Compared to fortune-telling, Lu Li has a more profound attainment in medical skills, and the deadly acupuncture he has created is a miracle.

Besides, he really needs money now, and he needs it extremely.

Of course, if Lu Fang is in good health, he will not say anything. If there is any problem, there is no reason not to charge money.

"Sister Lu, come closer."

When Lu Fang heard this, he took a few steps closer. Lu Li narrowed his eyes slightly, looked at him from his face, and nodded while looking.

Lu Fang has a pretty face, a round and square face, a wide forehead and eyebrows, and a uniform three-stop, and a strong appearance for the husband. She is gentle and understanding.

After seeing her face, Lu Li half held Lu Fang's wrist and observed her hand patterns. She calculated silently for a moment before she let go.

When Lu Fang saw Lu Li's face full of solemnity, she couldn't help but feel uneasy. When he put down his hand, she asked quickly: "How is it?"

Liu Zhongtian looked at Lu Li almost at the same time.

"Sister Lu, your fortune is very strong, you have both children, you will be rich all your life, and your husband will be prosperous and you will live long. You may encounter trouble at the age of 35, but the problem is not big, and you will definitely turn bad luck into good luck."

“Is there any more?”

Lu Fang nodded happily, and she already had some gossip.

Liu Zhongtian was also very happy, especially the four words "both children and daughters" simply reached his heart.

"besides?"

Lu Li lowered his head and thought for a moment, and his heart moved slightly: "The face has already said that there is no big problem. As for you, it is because you have fallen into the root of the disease before and have not been treated seriously. Just do it."

"The root of the disease? What root of the disease?" Lu Fang said in a daze.

"You have had a high fever for about ten years old. If you let that high fever be ignored or just physical cooling, it will automatically reduce the fever within a day, and then your body will be healthier. Unfortunately, it was treated with Western antibiotics, and although the fever was reduced, it hurt the lung meridian. Now twenty years have passed, and the damage to the lung meridian is almost the time to attack."

"Ah? How do you know?"

Lu Fang was shocked.

Lu Li pointed to the sign on the ground and smiled and said, "I will write a prescription later. I will take it for seven days in a row, and it will be almost done in the future."

"Thank you, thank you."

Lu Fang thanked him repeatedly. If Lu Li's ability to face each other is questionable, his medical skills are absolutely unquestionable. After all, everyone knows the situation twenty years ago, how can he doubt it?

Seeing Lu Fang's expression, Liu Zhongtian's face finally changed.

He coughed lightly and leaned over to Lu Li, asking eagerly: "Little brother, please take a look. I have been in energy recently, have sore waist and back pain, have weak body, and sometimes I still have insomnia."

Since there is no need to face each other, Lu Li was diagnosed very quickly. After observing Liu Zhongtian's face, combined with his symptoms, his expression became a little strange.

"Little brother, isn't it very serious?" Seeing Lu Li stopping, Liu Zhongtian hurriedly asked.

"This," Lu Li looked at Liu Zhongtian, then looked at Lu Fang, and said with a funny look: "Brother Liu, the man has passed thirty-five, so he should be a little more restrained."

"control?"

Liu Zhongtian was stunned for a moment, and soon reacted, and looked embarrassed. Lu Fang's face had already turned red, and she wanted to find a crack in the ground to get into it.

"Mom, why is your face red?" Liu Jiajia looked at Lu Fang curiously and asked.

"The weather is too hot." Lu Fang suddenly became even more shy and said hurriedly.

"oh."

Liu Jiajia was already impatient when she saw the person, so she stepped forward to hold Lu Fang's hand and urged: "Mom, let's go and choose gifts for grandpa as soon as possible, I'm hungry."

"Okay, let's go now." Lu Fang patted his daughter's little head dotingly and looked up at Lu Li: "Lu Li, it's getting late, so you can go too. When you buy a gift, everyone will have a meal together. I thought I'd like to thank you very much last time, but I haven't had a chance."

Liu Zhongtian also advised: "Afang is right. First buy a birthday gift for the old man, and then have dinner together. And you just saw us, and Afang's prescription and medical treatment have not been given yet."

Lu Li looked up at the sky and agreed.

Seeing Lu Li agreeing, Liu Zhongtian and his wife secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

Last time Lu Li sacrificed his life to save his daughter, they always wanted to thank Lu Li, but unfortunately they never had the chance. This time they finally got the chance, so they naturally couldn't let it go.

Lu Li bent down and picked up the piece of paper on the ground, folded it and stuffed it into his backpack.

"Brother Liu, where are we going?"

"Next month is the 70th birthday of the old man. He likes to collect calligraphy and paintings of famous people. Yesterday, Jibaozhai called me and said that it was a new copy of Qing Dynasty copybooks. I came here to take a look." Liu Zhongtian said with a smile.

Lu Fang said, "Lu Li, the old man wants to see you, you must come when the time comes."

"Me?" Lu Li shook his head: "It's better not to use it."

"No, if you don't come, I'll go to the school to find you in person." Lu Fang said half-truely.

"Okay, I'll try."

It is really inappropriate for people to say this to this point.

While walking and chatting, they teased Xiao Jiajia, and the four of them soon arrived at Jibaozhai.

The facade of Jibaozhai is simple, and a couplet is hung on both sides of the door frame: The gathering of Xia tripod, Qin brick, Zhao Guowai, is due to Tang poetry, Jin and Han articles.

When Lu Li came to Antique Street on the first day, he went in and saw Xia Ding and Qin Bricks, but he had seen many imitations. Of course, it was also possible that the real treasures were not presented.

After entering the antique shop, Liu Zhongtianchao clerk said, "Are Boss Xu here? We have made an appointment."

"Are you Mr. Liu? Mr. Xu is waiting for you. Wait a minute, I'll call him out now."

While calling the boss, Lu Li walked to the few calligraphy and paintings hanging on the wall, and shook his head while admiring.

With his vision of both calligraphy and painting in the fifth cycle, if you talk about the appreciation of bronze and porcelain, you can only be considered a level talk. In terms of his understanding of calligraphy and painting alone, he is completely master level.

Things he doesn't like are probably of limited value even if they really are.

"Lu Li, do you also have a study of calligraphy and painting?" Lu Fang was always paying attention to Lu Li. Seeing him shook his head slightly, he asked curiously.

"A little bit of it."

"Awesome. Zhongtian has been learning to appreciate calligraphy and painting for eight years, and he still often misunderstood."

"Ahem."

When Liu Zhongtian heard his wife reveal her true feelings publicly, he coughed in embarrassment.

"Haha, Mr. Liu, you are finally here. From yesterday to now, at least three buyers have asked whether to sell the letter. If he hadn't agreed to Mr. Liu in advance, he would probably not be able to keep it even if he wanted to."

With a loud laugh, a middle-aged man in a suit and ties walked out of the inner room.

Liu Zhongtian seemed very satisfied, stepped forward and shook hands with him, and smiled and said, "Thank you, Boss Xu. As long as it is genuine, the price is easy to negotiate."

Xu Liang looked happy, "Mr. Liu, please let us discuss in detail in the inner room."

"Okay." Liu Zhongtian agreed and turned his head to look at Lu Fang: "Go in with me?"

"Forget it." Lu Fang glanced at Xiao Jiajia and said helplessly: "Your daughter's eyes are almost blurred, how could she listen to me!"

"Lu Li, where are you?"

Lu Li thought for a while and said with a smile: "I have never seen a real famous calligraphy and painting, and I just have a long experience."

Walk through the corridor of the vestibule and enter the inner room. The area is very small, with mahogany robin chairs and purple clay tea sets on the peach wood coffee table, which looks antique.

After sitting down, Xu Liang personally brewed a pot of tea and then left for a while. When he came in again, he was already holding a pair of scrolls in his hand.

"Mr. Liu, this is a copybook of famous Qing Dynasty artists that we just collected from southern Shaanxi. After expert identification, it should be the original work of Fang Gang, one of the four major calligraphers of the Qing Dynasty."

"Who? Fang Gang?"
Chapter completed!