Qiao Jing left the research institute and took a taxi to Han Zhiyu's collection.
She walked straight to the reception room, where Han Zhiyu was sitting there waiting for her.
"Mr. Han."
When Han Zhiyu saw Qiao Jing, his eyes lit up and he smiled.
"Miss Qiao, you're here, I've already made the tea."
He pushed the tea he had made long ago in front of Qiao Jing.
Qiao Jing nodded and sat down opposite Han Zhiyu.
"Thanks."
Han Zhiyu stretched out his hand in front of Qiao Jing, waiting for him to feel her pulse.
Qiao Jing's fingertips touched Han Zhiyu's pulse, and after a moment he withdrew his hand.
"Mr. Han's recovery is very good. Just keep it up and continue taking the medicine according to the previous prescription."
There was a hint of joy in her eyes, Han Zhiyu's illness was almost healed.
When Lou Pinshu walked to the door of the reception room, he found that the door was open.
He was about to walk in, but accidentally overheard the conversation inside.
Han Zhiyu's voice came.
"Miss Qiao, I have a question. I don't know whether I should ask you."
Qiao Jing nodded and took a sip of tea.
"You don't have to be polite to me, just say it."
Han Zhiyu stared at Qiao Jing's face for a long time, then frowned, looking very distressed.
"Although my health is gradually improving, I am getting older and my old bones can no longer keep up. I estimate that it won't be long before I plan to retire."
Qiao Jing raised her eyes and looked at Han Zhiyu, feeling a little regretful in her heart.
After all, Han Zhiyu is at the top of the country in calligraphy and painting, and she also thinks his calligraphy and paintings are legendary.
"You really should have a good rest."
But Han Zhiyu is indeed old, and retirement is a better choice.
Han Zhiyu's face showed a look of reluctance, and he frowned tightly.
"Ms. Qiao and I have known each other for a while. You should know that I am really reluctant to put down my career, so I have not chosen to retire."
Qiao Jing said "hmm" and nodded slowly.
She knew this for sure, otherwise Han Zhiyu should have retired when he was sick before.
After Han Zhiyu said this, he stopped beating around the bush and expressed his inner thoughts.
"I wonder if Miss Qiao is interested in inheriting my legacy? I will hand over all my life's learning to you, and I want you to help me pass it on."
Qiao Jing frowned. She knew that Han Zhiyu was indeed old and retirement would be a better choice.
but……
Before she could answer, Han Zhiyu continued.
"Miss Qiao and I have known each other for a while. You should know that I really can't let go of these arts, so I haven't chosen to retire for a long time." Han Zhiyu's face showed a look of reluctance, and he frowned tightly.
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Qiao Jing said "hmm" and nodded slowly.
"I'm sorry, Mr. Han, although I know a little bit about Chinese painting, I only learn it as a part-timer and I don't have the ability to inherit your legacy."
She usually not only has to be busy with the research institute, but also has to treat people. In addition, she is pregnant.
Although it was a pity, she really didn't have that much energy to learn other things.
Han Zhiyu could see the concerns in Qiao Jing's heart. After all, he had seen with his own eyes that Jiang Yu could achieve a promise that many people could not catch up with even after years of hard work.
Thinking of this, Han Zhiyu continued to persuade.
"I know that as Professor Qiao, you have to be busy with the research institute, and as Dr. Jing Shen, you have to treat patients, but I can teach you in your free time."
These words were like a nuclear bomb that exploded in Lou Pinshu's heart.
What?!
Qiao Jing is not only Doctor Jing?
Or the legendary Professor Qiao?!!
This - how is this possible...
How old is Qiao Jing?
Although he had already guessed that Qiao Jing's identity was not that simple, he never expected it.
It will be like this!!!
These two names have spread throughout the empire, but they have never shown their faces. They have always kept a low profile and remained mysterious.
At the same time, he did not expect that Professor Qiao and Doctor Jing would actually be the same person!!
Professor Qiao and Doctor Jing, the pinyin of these two initials together is exactly the name of Qiao Jing!
This is too unbelievable!
Qiao Jing's sweet voice sounded again.
"Sorry, my ability is really not enough."
Han Zhiyu knew what Qiao Jing meant and sighed.
"ok, I get it."
Lou Pinshu did not stay any longer and gave up the idea of letting Han Zhiyu take Lou Xinrou as his disciple.
Also, what he said before about Qiao Jing pushing Jiang Ling downstairs made him even more suspicious of the truth of this matter.
But there was really no monitoring, so we could never tell who pushed JMC down at that time. The other party also said that the mother and child were safe and would not bother with the matter anymore, and finally let it go.
Scenes of Lou Xinrou targeting Qiao Jing suddenly popped into his mind.
Lou Pinshu had wondered before why Qiao Jin never paid attention to his granddaughter, but now he realized that the other party didn't bother to talk to his granddaughter, and it seemed a bit out of character.
He hurriedly left the collection hall, returned home, and continued to prepare for his birthday party.
After a while, Qiao Jing also left the collection hall. Just when she walked out of the door and was about to take a taxi, a familiar car stopped in front of her.
The car window slowly lowered, and Zhan Qi Pei's handsome face was revealed.
"I'll take you home."
The man's voice sounded as if it was played from a cello, and the look in his eyes as he looked at Qiao Jing was even more gentle and affectionate.
Facing such eyes, Qiao Jing's heart suddenly panicked.
He quickly looked away and got in the car.
As soon as I got in the car, I found an invitation letter placed on the armrest box of the car.
She was a little curious and her eyes fell on the cover of the invitation.
Before she could take a closer look, Zhan Qipei noticed Qiao Jing's gaze from the corner of his eye and explained to the woman.
"It's Lou Pinshu's birthday party. We are invited to go together. Will you go?"
After hearing the word "lou", Qiao Jing frowned slightly and did not respond to Zhan Qi Pei's words.
She picked up the invitation, opened it, and found that the names of the invitees were hers and Zhan Qi Pei's.
Even, her name is in front of Zhan Qi Pei.
Qiao Jing put the invitation back and accepted.
"Um."
She doesn't have a good impression of the Lou family, and if the invitation only contains Zhan Qipei's name, she won't go.
But her name was also on the invitation, so she decided to attend the banquet.
But as to why her name came before Zhan Qi Pei, she didn't care.
Su Manhan's phone call suddenly came in, and her tone of voice was a bit worried.
"Qiao Jing, have you received the invitation letter from the Lou family?"