"The doctor is kindhearted."

When Lin Feng said these four words, even he himself was infected by his pretentiousness and was really shocked. There was only one reason why he helped Wang Honghu, pretentiousness.

Sure enough, when he looked at the eyes of the other people, he found that the four people's eyes were different. They looked at him as if they were looking at a national hero.

He estimated that this sentence was indeed enough to be used as a cross. It seemed that he would have to read more online novels in the future to see the content of the flower-protecting miracle doctor in the city. Maybe he could find a more powerful way to use the cross.

"I...I was wrong."

Wang Honghu lowered his head in despair, and finally said an apology. He really never thought that Lin Feng was so magnanimous that he would help him regardless of his past grudges.

Thinking of his previous behavior, he really felt that he had lived most of his life in vain.

Qian Kedi also looked at Lin Feng with admiration. He had indeed seen the right person. Although his temper was a little weird and a bit stinky, he was honest and kind, which is really rare in today's society.

.

"Haha, good! Good!" Qian Kedi applauded and praised: "Well said, doctors are kind-hearted. If we in China can have more people like Lin Feng, why worry about the country not being prosperous and strong? Tonight, we will

Ask your old sister-in-law to cook two dishes for you, and you won’t come home until you’re drunk!"

"Dad..." Qian Weilong looked at his father with an embarrassed expression. If Lin Feng were to call his mother sister-in-law, wouldn't he have to call Lin Feng uncle? He was about to turn 40.

Qian Kedi waved his hands and said grandly: "We each do our own thing, but you still treat each other as brothers."

After saying that, his eyes rolled, revealing a glimmer of light, and said: "You guys find a place to rest first, and I'll get you my best pen and ink. Later, Weilong, you can give it to Dr. Wang."

A prescription."

Everyone looked at Qian Kedi with blank expressions. They didn't know what the other party was thinking. Isn't it just to write a prescription? As for taking out the good pen and ink, just find a pen from the table, tear up a piece of paper, and write

It's better if it doesn't go up.

But Qian Kedi ignored everyone's doubtful glances and ran directly to the study. After a while, he brought his pen and paper. When Qian Weilong saw what he had brought, he also took a breath.

.

Others don't know, but he knows how valuable the pen and paper in his father's hand is. He once drew a random drawing, but his father hung him on the stairs and beat him for a long time. The memory is still fresh in his memory.

That paper is not ordinary paper. It is said to be rice paper made of high-quality materials. If you write on it, even if it is not framed and placed on the wall, it will not turn yellow within fifty years.

That pen was not an ordinary pen. It was made of fine wolf hair. It was said to be the softest hair on the wolves on the grasslands in Inner Mongolia. Such a pen was simply priceless and the old man in his family was never willing to use it.

However, he saw that today, as if his father had taken a stimulant, he directly pulled the table over and spread rice paper on the table, which was a full meter long.

Under such a situation, even Wang Honghu was in a daze, not knowing what was going on. When he came back to his senses, he thought that the other party was going to give him a calligraphy treasure in person in order to thank them for treating his wife, and he suddenly felt excited.

The fact was like a huge hammer, hitting his heart hard and shattering his bad dreams.

"Come on, come on, Lin Feng." Qian Kedi pointed to the rice paper on the table, took out a beautifully packaged inkstone from under the bed, polished the ink himself, and said to Lin Feng. "Come on, don't be polite to me.

Come on, just write the prescription here, in bigger words."

As he spoke, Qian Kedi stretched out his right hand and made gestures on the rice paper, as if he was thinking about what size of font the other party was going to use to write. He did the math, and then looked at Lin Feng in confusion and asked: "How much are you going to write?"

Words, let me calculate the space for you."

"..."

Wang Honghu was a little dazed. He really didn't know what was going on. Why did Lin Feng use such expensive pen, ink, paper and inkstone to write the prescription for himself, and why Qian Kedi was busy here and there.

However, Lin Feng saw the other party's intention. No matter how stupid he was, he knew what was going on. He shook his head with a smile, walked up, took the brush handed over by Qian Kedi, dipped it in ink, and said with a smile: "

I said Mr. Qian, this is seeking public benefit for personal gain. Fortunately, Mr. Zhang didn’t come. If he had come, wouldn’t he have to fight with you again?”

"Yes, yes, write quickly." Qian Kedi seemed to have thought about Zhang Tianhua's coming in the evening and urged him hurriedly.

Qian Weilong rolled his eyes. He was really embarrassed for his father. He was so nervous when he gave him a prescription. It made him seem like he was possessed by some famous master. Could the words he wrote be worth tens of millions or even more?

Billion?

Lin Feng smiled, calmed down, and after thinking about it, he started writing on the rice paper. However, he did not write a prescription. Thinking of Qian defeating the enemy and serving the country all his life, he wrote four words to the other party.

One word: Serve the country with loyalty and loyalty.

Finally, he wrote his name below. Looking at the last written words, he also sighed. He would have found someone to engrave a seal and carry it with him.

"Okay!" Qian Kedi was pleasantly surprised after reading what he wrote. In fact, he had long wanted Lin Feng to help write a few words, but it was a pity that he was not Zhang Baorui, so he couldn't pull off that old face yet.

Qian Weilong and others also walked to Qian Kedi's side, looked at Lin Feng's handwriting carefully, and started to admire him. He finally knew why his father was so excited. The words written by Lin Feng were indeed worth a thousand gold and a thousand pounds.

beg.

This kind of font completely possesses the style of modern calligraphy masters, and is simply better than it. If he were not a face-conscious person, he would probably ask Lin Feng for one.

Seeing such handwriting, Wang Honghu felt ashamed, and kept saying to himself, look at Lin Feng, with his superb medical skills and elegant handwriting, Honghu Honghu, what else do you have to be proud of.

However, he was very excited when he thought that Lin Feng was about to write a prescription for himself.

"Dr. Wang, what's your mobile phone number?" Lin Feng asked.

Wang Honghu was stunned for a moment, thinking that the other party wanted to make friends with him, and felt excited again. He hurriedly gave his mobile phone number to the other party, but as soon as he finished speaking, he felt his phone vibrate twice.

He took it out and saw that there was an unread text message from an unknown number. Seeing this, he clicked to read it. When he saw the content inside, he had the urge to burst into tears.

Damn, why did you send me the prescription via text message? Such high technology!

"By the way, Brother Lin, you don't seem to have written down the medicine my wife needs." At this moment, Qian Kedi suddenly thought of a question. He looked happy at first, then stopped his smile, looked at Lin Feng seriously and asked,

Just the joy flashing in his eyes can be noticed by anyone.

"Oh, I'll send you a text message." Lin Feng nodded, picked up the phone, and started editing the text message.

"My phone is broken." Qian Kedi said shamelessly.

Qian Weilong next to him suddenly felt that the end of the world was coming soon. Today was really embarrassing. His impression of his father had really changed. This was the image of a soldier and ruffian. He had been hiding it by his side.

, he didn’t find out until today.

"Oh." Lin Feng nodded, without looking up, and directly pressed the confirmation button on his phone.

Just when Qian Kedi was feeling proud, Wang Honghu's cell phone rang again. He looked down and saw another text message from Lin Feng. He suddenly thought something was wrong. Just as he was about to find an excuse to escape, he heard Lin Feng speak.

"I sent the prescription to Dr. Wang, and he is the one who takes the medicine anyway."

Suddenly, Wang Honghu felt cold sweat pouring from his back, and a sharp sword pierced his throat from the side. He glanced at Qian Kedi, and sure enough, he found that the other party glared at him hatefully.

"Leave it to you! You must catch it carefully." Qian Kedi said angrily.

Hearing Qian Kedi's tone, Wang Honghu was overjoyed. It seemed that nothing would happen today, thanks to Lin Feng. He looked at Lin Feng gratefully, but found that the other party had already walked to the bookcase and looked at the books inside.

However, Qian Kedi's temper went away as quickly as it came up. He smiled and picked up the rice paper on the table, looked up to the sky and said with a big smile: "Haha, I'm not at a loss either. Weilong, hurry up and find someone to take it."

Go over and frame it, be careful, don't let that bastard Lao Zhang see it."

"Yes, yes." Qian Weilong broke into cold sweat, nodded hurriedly, and ran out carefully with Lin Feng's handwriting.

Towards evening, Zhang Tianhua brought Zhang Baorui to Qian's house. When he entered the door, he saw the smile on Qian Kedi's face, and he couldn't help but be a little curious as to what was going on.

"What's wrong, Lao Zhang, are you happy that Xiaocui's illness has been cured?" Zhang Tianhua asked with a smile.

Zhang Baorui on the side ran to Lin Feng's side and took Lin Feng's arm. Ever since Lin Feng saved his grandfather last time, he seemed to have an inexplicable good impression of Lin Feng.

Qian Kedi glared at Zhang Tianhua, with a proud face on his face, and began to shake his head, "Besides this, there are some good things, but I won't tell you in a few days."

"Is Xiaocui happy?" Zhang Tianhua asked pretending to be surprised.

"Come in." Qian Kedi laughed and scolded. "I know how to talk nonsense, but I won't tell you anything today."

It didn't take long for the meal to be prepared. Qian Weilong was also a good cook and helped a lot tonight. The whole family was sitting on the Eight Immortals table, feeling quite happy.

Qian Kedi even asked Xu Minghu to take out twelve bottles of special Maotai and put them next to him, and said with a smile: "Come on, let's not be polite tonight. Firstly, it is to celebrate that Xiaocui's illness has finally been cured. Secondly,

I came here just to greet Lao Zhang and me, little brother Lin Feng, for our long-lasting friendship, and also to thank you. We won’t go home until we get drunk tonight.”

Lin Feng also smiled and said: "I don't have a good drinker, so I'll eat more food and you guys drink more. Watching you drink makes me very happy."
Chapter completed!