-aged doctor.

Shen Yunfeng didn't think too much about what the old man said, but followed behind Liang Bingru, ready to listen to what the middle-aged doctor had to say.

"Oh, Mr. Zhong, you came here in person."

The middle-aged doctor was just about to tell Liang Bingru and Shen Yunfeng about Liang Jinyan's condition, when he suddenly saw a group of colleagues walking slowly, and after seeing clearly who the old man surrounded by them was, he immediately went up to them.

"Doctor, my father is him."

"Didn't you see that I'm busy?" The middle-aged doctor pushed the anxious Liang Bingru away, "I can't die yet."

"You stand aside first and don't block Mr. Zhong's way."

The middle-aged doctor interrupted Liang Bingru, and stretched out his hands towards the old man from a distance of more than ten meters.

"It is an honor for all our staff that you can come to the ICU for inspection."

The middle-aged doctor paid no attention to Liang Bingru and Shen Yunfeng, and after holding the old man's hand tightly, he greeted several white coats following behind the old man one by one.

Shen Yunfeng listened for a while. Those who accompanied the old man surnamed Zhong to the ICU included the two vice presidents of the central hospital and the directors of three departments. The rest, who didn’t hear the middle-aged doctor’s name and position, should be ordinary doctors. .

(End of this chapter)