Chapter 174 The identity of the person in the painting
Why is it so similar?
Be sure to ask about it later!
Staring at the old man, Chen Nan was extremely confused. If the age difference hadn't been too big, Chen Nan would have even suspected that the old man in front of him was the middle-aged man who snatched the painting.?
"Why are you so stupid?" Lan Yuqin pulled Chen Nan and said, "This is my grandfather."
Chen Nan came back to his senses, took two steps forward, smiled and said hello, "Hello, grandpa."
"You are Xiao Chen, right? What a talented person you are!" Lan Qingfeng pointed to Sha beside him with a smile, "Stop standing here, come and sit down."
"Thank you grandpa!"
Chen Nan walked over and sat down, but his attention remained on the old man's face.
Lan Qingfeng's smile was very kind. He glanced at Lan Yuqin and said, "Yuqin, go and get Xiao Chen a cup of tea."
Chen Nan quickly said: "Grandpa, you're welcome. Teacher Lan is my teacher. How can I ask her to pour me tea?" He said this, but secretly Chen Nan glanced at Lan Yuqin proudly, as if
He said to her: Little girl, hurry up and get me some tea.
Lan Yuqin gave him a sharp look, feeling very angry in her heart. This guy was doing one thing on the surface but another secretly. He was a veritable hypocrite.
Seeing that Lan Yuqin not only did not move, but also looked resentful, Lan Qingfeng frowned and said, "You kid, why are you still standing there? Go quickly!"
Lan Yuqin stamped her foot and turned around to pour the tea with great reluctance.
"Xiao Chen, don't be offended, Yu Qin is so lazy, she frowns whenever she is asked to do something." Lan Qingfeng said with a bitter smile.
Turns out this girl is a slacker!
Glancing at Lan Yuqin who was bending in front of the water dispenser, Chen Nan shook his head and smiled: "Grandpa, don't say that. I think Teacher Lan is a very nice person. He is gentle and kind, and he teaches carefully. All the students in the class are very good."
I like her!"
When the old man heard this, he was so happy that he said, "That's good, that's good."
Lan Yuqin, who was pouring tea, couldn't help but glance at Chen Nan and muttered to herself: You bastard has some conscience.
However, Lan Yuqin herself had some doubts about the words "gentle and kind". When had she ever been gentle? Especially in front of Chen Nan, she looked like a spicy female teacher.
"Here you go, drink it while it's hot!" Lan Yuqin walked over and handed the teacup to Chen Nan.
Chen Nan felt speechless. He drank some tea while it was still hot. Did he think he was drinking medicine?
After the three chatted for a while, Chen Nan changed the topic to the main topic, "Grandpa, I heard from Teacher Lan that you have an old injury on your leg, right? Can you let me take a look?"
"Of course." The old man nodded quickly and said, "Just watch it here, or change it to another place?"
"Let's change places." Chen Nan smiled.
"Okay, let's go to my room."
The old man stood up and walked towards his room, followed by Chen Nan.
After arriving in the room, Chen Nan glanced at Lan Yuqin and said, "Teacher Lan, please go out, I don't need help."
"Can't I just watch from the side?" Lan Yuqin said.
Chen Nan smiled and shook his head, without giving any reason. In fact, the purpose of letting Lan Qingfeng come into the room was to ask about the middle-aged man who was snatching the painting, otherwise there would be no need to avoid Lan Yuqin.
"Yu Qin, since Xiao Chen said so, he must have his reasons, so just go out." The old man said.
"But……"
Lan Yuqin glared at Chen Nan, turned around and left gloomily. She felt that this bastard must have deliberately opposed her and kicked her out on purpose.
If you dare to drive me out of the room, I will drive you out of the classroom next time, hum!
Lan Yuqin secretly gritted her teeth, feeling extremely unhappy, and walked out and closed the door.
Chen Nan and Lan Qingfeng were the only two people left in the room.
Rolling up the old man's trousers, Chen Nan checked several old gunshot wounds, then took out the medicine bottle and applied some blue medicine on the old wounds.
The old man only felt a cool breath gradually spreading over the old wound, and he couldn't help but exclaimed in surprise: "What kind of medicine is this? It's so magical."
"The medicine passed down from our ancestors is quite effective." Chen Nan lied casually and said with a smile: "Your old injuries are not a big problem, but it has been a long time and you need to take a few medicines to cure them. If it takes two or three
If you have a new injury, just put two drops of my medicine and it will be fine."
The old man said in disbelief: "Really just taking a few doses of medicine will be enough?"
It's no wonder that he felt doubtful. After all, he had taken all kinds of Chinese and Western medicine for the old injuries on his legs, and he almost didn't need surgery. But it had no effect at all, and the pain was severe as long as it was rainy.
Chen Nan nodded, "Of course it's true. Do you have a pen and paper here? I'll write down a prescription. Just follow my prescription and take three doses. I guarantee that the medicine will cure your illness."
Hearing Chen Nan speak so confidently, the old man felt a little excited. He hurriedly found a pen and paper and handed it to Chen Nan.
Chen Nan wrote down the prescription and handed it to the old man.
However, when the old man took the prescription and took a look, he was dumbfounded and said in a daze: "This...this foxtail grass, mimosa, revolution grass, these...these are all ordinary plants, Xiao Chen, you didn't write
Wrong?"
"Don't worry, you can't go wrong." Chen Nan said: "These things are not medicine originally, but when combined with several other medicines, they become good medicine for treating diseases."
Although the old man felt a little mysterious, since Chen Nan had said so, he had no reason to question it. After all, the effect of the medicine Chen Nan just put on his legs was very significant. Compared with before, he was now covered in
A lot more comfortable.
"Xiao Chen, you are so young, but you know such advanced medicinal techniques. It is really not easy!"
"These are ancestral prescriptions. I have been forced to learn them by my family since I was a child." Chen Nan lied casually, looked at the old man and said with a smile: "Grandpa, I have something to ask you. I don't know the prescription."
inconvenient?"
The old man was stunned for a moment, "What's the matter? Just say it."
Chen Nan took out a painting from his body. It was the middle-aged man painted by Huo Xinya.
After Huo Xinya drew it, she printed several copies. Chen Nan gave one copy each to Su Yixuan and Qin Yixuan, and now she still has several copies with her.
"This is this person. Grandpa, do you recognize him?" Chen Nan handed over the portrait.
The old man took the painting and took a look, his face suddenly showed a look of surprise, and he looked at Chen Nan excitedly, "Where did you get this painting from?"
"A friend of mine drew it."
Chen Nan was a little excited. Seeing the old man's reaction, he knew the middle-aged man in the painting. He quickly asked: "Grandpa knows this person in the painting? Who is he?"
The old man stared at the painting in his hand, his hands trembling slightly, and he said with excitement: "He is my second son Lan Feihu, who is also Yu Qin's biological uncle."
