Seeing that Dr. Chen's face had changed several times, Mu Zhihan wrinkled his eyebrows, "Doctor Chen." ”

Dr. Chan quickly came back to his senses, cleared his throat, and cleared the yellow waste from his brain.

"Mr. Mu, your body is fine, just a little ......"

How can you say this, saying that he has too much yang energy?

It's too straightforward, I'm afraid of being pinched and blown up.

So he said euphemistically, "It's just a little bit of a fire." ”

Mu Zhihan's complexion remained unchanged, and sure enough, the weather was dry and easy to catch fire.

Dr. Chen wanted to speak and stopped, "Mr. Mu, it is a good thing to be young and vigorous, but it must also be done in moderation, and it is not good to overconsume your health. ”

Mu Zhihan frowned slightly, what do you mean by this.

It happened that Cheng Mi accompanied Old Man Mu to come over to recheck his body, and saw that Mu Zhihan was also there.

She had an expression that I understand, I understand, I understand, and it is normal for such a big bowl of tonic soup to come to the hospital.

It's just that Dr. Chan looked at her like a strange thing.

She had an ominous premonition......

After the examination, it was determined that Old Man Mu's body was well and there were no side effects, and everyone breathed a sigh of relief and sighed again that this was a miracle.

Back at the sanatorium, the housekeeper was asking the maid to take the things out of the study to bask in the sun.

Since last year, Mr. Mu has been in the intensive care unit, and he has never been out of the medical machine, and naturally he has never returned to the villa to live, and many things in it have fallen to ashes.

Cheng Mi saw many calligraphy and paintings hanging in the yard, and was a little curious, "Grandpa, are these all written by you." ”

The old man smiled happily and was very proud, "Yes, do you like it, I like grandpa to send you." ”

Lao Wang looked at it, and said in his heart, the old man really loves the young lady.

These calligraphy and calligraphy treasures are so tight that even the young master refuses to give them if he wants them, and the young lady sends them in a word.

"Okay."

"Do you want to learn calligraphy, grandpa will teach you." Mr. Mu is extremely proud, he is a famous calligrapher in China!

Cheng Mi raised his eyebrows and taught her calligraphy?

Before she could speak, Old Man Mu had already asked Lao Wang to put all the four treasures of the study in the courtyard, and he was going to show his hand to his precious granddaughter-in-law today!

After the things were placed, Old Man Mu spread out two pieces of paper, "Come, grandpa will show you a hand first." ”

Pick up the pen as you say, the pen walks the dragon and snake, all in one go!

Pretty!

Looking at the words he wrote, Mu Lao was very satisfied, sure enough, having his granddaughter-in-law by his side is different, and he writes very energetically, perfect!

"Power power, let's take a look at ......"

Turning his head triumphantly, when he saw the words on Cheng Mi's paper, Mu Lao took the opportunity.

"This, this, this ......"

Sky!

This is what she wrote?!

Falling paper clouds, graceful and delicate, like a beautiful hairpin, fairy dew pearl.

Transparent and mellow without losing freshness and beauty, master, absolute master!

Silently glanced at the words he wrote, Old Man Mu's old face flushed, and he wanted to swallow back the he had just bragged......

He touched his nose curtly, "Mi Mi, your calligraphy is so good." ”

Cheng Mi smiled slightly, of course, her calligraphy was taught by the master.

"Studied before?"

"Well, my master taught him, he said that reading words is like looking at people, the requirements can be strict, and he always kills me."

"Master? Who is your master? ”

Depend on! His little baby actually has a master! It can't be the old thing!

"My Master is ......"

Halfway through speaking, Cheng Mi raised his head and looked around blankly.

Only then did she come back to her senses, and she no longer had a master.

Master has ...... He's dead.