Six Arts Hall.

Master Fan has now left Lingnan.

Tang Shigu was practicing calligraphy in the Mingtang, while Director Chen was watching.

Just as he saw Ye Nanchen coming back, Tang Shigu hurriedly greeted: "Xiao Ye, you are back, how are the little granddaughter of the Feng family?"

"Now I can get out of bed and walk."

Tang Shigu nodded with a smile: "I didn't expect that your farmer's medical skills are so superb, especially when you are young, you have such attainments. The future is unlimited."

Ye Nanchen walked into the Mingtang and looked at the Eight Immortals table with the words that Tang Shigu had just written: The night is quiet, the sea waves are 30,000 miles, the moon is bright and the tin is flying under the wind.

Tang Shigu was good at regular script, but these two lines of poetry were written in cursive script, with dragons flying and phoenix dancing, and grand momentum, which complemented the artistic conception of these two lines of poetry.

If it were replaced by regular script, you might not be able to write such momentum.

"Teacher Tang, I didn't expect that you have such an attainment in cursive script." Ye Nanchen didn't understand calligraphy, but the aura revealed between the lines made him know the level of Tang Master's ancient cursive script.

Director Chen smiled and said, "Old Tang is good at regular script, but he has profound attainments in other styles of calligraphy."

"Xiao Ye, you try it." Tang Shigu handed the sheep brush in his hand to Ye Nanchen.

Ye Nanchen waved his hand: "I can't do it, my handwriting is very stinky."

"It's okay, it's fun to write." Tang Shigu stuffed the brush directly into Ye Nanchen's hand.

Director Chen had already laid new rice paper and stood aside to grind the ink for Ye Nanchen. The ink was also an old ink, which emitted a faint medicinal fragrance. Because the ancients often mixed ink with traditional Chinese medicine, ink could be eaten and used as medicine, but it is best not to put the ink produced now.

Ye Nanchen had no choice but to hold the sheep brush and look at the words Tang Shigu, and also wrote the fourteen words "The night is quiet, the sea waves are 30,000 miles, and the moon is bright and the sky wind is flying under the tin.

He has not received professional training and his writing is indeed not very good from the surface, but Director Chen shouted in surprise: "Old Tang, Xiao Ye's style is somewhat similar to yours."

Tang Shigu nodded with a smile and said to Ye Nanchen: "Xiao Ye, go back and practice well. In time, you may be able to learn the Tao in calligraphy."

The brushwork and other things are too mysterious to Ye Nanchen. No one who specializes in calligraphy can tell the brushwork.

However, when Ye Nanchen saw his words, he faintly felt a little spiritual energy coming out, and he couldn't help but be stunned.

Since he was in Longcheng, Tang Shigu gave him some calligraphy works, which he has been hanging in the room, absorbing spiritual energy from those works every night, and then turning them into his own use.

Could it be... that absorbing the aura of Tang Shigu's calligraphy can also absorb Tang Shigu's brushwork?

This point is not mentioned at all in "The Ancient Immortal Doctor Collection", but only records a method of cultivation. This was discovered by Ye Nanchen himself, and he felt as if he was opening a window in his heart, and he was secretly happy.

"Xiao Ye, I'm leaving today. I'm going to wait for you to come back and say goodbye to you."

"I'm leaving tomorrow, too."

Director Chen said reluctantly: "Are you all so anxious? Xiaoye, is Feng Miaomiao's illness cured?"

"I passed the acupuncture method to Cheng Zheng, and he will treat Feng Miaomiao."

"I don't know when I will see you again this time. Xiao Ye," Tang Shigu picked up the words written by Ye Nanchen, "Let's get to know each other, and you will give this word to me as a souvenir. Let's exchange it, and I will give you my words."

Ye Nanchen did not refuse and put away the cursive script of Tang Shigu.

Compared with the regular regular script of Tang Shigu, Ye Nanchen still prefers this magnificent cursive script, and the aura of this cursive script is different from his regular script, and it seems more casual and free.

...

After seeing Tang Shigu off, Ye Nanchen contacted Pan Caixuan the next day and found that she was still in Lingnan, so he went to the airport with her and embarked on his way back to Longcheng.

On the plane, business class.

"Has the contract been negotiated?"

Pan Caixuan shook her head: "If something happens, the contract will be difficult to negotiate. Originally, this cooperation was facilitated by the Ximen family. Now Brother Shifan and Feng Xiaogang's wife have done such a thing. How can I discuss this cooperation?"

"If you want this contract, I can help." Feng Xiaogang is a member of the Feng family and wants to call Feng Baobao "Aunt". Now Ye Nanchen helps Feng Miaomiao stand up again. With just one sentence, the Feng family will definitely help this.

Pan Caixuan sighed quietly: "Forget it, Feng Xiaogang doesn't look like a good person. If you work with him, you may not know what will happen in the future."

So Ye Nanchen didn't say anything.

Closed my eyes and was about to sniff for a while, I suddenly heard a woman's cry of pain from behind me. When I looked back, I saw a beautiful woman in her thirties covering her lower abdomen, her lips were purple, and beads of sweat were already coming out of her forehead.

It is obviously very painful.

"Doctor, is there any doctor?" a middle-aged man with a gentle appearance shouted anxiously.

The flight attendant rushed over and asked, "Sir, what's going on?"

"My wife has a very serious dysmenorrhea."

"Have you brought the medicine?"

"I gave her a few minutes ago, but it didn't work. Now it's getting worse."

"Wait a moment." The flight attendant quickly left.

Soon a radio rang on the plane, asking if there was a doctor among the passengers, and asking him to come to business class as soon as possible.

Ye Nanchen slowly stood up and was about to go over when he saw an old man walking in the economy class, about seventy years old, wearing a black Zhongshan suit.

"Get back, stop watching, leave some space for the patient." The old man pushed Ye Nanchen away and said.

The flight attendant stepped forward and asked, "Old sir, are you a doctor?"

"South China Golden Needle God, I believe you have heard of my name? I have been practicing medicine for 60 years and have cured cases in my hands, and there are 80,000 or more." The old man held his head up and was extremely arrogant.

Everyone seemed to have never heard of the name of the Golden Needle God, but when he seemed to be very powerful, he suddenly felt admiration in his heart.

The middle-aged man hurriedly said, "Old sir, please show it to my wife."

"What's wrong with your wife?"

"It should be dysmenorrhea. It has not been cured for many years. This time I took her to Longcheng to see a doctor."

The Golden Needle God shook his head: "What good doctors are there in Longcheng?"

Then he walked to the beautiful woman, put it on the pulse of her right wrist, and smelled a special fragrance on her body, and couldn't help feeling relaxed and happy.

Such a nice perfume smell.

Seeing the beautiful woman again, although she was unbearable in abdominal pain and had a painful face, she still couldn't hide her beauty.

A beautiful woman is so beautiful even when she is sick, and has a unique beauty, such as Xi Shi frowning eyebrows, which is very beautiful, while Dong Shi frowning will be ugly.

Beauty and ugliness do not depend on frowning, but on who frowning.

"Mrs. Zun's condition is very serious and must be treated immediately."

The middle-aged man hurriedly said, "Sir, please help me."

"I want to apply an injection to her, but some acupoints are more important. You must take off your clothes, otherwise you will have to apply an injection through the clothes, and you will have to be a little deviation, and you will be afraid of problems." The Golden Needle God said solemnly.

Ye Nanchen frowned slightly. The beautiful woman was wearing a chiffon shirt, which was not very thick. It was not too difficult to apply needles through the clothes, and she even wanted to take off her clothes.
Chapter completed!