When the old lady heard Song Yiran's words, her eyes lit up, and she couldn't stop nodding, "Little girl, you are not very old and very ambitious." I still have a few old things in my house, would you like to come and have a look?"

Song Yiran suddenly felt that this trip was too worthwhile, "That, is it convenient?"

"If there's anything inconvenient, I say I'll show you, and I'll show you. ”

Song Yiran smiled, this old lady's temper is also a little weird, but it is quite cute, and it can be seen that he has cast her temper.

"It's better to be respectful than to obey!" Song Yiran got up and followed the old lady into the house to look at the collection.

Lei Qianjun and Han Ping continued to sit in the courtyard, which was a rare and comfortable time.

The old lady took Song Yiran to the door of the West House. There was an iron lock hanging on the door, and the old lady cautiously took out a key and pushed open the door of the Westinghouse.

Song Yiran's eyes widened, and she turned her head to look at the old lady, with a surprised face, "This is ......" She seemed to be in an ancient study, with tables, chairs, furniture, and ornaments, all of which were antique things.

The most important thing is that Song Yiran can see a strong or faint treasure light on these objects, that is to say, these things are all treasures, all!

How did these things survive! You know, ten years ago, even a few years ago, these things were still boiled!

Song Yiran's eyes were full of worship, and there was nothing wrong with worship!

"How's it going, was it taken aback?"

Song Yiran nodded vigorously, now she has not come to her senses, and the shock in her heart is simply indescribable.

"Let's go in and have a look!"

Song Yiran took the initiative to take off his shoes and entered the Westinghouse barefoot.

The house has wooden floors and is not cool. Thick curtains blocked the sunlight, and the whole room was pitch black, with only a few rays of sunlight streaming through the doorway.

Song Yiran has excellent eyesight, and the dark environment can't affect her.

Facing the door, there is a red sandalwood bookcase, and there are two circle chairs with yellow flowers and pears next to it. On the left side is a very large Bogu shelf, on which there are some ornaments, there are porcelain, incense burners, and there are ivory ornaments and bloodstone carvings.

This is the rich Lord!

Oh my God, what is that? Buddha head? The halo is so thick, it must be true.

What's that? Listen...... Isn't that a painting of the emperor of the Song Dynasty? I heard that there is one in the Forbidden City, so what's going on with this?

Skinny gold body!

Who's going to pinch my human midriff? There are so many treasures, it's really going to blind her eyes!

The old lady sat quietly on a drum stool, watching Song Yiran enjoy her treasures.

Speaking of which, this little girl is really lucky! It's been a long time since I've been able to enter this room.

Song Yiran felt like Grandma Liu, who had never seen the world and visited the Grand View Garden, a small room, she walked around for nearly half an hour, and only took a rough look at the collection.

"How?" asked the old lady triumphantly.

To be honest, I don't know much about this, but I don't know why, I always feel that your collection is a treasure. ”

"Well, I've finally told the truth. The old lady pointed around the room, "All the things I have here are treasures, and I can't keep them outside." ”

Even if Song Yiran is usually thick-skinned, this will be said by the old lady, and she can't help blushing a little. The old lady saw the relationship between her and Han Ping, so she said that she couldn't take it outside.

"You are connoisseurs, we don't understand anything, offended. Song Yiran is not a robber, so naturally it is impossible for anyone to cheat, "Auntie, the previous case is a genuine good thing, twenty yuan is too cheap, I'll make it up for you, right?"

The old lady shook her head slightly, "There are rules in our business. ”

Song Yiran suddenly realized what she meant.

Antique business, the test is eyesight, only the old and the new, there is no true or false. You spend 100,000 yuan to buy something new, and you can only blame yourself for your poor strength and poor eyesight, which is called eye-catching. Because there is no such thing as cracking down on counterfeiting in this industry, I can only grit my teeth and admit it, and I will pay the tuition myself. On the contrary, if you spend a dime on the real thing, that is also your ability, which is called picking up leaks. There will be no people who say that you take advantage and are not particular.

"Oh, then, twenty yuan, why did you sell it!" This is different from what Song Yiran thought before, she originally thought that this person who sold the box must not know the goods, so he would take the treasure, but she didn't want the old lady to be an expert at all.

The old lady smiled and didn't mind, "Girl, let me ask you, since your people have picked up the leak, why are you coming back?"

Song Yiran was a little embarrassed, "I won't tell you, I do have this idea, I want to see if you have anything else to sell." And by the way, take a look at your son's injury, I heard our guy say, your son seems to be seriously injured, I am a doctor, so I want to take a look by the way. ”

The old lady was really surprised this time, "You have a heart, but your age...... You're still a doctor?"

"yes, I don't know if it's convenient for me to take a look at the patient?"

The old lady smiled at first, and then she didn't know what to think, so she readily agreed.

"Okay, come with me!"

The two of them went out of the house, Song Yiran put on shoes, and the old lady locked the door.

"Go, go to that house, where my son lies!"

Song Yiran followed the old lady into another room.

The windows were open, and the beds and bedding were clean. There was incense lit in the corner, and even then, there was something unpleasant in the house.

A man with a sallow face lay quietly on the bed, his body covered with a thin blanket, and his exposed arms were so thin that only a layer of skin remained, and a nasogastric tube was inserted.

Skinny and malnourished.

At the first glance of this man, Song Yiran knew about his illness.

Vegetative people, also known as sleepers. Purposeful activities such as intelligence, thought, will, and emotion are all lost. Incontinence, respiratory, skin, urinary system can be affected, and lung infections, bedsores and so on can be combined.

To put it bluntly, it is a state in which people lose their sense of autonomy and live like plants.

"How long has he been like this?"

"It's been almost two years. ”

Song Yiran sighed lightly, "You must be very careful when you take care of him." ”

The old lady didn't see any disgust or disdain on Song Yiran's face, and she couldn't help but feel relieved.

"Son, you're really a doctor! You say, is it impossible to get better like him?

Song Yiran thought for a while, and replied very seriously: "Actually, there are many examples of vegetative people waking up! You should be confident, as long as you are cured, there is hope!"

"I don't know!" the old lady looked bitter, "I'm afraid I can't wait now!"

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