Qin Hai smiled and said, "Since Brother Zhong knows, why ask more questions? You should know this painting more than me."

"It's indeed my own hands."

Qin Hai said: "I heard that the terminally ill girl was cured by Brother Zhong?"

"It wasn't that I cured it, it was that Dr. Zhang Heping and Dr. Zhang who was cured by the ditch. I just told Dr. Zhang what I knew."

"If the man in the painting and the girl in his arms are guessed correctly, it should be my grandfather and mother."

“It should be.”

Qin Hai's hand holding the teacup trembled. He did recall the appearance of his mother when he was a child from the eyebrows of the woman in his arms. It was just that in his old age, those people or things that were too old would not remember them clearly.

"Can you give me this painting, brother?"

"This... is not bad. I also opened the skylight and said something bright. I heard that Mr. Qin had a broken book of Lingfei Sutra in his hand. I wonder if I can give up?"

Qin Hai stroked the ring on his hand and chuckled, "I knew that Brother Zhong had worked so hard for the sake of the hearsay Spirit Flying Sutra in my hand."

"I think it's heard from me. Master Qin was able to determine at a glance that the Spirit Flying Sutra in my hand was a copy. He really saw some flaws, rather than a firm belief in the original collection in his hand?"

"Haha, Brother Zhong. Don't try again between you and me."

"I think so."

Qin Hai said: "To be honest, I admire Brother Zhong's talent for calligraphy and painting. This painting's masterpiece on white silk is also amazing, but this is still a work of art after all, and it is still a little different from cultural relics and antiques. I am a cultural and entertainment collection. According to the current price on the market, even if I am a top Chinese calligraphy and painting master, the highest price I can give for this work is one million. As for the broken scroll of Lingfei Jing, Brother Zhong thinks how much is it suitable to open?"

"If it is really measured by money, I think Mr. Qin will not cede this Lingfei Jing no matter how much I offer, so why should I offer it in a humiliating way?"

Qin Hai raised his eyebrows and continued to pour tea for himself. Suddenly, he raised his head and glanced at Zhong Yue, "The person I met in that magazine in Ganzhou for the first time is you, Brother Zhong."

"What does this have to do with what we are talking about?"

Qin Hai continued: "I asked someone to ask me that the brother from the magazine has been in the hospital for nearly two years, which basically matches the time when Brother Zhong disappeared. So I am guessing that now Brother Zhong is back, and Mr. Qiu Shan in Ganzhou magazine is still there. I wonder if I am looking for it, what are you going to guess?"

Zhong Yue said, "So what?"

"What is it that can cause a person to get severely burned? In just a few months, he suddenly appeared in front of Qin to have tea. Qin was very curious about this."

Zhong Yue had to admire the old guy Qin Hai's carefulness and smiled and said, "Old Qin, some things are too curious and easy to cause trouble."

"Haha, Brother Zhong, it's serious. I don't want to know what this Mr. Qiu Shan has experienced. Just... come with me."

Zhong Yue sat in the seat hesitantly, not knowing what Qin Hai was going to do.

"Brother Zhong, you have come in like this. Are you still afraid that I will have any ill intentions towards you now?"

Zhong Yue stood up and followed Qin Hai toward the elevator. At that time, Zhong Yue discovered that the elevator button from the third floor was being snatched away. After following Qin Hai into the elevator, Qin Hai swiped the card so that the elevator could rise.

"I have no malice, I just hope Brother Zhong will not spread this matter."

"Don't worry, Mr. Qin." Zhong Yue smiled. It seemed that Qin Hai and him had this concern about the story of Qiu Shan before, and hoped that they would abide by their own secrets.

The layout upstairs was a bit beyond Zhong Yue's expectations. It seemed to be in a hospital ward, and many corners were designed with soft bags. It was so considerate. Is this really a small clinic?

Qin Hai took Zhong Yue to walk inside, "When he was young, he was so romantic that many women had miscarriage. When he was old, he wanted a son, but finally he was retribution."

Qin Hai opened the room, "Xiaobin, dad has brought his friends to see you."

"Let's go!" Qin Bin, who was originally sitting in front of the window reading a book, suddenly saw a stranger coming in, and suddenly threw the book to the ground with some irritation.

"As a big brother, let this big brother see."

Just now, he called Brother Zhong, and now he is the eldest brother. Zhong Yue admired Qin Hai's instant change in interpersonal relationships. Of course, he didn't want to be called Uncle Zhong at a young age...

"Let's go! I don't want you to care!"

Zhong Yue looked at Qin Bin in the wheelchair and seemed to have not moved his legs.

Qin Hai said, "Brother Zhong, come out with me. Xiaobin, remember to eat on time." He closed the door and said, "I am old and have such a son. Because of some family trivial matters, Xiaobin broke his spine, causing his half body to be paralyzed. He went to countless hospitals at home and abroad, and said it was incurable. The muscles of these two legs are now shrinking every year. In addition to relying on normal massage to maintain blood flow, he has completely lost the ability to move."

"This is indeed regrettable news."

Qin Hai said sincerely: "Mr. Zhong, if you can cure these two legs of the dog, Lingfei Jing's broken scrolls and present them with both hands!"

Zhong Yue looked at Qin Hai's bright eyes, "Old Qin, I'm holding a pen, not a scalpel. You should go to the doctor for this matter, why do you want to find me?"

"No, I know you must have found some magical medical skills from Jing'an Temple, otherwise that girl and the severe burns on your body would not be able to explain how to heal them. So, Mr. Zhong, this time it's Qin, please give you!"

Zhong Yue shook his head and said, "I still can't agree to treat the disease. This is not a joke."

"Brother Zhong, you just saw that Xiaobin has given up on himself for several years. If this continues, I don't know what extreme things he will do when I am not in this world."

Zhong Yue said: "I really don't know much about medical skills. Mr. Qin, you are trying to make things difficult for others."

"You wait a moment."

Regarding whether Mo Yun will bring any side effects when entering other people's bodies, Zhong Yue is still out of the exploration stage. However, when Fu Guoqiang came to Dunhuang before, he mentioned the degree of relief of his shoulders and the effect of Zhong Yue's rejuvenation of the muscles and the effect of Zhong Yue later rejuvenating it, no side effects were found for the time being, but it was pure nonsense to ask Zhong Yue to treat the disease.
Chapter completed!