"Mr. Yang, please give me a piece of artwork. Zeng Qinghai bent down, his voice extremely respectful.

The crowd in the hall was stunned, and they were speechless for a while, they never expected that Zeng Qinghai, the top Chinese painting master in China, would give Yang Fan such a big gift, just to get a painting.

However, when the crowd thought about it carefully, it was clear, after all, Yang Fan's paintings were already extraordinary, and they even wanted to kneel down to Yang Fan and ask for paintings.

In the hall, Zeng Qinghai bent over and squinted his eyes to sneak a glance at Yang Fan.

Zeng Qinghai saw that Yang Fan's face was expressionless, and he couldn't help but break out in a cold sweat, and his heart was anxious: "Teacher Yang, I was presumptuous." ”

"How can a calligraphy and painting genius like Mr. Yang easily start painting for others. ”

At this moment, Zeng Qinghai's body bowed lower, and his voice was extremely sincere and pious.

Zeng Qinghai took a deep breath, simply knelt at Yang Fan's feet, and said, "Teacher Yang, I, Zeng Qinghai, am willing to worship you as a teacher, please pass on my way of painting!"

Zeng Qinghai has been a patriotic painter since he was a child, and Zeng Qinghai has been extremely poor all his life, just to pursue a breakthrough in Chinese painting.

However, there are too few people who can guide Zeng Qinghai now, and it can even be said that there are basically none, but Yang Fan is an exception.

Yang Fan's painting talent is very good, mixed with the painting style of major famous artists, but it is its own school, if you can worship Yang Fan, Zeng Qinghai's painting water products will definitely be able to get a breakthrough.

"Teacher Yang, please take me as an apprentice. Zeng Qinghai knelt on the ground, and Chen said it again.

However, Yang Fan shook his head and said, "You get up, I won't accept apprentices." ”

Yang Fan is the emperor of the immortal realm, how can he easily accept disciples.

Although Zeng Qinghai has some attainments in Chinese painting, Zeng Qinghai is old and his talent is limited, and it is difficult to make a big breakthrough in the future.

Hearing this, the crowd was stunned, as if petrified, they never expected that Zeng Qinghai would suddenly worship Yang Fan as a teacher, and most importantly, Yang Fan also rejected Zeng Qinghai's request.

On the side, Chen Linxin frowned slightly, his fists tightened hard, and his eyes stared at Yang Fan with resentment.

"Teacher Yang, I'm ......" Zeng Qinghai knelt on the ground, his lips squirmed, and he was about to continue to redeem himself, but at this moment, in the hall, a heart-rending scream suddenly came: "Ahh......h My leg hurts!"

The crowd looked up, only to find that Ding Yuan in the center of the hall was sweating profusely, holding his thighs with a distorted expression, moaning and moaning in pain.

"Ah!" Ding Yuan clenched his teeth, because of excessive force, a trace of blood spilled from the corner of his mouth, and his whole face trembled slightly.

"Dad!" Ding Xiaoxiao looked worried, hurriedly stepped forward, squatted on the ground, and looked at Ding Yuan with concern.

On the side, Ye Yijie hurriedly took out a first-aid kit, then took out a silver needle and gently pierced Ding Yuan's thigh.

"Ahh

Brush Brush Brush!

Immediately afterwards, Ye Zhijie picked up a few silver needles and pricked them continuously, falling on different positions of Ding Yuan's legs.

This time, Ding Yuan's voice weakened a little, and his expression eased a little, obviously, Ye Yuan's acupuncture worked.

"Sure enough, it is worthy of Ye Yixian, and it is really a medicine to get rid of the disease. ”

"After all, Ye Yixian is the apprentice of Shi Huisheng Shi Medical God, and his medical methods are naturally proficient. ”

……

The crowd looked at Ye Ill and exclaimed in amazement, their eyes full of respect.

"It hurts, it hurts!" However, Ding Yuan was only quiet for a moment, and then screamed in pain.

Ye Yuan's brows furrowed, if it was in normal times, he would have done a set of acupuncture and moxibustion to suppress Ding Yuan's leg nerves, Ding Yuan should not feel pain, but what is going on today?

"Yang Fan, save Uncle Ding. At this time, Tie Shishi suddenly walked up and whispered in Yang Fan's ear: "Uncle Ding is actually quite pitiful, since he got that strange disease, even his toilet has been equipped with a camera, and there are people monitoring it 24 hours a day, just to prevent him from falling in the toilet." ”

Yang Fan nodded, but didn't say much.

Since Yang Fan promised Tie Shishi to save Ding Yuan, Yang Fan would not break his promise.

Yang Fan sighed lightly and walked towards Ding Yuan.

At the same time, Ye Zhi gritted his teeth, took out a small black pill from his body, and handed it to Ding Yuan.

"Ding Yuan, this is the medicine that Chen Linxin prepared for you, this medicine is quite effective, you can take it. In addition to being a Pearl River medical immortal, Ye Zhi also has his own arrogance, if it wasn't for the last resort, he didn't want to use other people's medicine to treat Ding Yuan.

However, it is also strange to say that the medicine that Chen Linxin gave to Ding Yuan is particularly effective.

Before the leaf disease was removed, Ding Yuan relied on taking the medicine given to him by Chen Linxin to stabilize his pain.

This time, as a last resort, Ye Yi could only take out Chen Linxin's medicine and give it to Ding Yuan.

"I advise you not to take that medicine. Yang Fan frowned and walked up slowly.

Yang Fan could see at a glance that the pill that Ye Zhijie took out looked like it was full of medicinal fragrance on the surface, and it was a big tonic, but in that pill, there was a cursed aura.

Ye Zhi was helpless against Ding Yuan's illness, and his heart was already very irritable, but now Yang Fan suddenly ran out and instructed Ye Zhi to take medicine, and Ye Zhi's anger broke out on the spot.

"Yang Fan, painting and medicine are two different fields, don't think that you can draw a few broken paintings and point fingers in front of me. ”

"You were still wearing open crotch pants when I was practicing medical treatment!" Ye Zhizhi looked at Yang Fan, snorted coldly, raised his hand, and directly sent the pill into Ding Yuan's mouth.

Grunt!

Ding Yuan didn't have the slightest preparation, and a pill slipped into his throat.

"Help! It hurts, it hurts!" "At the entrance of the pill, Ding Yuan's illness was not suppressed, but the whole person became more and more painful, and his expression gradually distorted, and even, blood gushed out of Ding Yuan's legs, dyeing the entire pants red!

"This ...... How is this possible?!" Ye Zhi's eyes were round and dumbfounded, and for a while, Ye Zhizhi actually forgot how to be good.

In the crowd, Chen Linxin raised the corners of his mouth and smiled fiercely.

"Kill me, kill me!" Ding Yuan rolled in pain in the wheelchair, and under the rolling, he fell directly to the ground.

Yang Fan shook his head and sighed lightly, stepped forward, and took out the silver needle in his sleeve between his hands.

Yang Fan is the Emperor of the Immortal Realm, since Yang Fan promised Tie Shishi to save Ding Yuan, then Yang Fan will not break his word.

"Go!" Yang Fan made a move with one hand, and the silver needles fell like raindrops, falling straight to the various acupuncture points of Ding Yuan's legs, and then spun rapidly.

The first update

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