I opened a medical clinic in ancient times

Chapter 108 Never mention it

Pei Shu turned his head sideways, stared at his husband's proud eyes, raised his hand to grab the other's cheek, and said in a calm and calm tone, "It must be exactly the same." And unique

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"Do you want me to draw it for you now?" Pei Shu has a photographic memory, the original scenery of Yanyuyang Lake is clearly remembered in his mind, even if he picks up the paintbrush to recreate the scenery of Yanyuyang Lake , for him, it is by no means difficult.

"Draw now?... That's unnecessary..." Xue Qingling hugged Pei Shu's arm, looked around at the tourists around, leaned into Pei Shu's ear and whispered: "When I go back, I will draw a picture and give it to Xue Xiao Young master."

Pei Shu laughed softly: "So, after all, you just want a painting from your husband?"

Xue Qingling said "Yes" with a little joy.

Pei Shu pushed the other person's forehead with his finger, the corners of his mouth were slightly hooked, and his eyes were a little doting, "You don't need to beat around the bush if you want these, just ask directly, let alone a picture, it is a hundred A picture, my husband can draw it for you."

Young Master Xue was very considerate, he approached Mr. Pei and squeezed his shoulders attentively, and served him in various ways, "How can a hundred paintings be done? Isn't that too tiring? My husband is here, and Mr. Xue is not greedy, just ten cards."

As soon as he finished speaking, two small dimples appeared on Xue Qingling's face, looking like a beautiful husband who I am very considerate, caring and not greedy at all.

Pei Shu: "..."

Shi Zhang also pushed his nose and face.

One piece becomes ten pieces, so beautiful for you.

"What? Could it be that husband, you don't mean what you say, and you're fat because you broke your promise."

"No, where do you plan to put the ten paintings? My calligraphy and paintings are already hanging in the study at home..."

"Husband, didn't you get me a secret room, just hide it in there..." Xue Qingling had already thought about it happily, and hid Pei Shu's paintings for him in it. When he was in a good mood, he would play the piano and cook tea. Take it out for my appreciation.

In this world, who doesn't have some arty little hobbies?

"Put it in the iron box that has been locked on several floors, so that no one can steal it."

Pei Shu couldn't help but raised his hand and rubbed the center of his brows, "The secret room I prepared for you is not for hiding these things... ...Why don't you want to put the wine you made in it?"

Xue Qingling: "If I hide the wine in it, it will end up in your stomach..."

Pei Shu: "If you don't hide the wine in it, it won't end up in your stomach. It also entered my stomach..."

Xue Qingling: "..."

Pei Shu: "..."

The words were not speculative.

"In short, Husband, you have to paint the ten paintings you promised." "

Okay, okay, I will naturally do what I promised you." "

These ten paintings are owed first, and we will wait until we return to Lin'an City." Draw it for me... I guess when we go back, the jars of mulberry wine that were buried before can also be unsealed..."

Pei Shu and Xue Qingling laughed and left the viewing platform and swam across Yanghu Lake , was about to go back to the inn, but met another acquaintance by chance on the way back.

"But Doctor Pei? Is it really Doctor Pei?!!!"

Xue Qingling and Pei Shu both looked back when they heard the voice behind them. Xue Qingling didn't recognize the person who was speaking, so he turned his face, She peeked at Pei Shu's expression.

From the appearance of the person, Xue Qingling guessed that the other person was probably a patient his husband had treated before.

"It turned out to be Master Dong." Pei Shu recognized the person who came, and this person was Dong Baoyun, a merchant who went south to Lin'an to do business. Pei Shu followed his family's merchant ship to Lin'an City.

"After we parted in Lin'an City, I didn't expect to see Dr. Pei again..." Dong Baoyun knew that Pei Shu was a wandering doctor who lived in no fixed place and traveled around practicing medicine. It was fate to meet him once. After a month passed, he was able to see Dr. Pei, who was skilled in medicine again.

Pei Shu smiled, "I would also like to thank Mr. Dong for taking me south to Lin'an on his merchant ship."

Xue Qingling blinked, and after learning that this was the wealthy businessman who was seriously ill and invited Pei Shu to go south to Lin'an with the ship, Xue Qingling immediately looked at him. His favor doubled.

"What did Doctor Pei say, I should thank you... My wife has been diagnosed with pregnancy recently, and I would like to thank Doctor Pei for taking care of my husband and I..." Pei Shu: "...No need to thank you

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Xue Qingling suppressed laughter three times in her heart, sending off her son, Dr. Pei.

Before they left Lin'an City, Zhang Yuanwai and Zhang Yuanwai's wife also came to Huichun Hall to thank them...

"Master Dong, this is Dr. Pei who you praised so much before?" Another dressed man stood beside Dong Baoyun. Wang Zheng, a merchant with the appearance of a gorgeous potbellied rich man, couldn't help but said.

Wang Zheng looked at Pei Shu in front of him, and he was very curious. Such a young and handsome young man with outstanding temperament, he is almost a talented man with literary skills, but he is actually a doctor with excellent medical skills?

"Yes, although Doctor Pei is young, his medical skills are unparalleled."

...

"So, can I ask Dr. Pei to treat a friend of mine." "

My friend has been ill for several months, and I have invited many doctors but nothing has worked..." Wang Zheng sighed, "My friend My friend is also a great talent, I have always wanted to pay a lot of money to ask him to make a painting, but it is a pity that he is suffering from a strange disease and can no longer use his mind to paint that kind of picture scroll." Although Wang Zheng is a businessman, he is in Jiangnan

. The merchant, tainted with the atmosphere of writing and ink here, is actually quite a lover of painting, and has collected many masterpieces by famous artists. By chance, after seeing a painting by Shi Changling, he was amazed as a treasure. Miaobi likes it very much, and is willing to spend a lot of money to ask the other party to draw another painting like this.

It's just a pity that the other party is lingering on the sick bed, and it is difficult to paint paintings of such a state.

Hearing that there was a strange illness, Pei Shu and Xue Qingling followed Wang Zheng to visit the historians.

Walking into the courtyard of the historian, one can smell the fragrance of ink. Shi Changling lived here alone with a book boy, and his life was very unruly. The scrolls are scattered on the ground, which can be said to be landscapes, flowers and birds everywhere in the house.

Wang Zheng picked up a picture of wintersweet on the ground, and said with emotion: "All the good pictures are thrown on the ground and ruined."

The eyes of Pei Shu and Xue Qingling also swept over these paintings.

"However, the level of these paintings is really not perfect. Mr. Shi strives for excellence, so naturally he looks down on these imperfect works, so he throws them on the ground at random... To draw a perfect work, you really have to use up all your energy. Painted with hard work..."

Xue Qingling on the side nodded in agreement, feeling a little guilty and distressed, a perfect work is indeed the painstaking effort of the painter, he asked his husband to ask for ten paintings at once, would he agree? Will it be a little too strong?

With the other party's temperament, he will definitely not use a scribbled brush to perfuse him...

Do you want to extend the deadline a little bit? Just paint him one picture a month.

Xue Qingling moved forward cautiously, trying to avoid stepping on other people's paintings. Although these paintings were thrown on the ground without cherishing them, they were in the hands of the painters and carefully traced.

"Husband, this person is just like you, he doesn't cherish his paintings." Xue Qingling pressed against Pei Shu's ear, whispering the two of them.

Pei Shu: "..."

To say a word of conscience, "My calligraphy and paintings are hung in many corners of the house, and I have not cherished them.

" ""

"Let me remind you, I was still traveling around alone at that time, if I carried everything on my body and cherished it, would I still be able to leave? I'm afraid I have to carry a house on my back? You Do you think I'm a snail?"

Xue Qingling thought for a while, and it was true, "Husband, I blamed you." "It's good that

you know, don't mention this matter again..." When you mention this Pei Shu felt a headache when he saw the picture of the lake in the mist and rain, and he only hoped that this matter would be over soon.

Xue Qingling made an obedient silence gesture, making sure not to mention it.

"However, husband, if you are a snail, you must be a fast snail..." Pei Shu's words just now reminded Xue Qingling of those little things that climbed onto the leaves after the rain , if connected with his husband, it seems that those soft little guys have become cute, and there are two small tentacles that can be long or short, and they will shrink shyly when they are poked... Carrying the house

everywhere Running or something... His husband's lightness kung fu is excellent, even if he runs with the house on his back, he must run very fast.

Although his husband looks gentle and elegant on the surface, like a white-clothed scholar with no strength to restrain a chicken, in fact, his arms are very strong. Picking him up, Xue Qingling, is like picking up a chick... On this point, he is newly married. I knew that night.

Pei Shu: "..." What is a snail that runs fast?

"Now with your big house on my back, I just want to run fast...Wait, Mrs. Pei, I warn you, don't use this kind of weird description on your husband in the future." I was warned

. Once, the little Mrs. Pei had no choice but to shrink her neck, nodded honestly, hugged Pei Shu's arm and said obediently: "I know, I know..." After finishing the

conversation with Xue Qingling, Pei Shu also picked up the bag on the ground. An unfinished painting, it seems to be a picture of peach blossoms in spring, and there are several pictures of peach blossoms next to it, all of which are beautiful pictures of peach blossoms. I think this young man surnamed Shi may love painting peach blossoms very much.

"This Mr. Shi is best at painting landscapes, flowers and birds. You have been to the viewing platform next to Yanghu Lake. The third picture of Yanghu Lake in spring hanging on it is the work of Mr. Shi... But, although he Landscape paintings are good, but what he draws is even more wonderful, the flowers in his brush—" Wang Zheng thought of the calligraphy he had seen before, and couldn't help sighing again, the brushstrokes were exquisite, indescribable, and both The style of the Cheng school is even better than the flowers and birds of the Cheng school.

It is said that Concubine An likes Cheng Pai's paintings very much.

Wang Zheng wanted to ask Shi Changling to paint for him. Apart from his own liking to appreciate paintings, he also had other thoughts in it. They were businessmen, so they naturally wanted to be slick in all directions, make good connections with all parties, and do what they like best.

Concubine An likes orchids, so Wang Zheng wanted to ask Shi Changling to draw a picture of orchids with the same brushstroke style. This painting can be collected and appreciated by oneself, and secondly...it can also be used to curry favor when necessary.