"Mr. Zheng, how many years have you imitated the paintings of your ancestors?" asked Donald in disbelief.

Of course, Zheng Qian couldn't say that it had been two days, so he had to say sloppily: "It's some time!"

Donald smiled bitterly, "I've studied all my life and don't have your level!"

Zheng Qian stopped talking.

Tang Lao continued: "However, if it weren't for an old friend of mine to see the clues, it would be really difficult for me to find out that it was a fake, you can even deceive my eyes!"

Zheng Qian smiled bitterly and apologized, "Elder Tang, I really offended me by doing this, and I damaged one of your treasured paintings!"

Tang Lao smiled and waved his hand, "That's it, that painting can be regarded as a well-deserved death, if the ancestors knew it, the spirit of heaven would be considered to be comforted, after all, a painting severely punished a wicked person and avenged many wronged people, it is enough!"

While the two were laughing and talking, the door of the study was pushed open, and a thin old man in plain clothes walked in.

The moment he saw the old man, Zheng Qian suddenly felt that the hairs on his whole body exploded, as if he had seen an extremely terrifying figure.

"Old man Huo, you're finally here, come, let you see, the painting that made me miss yesterday and made you almost lose your eyes was painted by this little guy......"

Donald greeted him with a smile and said in his mouth.

The old man in the cloth robe looked around and fell on Zheng Gan, and at that moment, an illusion suddenly rose in Zheng Gan's heart, as if at that moment, he was completely seen through by the old man in front of him.

"I heard, you're still a doctor?" The old man who had just come in ignored Tang Lao and asked directly at Zheng Qian, his voice cold.

Zheng Qian was a little puzzled, and turned his head to look at Tang Lao.

Donald explained: "Yesterday's picture of spring trees and autumn frost was the old man Huo who helped me point out the suspicions, at that time I was curious to check your information, and found that you are actually a doctor, and you have cured a lot of incurable diseases, and the old man Huo has a grandson, who is currently infected with a strange disease, see if you can help!"

Zheng Qian pondered for a moment, "Yes, but I must see the patient first before I can determine whether it can be cured!"

"That's easy to say!" said Donald with a smile, "Let's go, let's go over together now!"

The old man didn't say much, and walked directly in front.

Zheng Qian paused and followed.

His head was confused along the way, but fortunately, Donald understood the righteousness and did not let himself lose the painting, otherwise he couldn't afford to lose the priceless picture of spring trees and autumn frosts!

Donald's driver drove, the old man Huo sat in the co-pilot, and Zheng Qian and Donald were in the back seat.

Along the way, the two were discussing Tang Bohu's paintings, Zheng Qian because he had the soul fragments of Tang Bohu's paintings, he was basically a complete Tang Bohu himself, and in terms of painting exchanges, Tang Lao asked like a student who was eager to learn.

Zheng Qian didn't hide it at all, he knew everything, he said everything, and all the way down, Donald's eyes were much brighter, and he patted his thighs vigorously.

"yes, you can draw like that...... Hey, after a lifetime of research, it's better to say something from a young descendant, it's really a shame, I'm still a descendant of Tang Bohu, and I've really lost the face of my ancestors!"

Zheng Qian didn't know what to say, but tried his best to tell Tang Lao what he knew.

Knowing that when he arrived at Old Man Huo's house, Old Tang was still unsatisfied, "Xiao Zheng, you have to come to my house a few more times if you have time, let's discuss more!"

Zheng Qian arched his hand, "Understood, don't worry, Don't worry, I'll bother you when I have time!"

At the end of the conversation between the two, Donald didn't go upstairs, he waited downstairs directly, but he knew that Old Man Huo had a strange temper, and his grandson's room never allowed anyone other than the doctor to enter.

Old man Huo's home looked a little dilapidated, Zheng Qian followed directly to the back room, which was a little dark, and on the bed in it, there was a middle-aged man lying with a pale face, his eyes closed, and his breath was weak.

Zheng Qian frowned immediately.

"Can it be cured?" Old man Huo asked lightly, without the slightest gratitude in his tone.

Zheng Qian didn't speak, looked at it again, and reached out to check the pulse, carefully sensed his left hand and right hand for a moment, and then said: "The muscles and veins in the whole body are broken, and if I guess correctly, the time should be almost twenty or thirty years......

Old man Huo didn't answer, but looked at Zheng Qian, waiting for Zheng Qian to answer his first question.

"Negaku!" Zheng Qian affirmed.

Old Man Huo's face was obviously relieved, but before he could let go of this breath, he heard Zheng Qian continue: "However, please also ask Old Huo of the Mountain Clan to do me a favor!"

As soon as these words came out, Old Man Huo's face was obviously stagnant, and after a while, he returned to normal, but he didn't speak.

Zheng Qian continued: "I also guessed, first, your surname is Huo, second, I happened to look for you, I know about your situation, I have also been to the Long family, found the head of the Shao family, and divined the hexagram, and third, when I treated your grandson just now, the injuries on the latter's body were the injuries left by the bomb explosion when the Japanese were fighting, except for your mountain clan, no one else can use other methods to keep him alive for so long!"

After Zheng Qian finished speaking, Huo Lao glanced at it again, paused and said, "The things in your body are very tricky, and I can't get them for a while!"

Zheng Qian was happy in his heart, this Huo Lao really has some ability, and the current situation is just as Shao Zhengfeng said, there is no way out of the mountains and rivers, and there is another village, I originally thought that the Huo family of the mountain range was difficult to find, but now it seems that it is actually around.

He briefly said Shen Ruman's matter, "Huo Lao, do you have a way to do this?"

Huo Lao pondered for a moment, "If you say it, it's not difficult to lift a spell, it's just the ...... in your body that is difficult."

Zheng Qian smiled bitterly, "If you can solve one of them, as for the condition of Old Grandson Huo, don't worry, I will definitely find a way!"

Huo Lao nodded and didn't say much.

Zheng Qian left the Huo family, and Tang Lao originally invited Zheng Qian to go back and continue, but when he learned that Zheng Qian wanted to find a way to treat Huo Lao's grandson, he didn't force it, but just said that he would definitely come over if he had the chance.

When he got home, the first thing Zheng Qian did was to find his mobile phone and contact the medicine king.

"Help, Medicine King......" Zheng Qian felt that one was not enough, and decided to go to Jiang Ziya again, and finally he pondered for a while, and also went to Taishang Laojun, these people are authoritative, basically there is no disease that they can't cure!

Just when Zheng Qian was tossing, the Marshal of Heavenly Court Tianpeng Mansion was almost blown up.

"Zhu Bajie, you come out for me, don't fucking be a shrinking turtle, Lao Tzu wants to find you alone...... Whoever wins, Chang'e is whoever!"