Chapter 567 The big man in the mysterious department
Mr. Fu saw himself making a fool of himself continuously, which was very embarrassing for him.
After racking his brains to think of a way to deal with it, something suddenly occurred to him. With a smile in his eyes, he ordered Fu Xin to put the painting away.
"I will take the time to go to the Imperial Capital Museum tomorrow. If this painting is really a fake as you say, it shows that you are very accomplished in identifying ancient calligraphy and paintings. It is indeed very difficult to have such an ability at a young age."
Mr. Fu first praised Gu Nan, and then his attitude changed.
"Since you have such a high level of appreciation of calligraphy and painting, your calligraphy is not too bad, right?"
When Gu Nan looked at Mr. Fu, she saw evil intentions in the old man's eyes.
With a calculating smile on his face, Mr. Fu took out a pair of couplets placed beside the table.
"This is a couplet I wrote in my spare time. I just don't have a banner to write it on. Why don't you write one for me?"
Using couplets to test this girl's calligraphy can also take the opportunity to test her literary talent.
This couplet is the most satisfying one he has written recently. He hasn't thought about the banner yet, so he can use it to deal with this girl.
"The five lakes and seas are all in spring, and all the rivers and mountains are in full glory."
Gu Nan glanced at the couplet and quickly had an idea in his mind.
She walked to the desk, picked up a pen from the pen holder, smoked the ink, raised the pen in her hand, and quickly landed on the red paper with the banner.
Mr. Fu and the rest of the Fu family gathered around the desk curiously, staring at Gu Nan as he wrote.
The black ink slowly traveled with her hand, and the four characters "Everything Renewed" suddenly fell on the paper.
Mr. Fu was shocked, as if his soul had been sucked out of his body. His eyes were fixed on the four simple traditional Chinese characters on the banner.
How could this calligraphy come from a teenage girl?
The Fu family members have been practicing calligraphy since childhood, so they are generally very professional in their appreciation of calligraphy.
Fu Yin was the first to praise: "Good calligraphy."
Fang Jinzhu praised: "These characters are really beautiful. Although I am not very proficient in calligraphy, I can still tell that these characters are written very well."
Fu Xi and Fu Xin also looked at Gu Nanyi with big shocked eyes.
I thought Nan would be great at being proficient in medical skills at such a young age, but I didn't expect her calligraphy to be so good.
At this time, the little one standing aside said with a hint of disbelief: "This sister's handwriting is as beautiful as my fifth uncle's handwriting."
The speaker is Fu Hao's son Fu Shu, whose nickname is Xiaomianqiu. He is seven years old and has a somewhat perverse and rebellious personality.
Because the little cotton ball has been without a mother since he was a child, his father Fu Hao has often been away from home in the past few years. He often followed Fu Yunchen when he was a child, and he is definitely Fu Yunchen's number one fan.
"Little Cotton Ball, you should call me Fifth Aunt. Your Fifth Uncle and Fifth Aunt are both beautifully written, so they are a match made in heaven." Fu Hao promptly corrected his son's name.
Fifth aunt?
The little cotton ball looked at Gu Nanyi up and down with a pair of big eyes that seemed to be inquiring. His eyes were a little critical, as if he was judging whether she was worthy of his fifth uncle.
There was a faint smile on Fu Yunchen Qingjun's face.
"Nan Yi's handwriting is indeed beautiful, but I may not be as good as her."
As long as he praises his wife, he is willing to be a green foil.
Gu Nan looked at Fu Yunchen and said, "I've never seen your calligraphy before."
"If you want to read it, I will write you a poem another day."
"Uncle Wu, are you going to write a love letter to Sister Nan?" Fu Xin asked jokingly.
Fu Xi had an ambiguous smile on his face.
"I really want to read the love poems written by Fu Xiaowu."
Gu Nan looked at Fu Xi with cold eyes.
"If you want to read love poems, just ask someone to write one for you."
"Tch, no one around me will write me love poems." Fu Xi shook his head.
Fu Yunchen: "Not necessarily."
He and Gu Nan looked at each other and both understood what they meant.
Fu Xi vaguely felt that these two people seemed to be making a joke on her and Ye Xie, and her expression suddenly seemed a little awkward.
At this time, Mr. Fu's face was gloomy, and he felt unwilling in his heart.
After losing three times in a row, my self-confidence was really hit hard.
It seems that he underestimated this girl before.
Mrs. Fu, who had been silent until now, spoke now.
"I think that's the end of this exchange. It's almost noon. Miss Gu, just stay at home and have a light meal."
Mrs. Fu's "Ms. Gu" was obviously to distance herself from Gu Nan.
As long as the problem of the virus in the blood of the two families is not resolved, no matter how good Gu Nan is, they will not approve of them being together.
"No, I'm going back to Pingcheng tomorrow. I want to walk around the imperial capital today."
Mrs. Fu didn't say anything more to persuade her to stay.
I asked Gu Nan to come to my house today just because she wanted her to see Mr. Fu, and also to let the old man meet him.
"Miss Gu, I invited you to come home today because I want you to do a favor."
Gu Nan looked at Mrs. Fu calmly.
"Please tell me."
Although the two elders of the Fu family don't like her, they are Fu Yunchen's parents, and she will still maintain basic courtesy to them.
"You are a doctor. You should be able to tell at a glance that there is something wrong with Mr. Fu's legs. The root of the disease started when he was young. As he gets older, he will suffer from excruciating pain every now and then, especially when it is windy or rainy.
, it’s especially serious when the weather is dull. I’ve been to all the major hospitals in the imperial capital, and I’ve also asked a lot of traditional Chinese medicine, acupuncture, and hot compress plasters, but it still has no effect. I heard Mr. Bai say that you cured his headache, so today I want to ask
You help Mr. Fu see a doctor."
Mr. Fu was feeling depressed. Thinking of asking Gu Nan to treat him, he felt a little embarrassed and embarrassed.
He pretended to be angry: "So many experts can't cure this disease, how can a little girl like her cure it? I don't need her to see a doctor."
Fu Yunchen said: "Nanyi can also cure the diseases they can cure, and Nanyi can still cure the diseases they can't cure."
Mr. Fu glared at Fu Yunchen.
"Since when did you learn to brag?"
"Your arrogance and prejudice cover your eyes." Fu Yunchen replied.
Mr. Fu clasped his hands behind his back with a look of disdain.
"Nonsense, how can I have any arrogance and prejudice against a little girl?"
Gu Nan looked at Mr. Fu: You don't have one?
Fu Xi echoed: "Old man, you are obviously full of arrogance today."
Mr. Fu:......
A bunch of rip-off guys.
Mrs. Fu also gave Mr. Fu a warning look at this time, signaling him to stop talking.
"Miss Gu, Mr. Fu has been in the army for most of his life. What he says may not sound very good to you. Please don't take it to heart."
Gu Nanyi did not exchange pretentious greetings with Mrs. Fu and went straight to the topic.
"I can help treat Mr. Fu's illness, but only if he cooperates with me. No matter how good a doctor is, he won't be able to treat a willful patient."
"You said I am willful?" Mr. Fu retorted unconvinced.
Mrs. Fu cast a warning look, and Mr. Fu could only suppress his arrogance.
Mrs. Fu said: "Don't worry, he will try his best to cooperate."
Gu Nan pointed to the huanghuali wood chair not far away.
"Sit over there."
Mr. Fu glanced at the empty chair, and when he hesitated whether to lower his head, Mrs. Fu urged.
"Sit down quickly and let Miss Gu help with the diagnosis."
"Dad, let me help you over." Fu Yin stepped forward.
Mr. Fu snorted coldly, without any intention of extending his hand for Fu Yin to help him. He limped to the chair and sat down.
"Pull up your trouser legs."
Although Mr. Fu was unwilling to cooperate in his heart, his hands seemed to be disobedient and he took the initiative to roll up his trouser legs until his knees were exposed.
As soon as Gu Nan walked up to Mr. Fu, he reached out and pressed Mr. Fu's knee several times.
Mr. Fu frowned tightly, and every time his knee was pressed, it was like being pricked hard by sharp needles.
He gritted his teeth and endured it, a layer of cold sweat broke out on his forehead because of the unbearable pain.
The family stood nearby, watching worriedly.
"Nan Yi, is my dad's leg still cured?" Fu Yin asked first,
After Gu Nan checked it, he slowly stood up.
"It can be cured, but I won't be able to walk for a month."
Mr. Fu asked angrily: "What kind of weird treatment method is this? This is the first time I've heard that it doesn't allow me to get off the ground and walk."
Gu Nan glanced at Mr. Fu with a cold face.
"When you have knee problems, does the pain get better when you sit down or lie down?"
Mr. Fu blinked his eyes, and after a few seconds of silence, he nodded honestly.
Fang Jinzhu, who was standing aside, said: "Dad, what Nan Yi said is right. There is something wrong with the knee. Resting in bed can avoid knee wear and tear, and it will definitely be effective in recuperating the injury."
Mrs. Fu also felt that what Gu Nanyi said made sense.
"Miss Gu, as long as Mr. Fu's leg disease can be completely cured, it will be bearable even if he can't walk for a month."
Gu Nan nodded, walked to the desk, picked up a brush and quickly wrote a prescription on a blank piece of paper.
Put the prescription next to it, and then wrote a second prescription.
She handed the two prescriptions to Mrs. Fu.
"One of these two prescriptions is for internal use, and the other requires grinding the herbs into powder for external application. Both internal and external use are marked. The medicine for external application contains raw pinellia and raw Nanxing. These two flavors
The medicine contains highly toxic substances, so remember not to take it internally."
"Okay, I'll take note of it." Mrs. Fu looked at the prescription carefully and then handed it to Fang Jinzhu.
"Jinzhu, you should be more careful. I'll leave it to you to help your dad get the medicine."
"Okay." Fang Jinzhu immediately reached out and took the prescription.
Mrs. Fu turned around and looked at Gu Nanyi.
"Miss Gu, if we can really cure Mr. Fu's leg disease, our Fu family will be very grateful."
Gu Nanyi glanced at a display cabinet in the study room.
She really needs help from the Fu family for something.
Mr. Fu's face was still full of doubts. He didn't believe that Gu Nanyi could cure his old cold legs.
He is already over eighty years old, and his bones are very hard. If something goes wrong, he will have to wait until a hundred years later to be put into a coffin.
A group of people walked out of the study room
The servant came over in a hurry.
"Sir, madam, Master Qin is here."
Hearing these three words, Master Qin, Mr. Fu immediately became energetic.
"Please come in quickly."
"yes!"
After a while, the servant brought an old man with white hair. The old man was wearing a navy blue cloth robe, a pair of canvas shoes on his feet, and an khaki cloth bag with a bulging inside.
, it seems like there are a lot of things going on.
The old man is tall and thin. Although he looks about the same age as Mr. Fu, he walks like a tiger.
"Mr. Fu."
"Master Qin, are you back from overseas?"
"Well, I just returned to the Imperial Capital yesterday."
Mr. Fu pointed to the study: "Let's go to the study and talk."
Master Qin nodded, and when he followed Mr. Fu and passed Gu Nanyi, his steps hesitated slightly.
Those slender, wrinkled eyes suddenly looked at Gu Nan, as if they had discovered something strange.
"Master Qin?"
Mr. Fu urged, asking the master to immediately look away from Gu Nanyi's face, and he and Mr. Fu walked side by side to the study.
"Is this Master Qin the old Taoist priest who taught grandpa divination?" Fu Xin asked the family curiously.
Fu Xi nodded: "From the 421 Supernatural Bureau, the old man is obsessed with divination recently. When Master Qin has nothing to do, he will come to his house to exchange knowledge and experience about divination with the old man."
Gu Nan was also stunned when he heard the three numbers 421.
When Master Qin passed by just now, she felt a surge of spiritual power coming towards her, and at the same time, a scene quickly appeared in front of her eyes.
In the woods at night, thunder struck down from the night sky, and struck the ground quickly in the dense forest as if it had eyes, as if there was an object of lightning attack on the ground. Along with the lightning and thunder, she could see clearly
The face that Mi Lin stretched out was completely consistent with that of Master Qin.
The moment she met Master Qin, her ability to predict things that didn't work at all times reappeared.
Master Qin is about to be struck by lightning? What does this mean?
study
Mr. Fu and Master Qin were sitting at the tea table.
"Mr. Fu, who is the girl standing next to Yunchen?"
Mr. Fu sighed.
"She is Yunchen's girlfriend. I don't agree with their relationship and I am trying to find a way to solve this problem.
Master Qin frowned: "Strange."
He muttered to himself for a while, but Mr. Fu didn't hear clearly, and he was anxious to know the answer, so he urged: "What's weird?"
Master Qin explained: "When I entered the door, the first thing I noticed was the girl. I just saw a "short-lived" look on her face. Logically speaking, it is difficult for this girl to grow up, right?
, how old is she this year?”
Hearing what Master Qin said, Mr. Fu was shocked.
"You said she was short-lived?"
"It can be understood this way. Judging from her appearance, she should face a disaster this year. If it is serious, it may endanger her life. And I think this disaster cannot be overcome." Mr. Qin looked determined.
Mr. Qin comes from Department 421. In this department, all the strange and chaotic gods seem to have become qualified.
Mr. Fu has been a model of materialism for most of his life, but it was only in the past two years that he suddenly became interested in divination, so when he had nothing to do, he would have long conversations with Master Qin, treating it as a hobby and pastime.