"Dean, this big shot..."

Liu Chende raised his hand to interrupt what Wu Ming wanted to say.

"Director Wu, the hospital has hospital rules. Please write me a written review on this matter later!"

"Dean Liu, what a coincidence!"

Liu Chende heard someone calling him, turned around and saw that he was really a big shot, and quickly stepped forward to say hello.

"Director Song, what brought you here?"

The visitor was none other than Song Chuxiong, the chairman of the Song Group, one of the four leading enterprises in Jinling.

"Director Liu, don't mention it. I bought a calligraphy and painting yesterday, and it turned out to be a fake. I was so angry that my blood pressure rose. Director Wu suggested that I come to the hospital for a checkup!"

"By the way, this is what you are doing?"

Seeing so many people gathered here, Song Chuxiong couldn't figure out the situation.

Liu Chende was embarrassed now. He was scolding Wu Ming just now, but he didn't expect that this was really a big shot.

Although Song Chuxiong is a businessman and entrepreneur, his background cannot be underestimated.

There is an idiom called "It's hard to get off the tiger", and Liu Chende is in such a situation now.

Ask Qin Hao to change the ward. This has been said, and there are still many people around here.

Once the matter is exposed by someone with intentions, his future will also be affected.

On the contrary, he did not want to offend Liu Chende.

Liu Chende thought of this and gave Wu Ming a look. It would be better to let the loser do the things that offend others.

Wu Ming understood and hurriedly stepped forward.

"Director Song, it's like this. The special care ward is no longer available. We are negotiating with the patient's family to release this ward."

"Old Wu, don't bother me. My blood pressure is a little high, but it's not a big problem. I can just go to the ordinary ward!"

"Besides, this family lives well, why do they have to move around?"

"I'm sorry, little brother!"

After Song Chuxiong finished speaking, he gestured to Lu Yuan.

Just as he was about to leave, a painting he was holding between his elbows accidentally fell down and rolled to Qin Hao's feet, and it was still half-open.

Qin Hao bent down to pick it up and turned on the X-ray identification.

“It turns out to be Wang Shimin’s [Xitian Ganxing]!”

Qin Hao said casually, and then handed the calligraphy and painting to Song Chuxiong.

As for why he said such a thing, it was not because Qin Hao was showing off deliberately, but because he took a fancy to Song Chuxiong's identity.

Although Qin Hao didn't know Song Chuxiong or what he did, one thing was certain.

Song Chuxiong is an antique collector, and he is also an antique collector with a background.

"It turns out that little brother is also a person in this way. He can tell who painted this painting just by looking at it. He is really a master. I admire him!"

Song Chuxiong was indeed shocked.

Qin Hao waved his hand and said: "Director Song is joking, I am not an expert, but there is something wrong with this painting!"

Now Song Chuxiong was even more interested. He only had two hobbies: doing business and collecting antiques.

"Awesome, little brother, I wonder if you are free, how about we discuss it?"

Qin Hao looked at Song Chuxiong's expectant eyes. In fact, he discovered another secret of this painting, so he nodded.

"Dean Liu, it's inconvenient here, can you provide a quieter place?"

How could Liu Chende not agree to Song Chuxiong's request?

He quickly said: "Director Song, just go to my office! It's quiet there!"

As soon as he arrived at the dean's office, Song Chuxiong couldn't wait to lay out Wang Shimin's "Xitian Senxing" on the table.

Then he motioned to Lu Yuan to watch the explanation.

Qin Hao walked around the calligraphy and painting, and then said: "Wang Shimin, courtesy name Xunzhi, nicknamed Yanke, Old Man of Xilu, etc., from Taicang, Jiangsu Province."

“His works are mainly calligraphy and painting, but this painting [Xitian Genxing] is obviously a forgery.

It has its form but not its spirit. This calligraphy and painting is a replica of the Republic of China!"

"My little brother is indeed amazing. I asked several people to see it, and they all said it was a replica of the Republic of China. Hey!"

After Song Chuxiong finished speaking, he shook his head with regret.

Qin Hao struggled in his heart, and finally said:

"Mr. Song, sometimes we can't be fooled by appearances!"

"What do you mean?" Song Chuxiong was stunned.

"Actually, this painting is not as simple as it seems on the surface. If I guess correctly, there should be something else going on!"

Qin Hao had no intention of betraying him.

"Look here, the paper of this painting is obviously thicker than ordinary calligraphy and painting.

Also here, the scroll is relatively old and obviously not from the same era as this painting!"

"And here..."

Qin Hao explained the abnormal aspects of this painting in one breath, and also added his own guesses.

"Brother Qin, do you mean that this painting and calligraphy is a painting within a painting?"

Qin Hao nodded.

"Mr. Song, if I read it correctly, it should be like this. You can find an expert in this field and you will know after a try!"

"Okay, I'll go now! By the way, I'll come find you later!"

After saying hello, Song Chuxiong did not say anything to Liu Chende, picked up the calligraphy and painting, turned around and left.

Everyone was left looking at each other, not knowing what to say.

In the end, it was Qin Hao who reacted first.

"Um, Dean Liu, Sister Liu, if that's okay, I'll go back first!"

"Wait a minute, Xiao Qin, I'll come with you!"

Liu Chende looked at Liu Ran leaving with Qin Hao and murmured in his heart.

"Is this girl interested in this boy?"

"Xiao Qin, you are amazing!"

"I really didn't see it. It turned out that you were hiding something secret from me! Tell me, are you an undercover agent in our auction house?"

Listening to Liu Ran's words, Qin Hao was speechless.

"Also, who did you learn this skill from? Why..."

Qin Hao stopped and looked at Liu Xiaoxiao. The latter was obviously stunned, and then his eyes began to dodge, and he was a little shy.

"Sister Liu, I am just an ordinary person, and you also know my family situation!"

"Innocent is like a piece of tofu. As for who I learned it from, it was my grandpa who taught me it when I was very young!"

"Of course, after working in the auction house for so long, I did learn some practical things. I would also like to thank Sister Liu for this!"

Qin Hao's words were very sincere, especially those dark and deep eyes, which fascinated her a little.

"Xiao Qin, I feel that you are more mature and stable than many of your peers."

"Who changed you? I remember when I first met you, you were not like this."

"Have you experienced anything? Can you tell me about it?"

Liu Xiaoxiao was ready to dig out some secrets out of curiosity.

Qin Hao was not looking at Liu Xiaoxiao, but slowly walked towards his father's ward.

"Those who can change themselves are gods, but those who try to change others are insane."

"There are three teachers in life, a dry wallet, a failure experience, and people who leave you!"
Chapter completed!