"You know?"

Ye Luo glanced at Yan Ruyu, shook his head and said: "Mr. Yan, I'm not scaring you, the cold on your body is so heavy, although I don't know what method you used to suppress this cold, if you don't care about it, the cold on your body will become heavier and heavier in the future, unless you have a way to suppress this cold all the time, otherwise, once the cold erupts, maybe even your blood will freeze, and then the Daluo Immortal will not be able to save you." ”

Stunned to hear Ye Luo's words, Yan Ruyu was immediately stunned, and her pretty face was full of shock: "You...... How do you know that?"

Yan Ruyu has been to countless hospitals to check her body, and she has also found many old Chinese medicine doctors to seek treatment, but all the doctors are helpless, and finally the family struggled to find a very well-known old Chinese medicine doctor, who can barely treat her.

But the old Chinese medicine doctor told her that there was no way to cure it, but only to use medicine to suppress the cold in her body, and also clearly told her that from now on she must take medicine, and use medicine to suppress the cold in her body, otherwise, once the cold accumulates too much, and she does not take the medicine on time, or if she stops the medicine, the cold will explode and her blood will freeze.

Blood is the foundation of the body, and once the blood cannot circulate, the person is dead.

Now Ye Luo, an outsider, actually revealed the biggest secret in her heart, which made Yan Ruyu's heart suddenly set off a monstrous wave, except for her relatives, no one else knew about this matter, how did Ye Luo know.

As soon as Ye Luo wanted to say something, Yan Ruyu's delicate body trembled suddenly, her face turned pale in an instant, the cold sweat on her forehead became more dense, and her mouth also made a painful muttering sound.

Seeing this, Ye Luo hurriedly asked, "Mr. Yan, are you sure it's okay?" I think you should go to the hospital first!"

"No...... No, I have medicine. ”

Yan Ruyu said with a painful face: "Medicine...... The medicine ...... in my desk drawer. ”

Hearing Yan Ruyu's words, Ye Luo didn't say a word, strode to Yan Ruyu's desk, opened a drawer on the top floor, saw a white bottle in the drawer, hurriedly took it out, picked up the water cup on the table and walked to the water dispenser next to it, and took a glass of water for Yan Ruyu.

"How many grains?"

"Just one. ”

Ye Luo opened the small bottle and poured out a white pill from it, and suddenly a strong medicinal fragrance permeated the air, which made Ye Luo couldn't help but glance at Yan Ruyu.

Although he didn't know what kind of medicinal herbs this pill was made of, he could also guess that the medicinal materials used to make this pill were definitely very valuable, at least ordinary families would definitely not be able to afford it, otherwise, this pill would not be able to suppress the strong cold in Yan Qingyu's body at all.

"Give!"

Ye Luo handed the pill and water to Yan Ruyu.

Yan Ruyu hurriedly stuffed the pill into her mouth and swallowed it with water.

After Yan Ruyu took the medicine, the originally pale face gradually became a little ruddy, the cold on her body slowly subsided, and her breathing gradually became stable, it seems that this pill is still very effective.

It seems that the old Chinese medicine doctor who treated Yan Ruyu must be the top kind of Chinese doctor, and Yan Ruyu's background must be great if he can invite this kind of person to see a doctor.

Yan Ruyu easily closed the bottle cap, looked at Ye Luo who was standing there, and said softly: "Ye Luo, thank you really today." ”

"Mr. Yan, what a big deal, helping others is the foundation of happiness. ”

Ye Luo smiled at Yan Ruyu with what he thought was gentle and very atmospheric.

After laughing, Ye Luo felt that his face was a little stiff, and he thought, "I was originally a hooligan, should I pretend to be like this." ”

After Yan Ruyu took the medicine, she seemed to be in a much better mood: "Ye Luo, you helped me once today, did you say I should invite you to dinner." ”

Ye Luo saw that Yan Ruyu didn't want to talk about his illness, so he didn't say anything more, but said with a smile: "Mr. Yan, I'm just a gesture, if you have to thank me, why don't you give me a painting." ”

"You like my words?"

Yan Ruyu was stunned for a moment, she didn't expect Ye Luo to say this, you must know that there are really too few people of the same age who know how to appreciate calligraphy.

Moreover, Yan Ruyu could feel it, Ye Luo asked her for a painting, but she simply felt that her words were good, which was completely different from the greed revealed in the eyes of those who spent a lot of money to ask for words.

"Of course I like it, a girl can actually write such a majestic, vigorous and powerful 'Yan Ti', there are not many in this era, and, if I guess correctly, the three realms of calligraphy, Mr. Yan, you have reached the second realm of Yan Ti!"

Yan Ti is a font created by Yan Zhenqing, a calligrapher in the Tang Dynasty, and Liu Gongquan is called "Yan Liu", with the saying of "Yan muscles and willow bones", and Yan Qingyu's calligraphy is the inheritance of Yan Zhenqing's Yan Ti.

After Yan Ruyu heard Ye Luo's words, her beautiful eyes lit up: "Ye Luo, do you also know calligraphy?"

As she spoke, Yan Ruyu's beautiful eyes fell on Ye Luo's body, with a faint hint of expectation in her heart, since she came to work in Zhonghai City, she had never seen a peer who knew how to appreciate calligraphy, let alone say that she had reached the second realm of calligraphy like Ye Luo.

"Mr. Yan, to be honest, I've disappointed you, I don't know calligraphy!"

As soon as Ye Luo opened his mouth, Yan Ruyu was disappointed, his expression was a little gloomy, maybe Ye Luo just said it casually.

"Yes, it's the 21st century, the Internet era, and how many people know calligraphy!"

Yan Ruyu's expression was a little gloomy, since ancient times, it was difficult to find a bosom friend, she thought she had found a bosom friend, but she didn't expect it to be empty joy.

"Mr. Yan, although I don't know calligraphy, it doesn't mean I can't read it. ”

Ye Luo looked at Yan Ruyu with a smile on his face, and said first and then raised: "The three realms of calligraphy, 'Yan Ti' is naturally ever-changing, and there are also three realms, the first realm, establishing a solid bone body, seeking a male and charming calligraphy style, this can only be regarded as an entry, and barely has a trace of 'Yan Ti' style." ”

"The second realm is to study the subtlety of the word, and seek the majesty of the word, this realm has both the form and spirit of the 'face body', and has gradually matured. ”

"The third realm is the change of the gods, and life, stepping into this realm, the words you write, not just a word, but a kind of artistic conception, anyone can understand what your artistic conception was at that time from your font. ”

"And Mr. Yan, your character refining form refining spirit, not to take advantage of the odd side of the center of gravity, not to take the left tight and right loose to take Yan, which is enough to show that Mr. Yan has stepped into the second realm of calligraphy. ”

Yan Ruyu's delicate body trembled slightly, it was not that her peers had commented on her words before, but these people only said that her handwriting was very good, but she had never seen so much at once like Ye Luo.

In this world, it is difficult to find a bosom friend, and Yan Ruyu seems to feel that she has met a bosom friend at this moment.

"I have to say, Mr. Yan, your attainments in calligraphy are very high, and if time goes by, Mr. Yan will be able to reach the third realm of Yanti, and maybe you can become a contemporary calligrapher. Ye Luo praised.

In this situation, this kind of praise does not make people feel that there is any suspicion of falsehood and sycophancy, and it does not feel disgusting, but sounds very comfortable.