While Zhu Renxia and Jin Zhu were staying at the inn, Zhu Changan drove his white SUV to the hospital.
The reason why I didn't drive the newly purchased Maybach was naturally to keep a low profile.
As a cancer patient, Zhu Changan feels that he should maintain compassion for other patients.
Their lives are already cast in shadow, so there is no need to complain in front of them.
After getting the CT examination, Yang Kun, the chief doctor who treated him last time, looked surprised.
"What happened? In just ten days, the tumor in your lung shrank from 1.5 centimeters to 0.5 centimeters?"
"Yeah?"
Although Zhu Changan had been mentally prepared for a long time, he was still really happy after the result was confirmed by the instrument.
"To be honest, I met an old Chinese medicine doctor. He prescribed Chinese medicine for me for a month, saying that I would be cured after taking it. After taking it for a week, my symptoms of chest tightness and shortness of breath basically disappeared, so I came here to do it. A check."
Yang Kun looked shocked and quickly typed on the keyboard to record.
"It's amazing. This is the first time I've seen that Chinese medicine can treat cancer. Can you give me the contact information of this old miracle doctor?"
"cannot."
Zhu Changan shook his head, "You also know that the more skilled a person is, the more eccentric their personality will be. This old miracle doctor didn't leave any contact information for me. He just asked for my phone number and said he would contact me when the opportunity comes. I."
Yang Kun sighed: "This old gentleman is really strange. No wonder he said, 'Western medicine relies on money, while Chinese medicine relies on luck.' Okay, I hope that when this old miracle doctor contacts you next time, you can tell me, Yang Kun." I really want to get to know him.”
"Okay, okay."
Zhu Renxia stood up with a smile.
"Come back and check again later."
Dr. Yang, who was busy with business, got up personally and sent Zhu Renxia out of the consulting room.
When Zhu Changan walked out of the hospital building, he felt like he was taking a breath of spring breeze and felt that the world was so beautiful.
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It soon dawned inside the box.
Jin Zhu, who had put on ugly makeup, knocked on Zhu Renxia's door, and after some tinkering, she made him look like a middle-aged man of nearly forty years old.
"Haha... I'm afraid even Axiu won't be able to recognize me when I return to Jiangjia Village looking like this."
Zhu Renxia stared at himself in the mirror, laughed loudly, and was deeply impressed by Jin Zhu's disguise skills.
Jin Zhu smiled: "Don't worry, if a woman loves a man deeply, she will recognize it no matter what she looks like."
After the two of them put on their makeup, they continued towards Liping City.
It has to be said that Fucheng is Fucheng. The city wall in Liping is much taller and more towering than the city wall in Jinping County, and the inspections at the city gate are also much stricter.
But with the tooth tags issued by the Yamen, Zhu Renxia and Jin Zhu successfully passed the inspection at the city gate and entered Liping City unimpeded.
There are many shops in the city, restaurants, brothels, and inns are lined up in rows. Vendors come and go on the streets, which is in sharp contrast with the drought and poverty in the countryside. Although it cannot be called a peaceful and prosperous era, it can be considered prosperous and prosperous.
After putting on make-up, Zhu Renxia no longer had to worry about anything, and instead moved calmly through the crowd.
Although Jinzhu had made up her ugly face and covered her face with a veil, the rouge blood she was holding in her hand still attracted a lot of pointing glances.
Fortunately, most people's eyes were on the horse, and no one was interested in her, an ordinary-looking, even ugly woman.
Zhu Renxia inquired all the way and spent half an hour finally finding this antique shop called "Shenggu Zhai" on a street not far from the prefect's Yamen.
Zhu Renxia quietly said to Jin Zhu: "Look, Miss Jin, the prefect's office is in front of us. Tian Zongren never dreamed that we would actually kill him in his lair."
Jin Zhu nodded slightly: "Since you let me know the door, I hope this dog official will restrain himself. If he dares to harm Jiangjia Village and angers me, he will ambush at the door one day and kill him with a knife when he is not prepared!"
Zhu Renxia said: "He is the prefect, and he is heavily guarded. He must not act on his own initiative."
The two of them walked across the threshold while talking and entered Shengguzhai.
A slightly plump scholar, about forty years old, came up to him and said, "Whatever you two need, our store has everything you need."
"I've met Shopkeeper Liang."
Zhu Renxia clasped his fists and saluted, and took out Zhang Fang's letter from his sleeve, "I am from Jinping County. I came here for the "Picture of Grapes". Here is a letter from my cousin Zhang Fang."
"Oh...it turns out that Zhang Fang asked you to come."
Shopkeeper Liang nodded slightly after reading the letter, "To be honest, Xu Wenchang has been dead for three years, and I only heard it from a friend from Zhejiang yesterday..."
"I haven't heard of it."
Zhu Renxia looked surprised, "Mr. Xu passed away unexpectedly, which is really sad."
Shopkeeper Liang invited the two of them to sit down, filled their respective teacups, and spoke softly.
"Since you are in the antique business, I believe you two also understand the truth. After a person dies, his works will increase in value."
Jinzhu was immediately furious and shouted: "What do you mean? Your cousin kept talking about two hundred taels of silver, and we traveled across mountains and rivers to Liping. Are you going to raise the price now?"
"Golden beads!"
Zhu Renxia hurriedly grabbed her palm and asked her to sit down, "Shopkeeper Liang didn't say that the price would increase, and what he said makes sense. After a person dies, the price of calligraphy and painting will increase."
"Haha...thank you Brother Zhu for your understanding."
Shopkeeper Liang stroked his beard and smiled, "My friend from Zhejiang offered three hundred taels for the purchase, but I, Liang, am still honest. Since I agreed to Zhang Fang, I will keep it for you. If you don't want it anymore, I will sell it to you again." give others……"
After a pause, he continued: "As for the price...it's still two hundred taels of silver, but my cousin said that I can give you some porcelain or something, but that's really not possible. I've already sold you a hundred taels less, and I'll give you another one." With twenty taels of porcelain, wouldn’t I be taken advantage of?”
Zhu Renxia held his chin and thought to himself.
This "Picture of Grapes" was requested by Tianzun by name. Not to mention that he has not raised the price now, even if the lion asks for three hundred taels or even five hundred taels, he has to pay for it obediently.
"Okay, shopkeeper Liang seems to be a real person, so I won't argue with you."
As he spoke, Zhu Renxia took out the banknote from yesterday and slapped it on the table, "This is two hundred taels of silver. Where is the painting?"
"I'll get it for you."
Shopkeeper Liang entered the inner room with some reluctance and took out a scroll of beautifully decorated pictures. "This is Xu Wenwen's picture of grapes. It is five feet one in length and one foot nine in width."
"It can't be fake, right?"
Jin Zhu patted the scimitar on his waist, "If you dare to use fakes to deceive people, don't blame me for being rude!"
Only then did Shopkeeper Liang notice the weapon on Jin Zhu's waist, and he couldn't help but frowned and said, "I, Liang Kangnian, am also a well-known scholar in Guizhou. How can I destroy my reputation for two hundred taels of silver?"
"My sister is always rude when she speaks. Shopkeeper Liang should not be on the same level as her."
Zhu Renxia glared at Jinzhu and signaled her to stop talking.
After all, the sale has not been completed yet. If someone suddenly regrets and changes his mind, how should he explain it to Tianzun?
Liang Kangnian unfolded the "Picture of Grapes" on the table and said confidently: "Let's take a look. If you get a fake one, you'll pay ten. If I, Liang Kangnian, use fakes to deceive people, you can just report it to the officials to arrest me."
