Hearing this, Kim Sung-hoon's pupils shrank slightly, and he said in a very domineering presidential manner: "I'll give you a chance to reorganize the language." ”

"There is a proverb in China that it is difficult to draw a dragon and a tiger." Song Che's gaze swept over Kim Sung-hoon, focused on the screen with everyone, and said: "This mountain tiger, in terms of level, is very well drawn, and the president should have invited a very outstanding painter to fully show the majestic temperament of the tiger, but unfortunately, this majesty is superficial after all. ”

"What is your basis?" Kim Sung-hoon's face gradually turned cold.

"Just because I'm a doctor." Song Che said: "I don't know calligraphy and painting, but I will look and hear, as a qualified Chinese medicine practitioner, the first skill to master is 'look', a person's physiognomy can often reflect physiological symptoms." In the same way, calligraphy, words and paintings also have Zhongqi hidden in them. ”

"When you look at calligraphy and painting, you can not only see the style of painting, but also the characteristics of the author. If the style of calligraphy and painting is round and sharp, then the author must be sleek and sophisticated. If the style of writing is strong and heavy, then the author is likely to be resolute and unyielding, majestic and strong. ”

Zhu Xie couldn't hear it clearly, looked at the mountain tiger on the screen, and said: "According to what you mean, that is, the person who painted this tiger looks quite domineering on the surface, but is actually a sick seedling?" ”

"It can be understood that way." Song Che nodded.

Zhu Xie moved his lips again, quite puzzled.

Even if the person who paints is terminally ill, what does this have to do with their "salary"?

"All out."

Kim Sung-hoon waved his hand and retreated everyone.

Assistant Cui seemed preoccupied and thoughtful, but he still took the door and went out.

"Chairman Kim, did you drive people out because you were going to find the bottom of the stairs and then hand over the reward to me personally?" Song Che seemed to be smiling.

Zhu Xie's eyes widened, and he said in surprise: "Could it be that the author of the painting is ......?"

Kim Sung-hoon did not respond positively, but also indirectly admitted: "How do you know? ”

"Well, I'm a doctor." Song Che smiled and said: "The temperament of this mountain tiger is completely portrayed in the same mold as Chairman Jin, this is the clue." Of course, Chairman Kim, you can say that the painter's technique is good, and you have perfectly transplanted your temperament to this tiger's body, but ......"

After a pause, Song Che raised his hand and pointed to the lower right corner of the screen.

There, there is the artist's stamp!

"But you have stamped your own steel seals, isn't it clear that you are afraid that everyone will not know that it is Chairman Kim himself who painted." Song Che was skinned.

"......" Chairman Kim fell silent and began to re-examine Song Cheol with solemn eyes.

Only Zhu Xie still couldn't figure it out: "How do you know that this steel seal is his?" ”

Pharmacist Wang replied succinctly: "Google it, and you'll know." ”

"I haven't done enough homework, little Zhu Tong shoes." Song Che Waner said: "As long as you search on the Internet, you will know that our President Kim is still a famous master of calligraphy and painting in South Korea, a work is worth a thousand gold, two years ago on South Korea's National Day, he also painted a "Seoul Rivers and Mountains" presented to the Blue House, hanging in the reception room of foreign guests. ”

Zhu Xie suddenly realized, and then looked at Jin Chengxun with meaningful eyes.

Since Song Che said it so firmly, and Kim Sung-hoon almost acquiesced, it proves that Kim Sung-hoon is indeed a terminally ill paper tiger!

Unexpectedly, my daughter had a strange disease, and being a father was not much better.

"Also psychotic?" Zhu Xie joked, just avenging the humiliation he had just suffered.

"It's just a physical problem." Song Che muttered: "When people get old, their physical functions will inevitably decline, but President Jin refuses to accept old age and uses a large dose of medicine to maintain his function, which is tantamount to exhausting his fish, hollowing out the little essence and vitality left, and making his body collapse faster." ”

"You're a really good doctor, you can see that." Kim Sung-hoon was not only annoyed and angry, but also applauded it pertinently.

"Originally, I wasn't sure about you alone, but when I saw the painting of this screen, I basically knew it." Song Che said: "Chairman Jin, you forcibly pretended to be majestic in front of everyone, but you left such a big step, are you worried that others will not be able to find out your secret?" ”

"I wish a few more people could find out about it." Kim Sung-hoon said calmly.

Song Che could hear what he meant.

Kim Sung-hoon knew that there was something wrong with his body, but he couldn't show it publicly, so he could only deliberately leave some clues.

The one who can spy on this clue must be a strange person with special skills.

It is also very likely to help Kim Sung-hoon cure his physical problems!

In an instant, Song Cheol also understood Kim Sung-hoon's intention to arrange the seat just now.

He deliberately sat in front of the screen, and designated Song Che to sit opposite, in order to give Song Che the opportunity to distinguish the secrets of the screen and his body more intuitively!

If Song Che can see the clues, it will be proved that Song Cheol is the one Kim Sung-hoon needs for so long!

"I'm going to think of Chairman Kim's arrangement as a test, and now the test should be considered passed, right?" Song Che said with a smile.

"Of course."

Kim Sung-hoon got up from the Taishi's chair and walked to the front of the sofa area, but he didn't condescend enough to come to Song Che in person.

Song Che knew that this was already the greatest courtesy he could give, and I was afraid that even those high-ranking officials in the Blue House except for the president might not be able to enjoy it, so it was naturally not good to kick his nose in the face again.

So, he got up and walked in front of Kim Sung-hoon and took the check, and at the same time, Kim Sung-hoon held out his other hand.

Song Che also reached out and shook his hand.

"Dr. Song, what do you think of me?" Kim Sung-hoon asked as he shook hands.

The tone has been significantly softened and polite.

Song Che lowered his eyes for a while, his face suddenly changed, and he frowned: "How did you survive until now?" ”

"As long as there is money, the time of death can be artificially changed." Kim Sung-hoon said: "You just say, can you help me again, if you can, this time the reward will be doubled." ”

"It's useless to multiply tenfold, I can't do anything about it." Song Che said in a deep voice: "And I also have one word of advice, forcibly changing one's life against the sky may not be a good thing." I'm not looking forward to President Kim's death, but as a doctor, I don't want to see a sick person die rather than die. ”

"Then let me ask, is euthanasia in Huaxia legal?" Kim Sung-hoon asked: "Isn't there a proverb in your Huaxia that says that ants are still greedy for life, and I want to continue to live, is it wrong?" ”

"If, even if you just make me less painful, I will thank Dr. Song, and will make sure that you can return home safely, and I will deal with that kid Haojun. But if he can't, Dr. Song had better return to China immediately after accepting the check, as if nothing had happened. ”

Song Che pondered for a while and said, "If Chairman Jin is willing to tell me what kind of medicine you are taking to prolong your life, I may be able to come up with a way." ”