"No, no, no, young man, your brain is really useful, some things, just to hit the nail on the head, without hesitation, I believe in you, my husband has a good eye, you are a good doctor."

Amin made no secret of his praise for Mu, and originally heard Sun Xiangyun say a lot about this community hospital cardiologist, and thought it was very interesting, and her husband also admired this doctor very much.

Sun Xiangyun has been a person with high taste since he was young, especially for friends and the like, although he usually treats people kindly, but Amin knows that the person who can be praised by Sun Xiangyun must be a very good young man.

"I think Dr. Mu has become Amin's doctor, not my doctor anymore."

Sun Xiangyun changed into clean clothes, and looked much more energetic.

"Are you alright, shall we take a look at your paintings or talk about the fear of human death?" Mu said lightly.

"Look at my paintings, I think that if I am afraid of death, I should devote more attention to other things, and naturally I will not be afraid."

"You think when I was going to be admitted to the National Academy of Fine Arts, I didn't spend all night painting and studying, and later when I had to catch up with the competition, I also went all out to create, and my body was very tired at that time, but I didn't think about death or anything at all, mainly because I was too idle to retire when I was old."

Sun Xiangyun said eloquently, but Amin sneered on the side, "If you said that two days ago, I believed it, 100% convinced, but now I don't believe it so much." ”

Amin looked at Mu, Mu shook his head in his heart, husband and wife counseling has such characteristics, squeezed between two people, from time to time to take care of her husband's Xu, you can't make your husband feel that the doctor and his wife are colluding, everything is singing and harmonizing, and he can't blindly help his husband, so that his wife feels that men are self-righteous like this, thinking that men understand everything, and women don't understand anything.

Therefore, when the husband and wife are present at the same time, the things that the cardiologist has to consider increases geometrically.

So this look of Amin, Mu can only pretend not to pay attention to it, pretending to be stupid, sometimes it is also needed.

Mu can be said to be talented in this regard, although he may not feel it himself.

Sun Xiangyun took Mu to see his works, many of which are landscapes, watercolor and oil paintings, as well as charcoal paintings, all of which tend to be realistic and fresh.

"There's no Monet's color distortion at all, it's just like a photograph."

Mu praised.

"This is my husband's characteristic, his paintings are very well detailed, just like photographs."

Amin said proudly.

Sun Xiangyun took Amin's hand and put it down gently, after all, doctors are also outsiders, and being too close is always not in line with the cultivation that people of this age should have.

"In this way, does Mr. Sun also like photography?"

Mu asked casually.

"No, Mr. Sun's preference for photography is average, but," Amin looked at her husband, trying to get feedback from his face that she agreed or disagreed.

Of course, Sun Xiangyun also understands what Amin has to say, the tacit understanding between husband and wife is higher than that of ordinary people, and sometimes he knows what the other party thinks without opening his mouth.

"Go and take a look, there's nothing you can't watch, doesn't he want to be praised for taking so many pictures."

So the three of them came to a row of photographs near the west window.

"It's all out and down?" Mu exclaimed.

"Yes, he should be the one who has the most photos of the city around the sea, which is an achievement for a doctor."

Sun Xiangyun said, the corners of his eyes trembling quietly.

"Yes, it's not an easy achievement, these photos are very meaningful, although I don't know photography and painting, but I guess the photos accumulated over time and accumulation must be very valuable."

After listening to Mu's words, Sun Xiangyun nodded, "It's not easy, a doctor can still think of these things, it's true, the value of art is sometimes not meaningful when it first appeared, but one day, those hard-working works will shine, maybe to some people, maybe to an era, have an unexpected impact."

For example, I don't know if the doctor has heard of a famous young artist who was so depressed that he even said he was dead because of the grief of his wife's death. ”

Mu shook his head, so Sun Xiangyun continued.

The painter later went to the funeral home to paint portraits of the dead, and also created a lot of imaginary paintings on this basis, for example, there is a group of photos on the Internet recently, which is a group of "Future Us" painted by him, which is as vivid as real photos, but in fact, these things have never happened at all, and there are no photos to refer to, he painted the life scenes of the dead people who have not yet appeared, and many people were moved to cry, saying yes, as if a person really lived a life.

I can show you this set of paintings, and I am very moved, this is the power of life born from death. ”

After speaking, Sun Xiangyun turned on the computer on the workbench and showed Mu the group of paintings.

"Oh, by the way, you may not know this painter, his name is Ding Jiajun, and his English name is more familiar, called seven."

After Sun Xiangyun's introduction, Mu Cheng took a serious look at the group of paintings, a total of twelve paintings, including scenes of a family eating together, a walk on the beach, graduating from college, getting married, and traveling with the whole family

"Do you know who is dead and who is alive?"

Sun Xiangyun turned his face sideways and asked Mu.

"Is it the child who died?"

Sun Xiangyun looked at Mu in surprise, "How do you know?" ”

Mu Haha smiled, "I guess." ”

"That's a great guess." Sun Xiangyun almost gave a thumbs up, but he always felt that it was a little inappropriate to do such an action in front of these pictures, so he held back.

"Perhaps, we can also try to do something for Lao Wu, such as these photos can also be put on the Internet to apply for an account, all of which are photos taken by Lao Wu, or hold a small personal photography exhibition for him, called "Out and Fall", so that when everyone misses him, they can also know that Lao Wu is a photographer, or"

Halfway through Mu's words, Sun Xiangyun suddenly stood up, "The doctor is right, what should I do for Lao Wu, what should I do so that I don't think nonsense." ”

So Sun Xiangyun ran to the cloakroom and took out a small dark blue transparent box from his outer pocket.