I opened a medical clinic in ancient times

Wang Zheng took Pei Shu and Xue Qingling to see Shi Changling.

Shi Changling is a thin and tall scholar, wearing a simple and elegant white gown, the white gown is stained with some random ink, which adds a little to the elegance of a scholar. His face is long and his appearance is ordinary. , with a bit of aloofness and gloom on his face, at this moment he was proudly raising his chin, looking proudly at the few people in front of him.

The guests who came to the historian today were not only Wang Zheng and Pei Shu, but also another group of people.

The group of people seemed to be looking at Shi Changling's wonderful paintings. They were three people dressed as scholars, one of them was wearing a white Confucian hat, the other was holding a feather fan, and the third was carrying a handbag. With a wolf pen.

When this group of people left, they happened to meet Pei Shu and his party head-on.

"Shi Caizi's painting is really wonderful!"

"Indescribably wonderful, superb painting skills! I'm afraid even Cheng Yu's flower and bird works can't compare to that one..."

"This kind of rare calligraphy is rare. It's a pity, it's a pity, no matter what the high price is, he is unwilling to sell it..."

"He has already said that this painting will never be sold."

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Wang Zheng's ears moved, and when he heard them mention that painting, his heart moved a lot. When he saw Shi Changling, instead of waiting for an introducer, Wang Zheng also asked Shi Changling, "May I Let me wait to appreciate that wonderful picture of peach blossoms..."

Shi Changling waved his hand in boredom, and he was not curious when he saw Wang Zheng brought two people here. He only thought that the other party was also two people who love painting, and naturally they came to his house to admire his paintings.

In the past few months, the threshold of his family has been broken through.

He lazily told the book boy: "Open it again and show them for a while, be careful, and don't hurt my precious painting."

"Yes." The book boy nodded obediently, and carefully and slowly unfolded the painting on the long table in front of Pei Shu and the others.

When the painting was opened in front of several people, Pei Shu, Xue Qingling and Wang Zheng all opened their eyes wide with shock on their faces. Shi Changling glanced at everyone's surprised faces one by one, and immediately felt relieved.

This kind of picture is so intoxicating that he never gets tired of watching it.

The painting unfolded slowly, and it was a vivid picture of green peach blossoms in spring. The peach blossoms on the painting were dotted with pink petals, as if jumping off the paper. Just glanced at the painting, and felt that there seemed to be peach blossoms in front of my eyes. , the bursts of freshness and scorching feeling of spring, and the continuous sea of ​​bright red flowers, make people's hearts tremble.

After the shock at the first glance, when I look at the brush carefully, I am even more amazed. What kind of masterful painter can draw such an exquisite painting with hundreds of strokes on the white paper. It's just right, it's not bad, it seems to be natural, and people can't find a trace of imperfection.

I am afraid that such works can only be obtained by chance.

The pride on Shi Changling's face became even greater. The corners of his mouth couldn't help but curled up to the highest point. He stared at the painting and said in a calm voice, "This is the most perfect and proud work in my life."

Wang Zheng applauded and praised: "Mr. Shi's painting skills are superb!"

Hearing Wang Zheng's applause, Xue Qingling also came back to her senses. The painting of peach blossoms in front of her is indeed exquisite and unparalleled. It seems to be comparable to his husband's painting, and even faintly better. The peach blossoms on the painting...how should I put it, seems to have condensed all the minds of the painter at that time, there is a sense of fascination, and there is a beauty that shocks the soul, making Xue Qingling feel more and more trembling the more he looks at it.

His heartbeat also followed the ups and downs of this painting.

Xue Qingling liked this painting more and more in his heart. He inexplicably felt that this painting gave him a very kind and familiar feeling, as if he had seen it somewhere before, or... looking at the bright red painting on the scroll, The scorching peach blossom always made him feel as if Pei Shu's peach blossom eyes were looking at him with a smile.

He shook his head involuntarily, to free himself from such thoughts, Xue Qingling turned his face to look at Pei Shu's profile, and happened to see the upturned ends of the other's peach eyes.

So strange.

Where does this sense of familiarity come from?

Could it be because of her husband's pair of similar peach blossom eyes.

Xue Qingling murmured absentmindedly, "This painting is really beautiful."

After Pei Shu, who was next to him, read the scroll, he didn't say a word.

After admiring the scrolls, Wang Zheng finally told Shi Changling about his reason for coming. Shi Changling was plagued by a strange disease recently, weak and lethargic, and often suffered from headaches. This insomnia and headache symptoms almost made him unable to complete a Just because he had a headache when he was painting, his hands trembled, which easily destroyed the painting in his hands.

This problem has been found by many doctors, but none of them have any effect.

Shi Changling's headache remained the same.

Over the past few days, his paintings have become less and less.

"I also invite Dr. Pei to come and diagnose Mr. Shi's pulse."

"Master Shi, Dr. Pei's medical skills are very good, maybe he can cure your curiosity."

Hearing that this man came to treat him, Shi Changling suddenly had a look of incomparable disgust on his face. He frowned and looked at Pei Shu in front of him. Facing this handsome young doctor in white, Shi Changling Changling became more and more disliked.

He sneered lightly, pointed at Pei Shu bluntly, and said mockingly, "Just him?"

"Such a young doctor? How good is he at curing diseases and saving lives?" Shi Changling clicked his tongue a few times, and his eyes scrutinized Pei Shu presumptuously, "Are you twenty years old? Have you studied medicine for a few years?" Huh? How many medical books have you read? How many patients have you treated under your hands?"

"Little doctor, I would like to remind you, don't come out to seek fame when you are young, and what a joke you say about your medical skills..." Shi Changling laughed several times, the laughter was extremely piercing.

Xue Qingling couldn't help clenching her fists when she heard the laughter, and was so angry that she was about to jump up.

Just now because of the picture scroll, he thought that Shi Changling should be a good talent, but he didn't expect that he was such a person.

His love for the peach blossom picture immediately dropped to the lowest point in his heart.

Pei Shu held his hand, and rubbed his thumb on the back of the other's hand for a moment, gently soothing his emotions.

Pei Shu looked directly at Shi Changling in front of him, without the slightest expression of anger. His expression was very calm, and he said lightly: "How about my medical skills, whether I am trying to gain fame or not, Mr. Shi will know later—— "

"However... Shi Gongzi's phrase "grow fame and reputation" is really good. What is borrowed from someone else is still someone else's after all."

Shi Changling's heart trembled suddenly when he said that. He raised his head and looked at the handsome doctor in white in front of him, suddenly feeling a little inexplicably flustered.

Pei Shu smiled and invited him to take a seat, "I'll take the pulse for you."

Shi Changling straightened his mind, thinking of those doctors from before... He immediately stabilized his mind, walked to the chair and sat down carelessly, allowing the other party to feel his pulse.

There was a sneer in his eyes.

You can't find anything wrong with it.

After Pei Shu finished taking the other party's pulse, the smile on his face remained the same. Wang Zheng saw the look on his face and asked curiously, "What do you think, Dr. Pei?"

Shi Changling caught a glimpse of the smile on the other party's face, as if he had been pricked by a needle, but he still sat firmly on the chair.

"Mr. Shi's illness is probably a heart disease..."

When Shi Changling heard his words, he immediately relaxed, and Wang Zheng who was beside him also nodded. Indeed, many doctors said that it was a heart disease, "But how can this Mr. Shi's heart disease be cured?"

Pei Shu said calmly, "The treatment is not difficult."

Wang Zheng was surprised, "What is this saying?"

The previous doctors were all helpless against this heart disease, but the young doctor Pei in front of him actually said that this heart disease is not difficult to treat.

"Other people's heart disease may be difficult to cure, but I can still say a thing or two about Mr. Shi's heart disease."

"This heart disease can be called a disease of guilty conscience, or a disease of falsehood."

"Ridiculous!" Shi Changling said angrily.

What Pei Shu said was clearly saying that he was not sick and pretended to be sick.

Wang Zheng couldn't help but widen his eyes, he understood the meaning of Pei Shu's words.

"You doctor is not good at learning, and you talk nonsense! It's so ridiculous. You can't cure other people's diseases, but you say that others are not sick. Is there a doctor like you in this world?"

Pei Shu smiled: "Young Master Shi might as well listen to me a few more words."

"The root of your guilty conscience probably lies in the painting just now."

Shi Changling clenched his fist involuntarily, but Wang Zheng said, "Could it be that Mr. Shi exhausted his mind for this painting..."

"Mr. Shi may have exhausted his mind and soul for this painting, but this painting is definitely not his painting."

Xue Qingling and Wang Zheng were all stunned.

At the moment when the paper window was punctured, Shi Changling was flustered immediately, and he said repeatedly: "Shut up! What nonsense are you talking about! This painting is clearly drawn by me!"

"If you talk nonsense again, please leave my family."

Shi Changling was flustered for a while, and then calmed down again. There is no conclusive evidence in this world that can point out that this painting was not painted by him.

Although I don't know where the person in front of me guessed the truth, but as long as the other party has no evidence, this painting is from Shi Changling.

Seeing that things had turned out like this, Wang Zheng hurriedly came out to speak, "Doctor Pei, you treat the disease as the cure, but don't talk nonsense and speculate wildly, which hurts everyone's peace."

"This painting is indeed drawn by Mr. Shi, and there is nothing false about it."

"This statement is indeed true." Shi Changling looked up at Pei Shu in front of him, "Young doctor Pei, I respect you as a young talent, but as a senior, I want to remind you that you must speak the truth and rely on evidence. Why do you swear that this painting was not drawn by me?"