Han Qing's expression was still flat, and he spoke, "Mr. Philip bid 100 million US dollars, do you think that your own life is only worth 100 million US dollars?"

"How is that possible? My life is priceless." Philip was stunned for a moment and said loudly.

"Since your life is priceless, then my medical skills are naturally priceless, isn't it humiliating yourself that you hit me with this 100 million beautiful knife?" Han Qing spoke coldly.

The corners of Philip's mouth twitched a few times, and his face was gloomy, as if it was about to explode.

And the masters around him were all tense, ready to teach Han Qing a lesson at any time.

But at this moment, Philip's expression relaxed, and he laughed: "The divine doctor is very reasonable, and you still don't know the name of the divine doctor?"

"Qinghan." Han Qingdao.

"It turned out to be Doctor Qingshen, thank you so much, you saved the old man's life, after this exhibition is finished, please also ask Doctor Qingshen to appreciate his face, come to my house for a light meal, I must thank you for saving your life." Philip said.

Han Qing smiled and nodded, he knew in his heart that at this time, his plan to contact Philip could be regarded as a success.

At the beginning, Philip didn't even ask his name, and directly threw money at him to be a personal doctor.

Although the amount of money is large enough, for Philip, he did not put Han Qing on an equal footing with him at all, but saw that he was a good doctor, so he wanted to directly let him work.

And now, Philip is really putting him on an equal footing.

At this time, there were many people who showed a sudden expression, and the gaze that looked at Han Qing was also very peculiar.

It turns out that this kid is the real master.

100 million dollars is nothing, even if it is a billion dollars, it can't compare to really entering Mr. Philip's eyes, and he really regards him as a lifesaver.

Han Qing's expression has always been very calm, the effect he really wants is still a little hot, and he has to find another chance.

At this moment, Philip was surrounded by a crowd of people and came to the stage in the center of the exhibition hall.

There was a drawing table on the stage, and there was a piece of drawing paper on the drawing table, but it was Philip who was going to paint on the spot.

In an instant, everyone rushed over, and many reporters set up their guns and guns and started shooting.

And the picture of Philip's illness before and almost killing him, everyone consciously deleted it, who dared to leave the bottom, and there was no place to bury him.

But if you can photograph him painting, it will not be in vain.

You must understand that Philip is not only powerful in this beautiful country, but his paintings truly represent the top level of today's art world.

At this time, Philip closed his eyes and began to brew emotions.

After a long while, he opened his eyes and began to paint.

Han Qing walked to the front and watched Philip paint.

His brushes swim like dragons and snakes, and his use of color is bold and delicate.

It didn't take long for a painting to be completed.

This is a postmodernist painting in the style of a Sugi city at sunset.

Philip put down his paintbrush, washed his hands in the basin beside him, looked at it carefully, and finally nodded in satisfaction.

His work is completed in one go, the state is at its peak, and the use of line color is also perfected.

Even, he felt that this was his work of highest artistic value over the years.

At this moment, two men stepped forward and carefully erected the painting for all to enjoy.

Suddenly, there was an exclamation all around.

Philip was also quite complacent, and he took the reaction of the crowd for granted.

At this time, he suddenly noticed that Han Qing had also been staring at this painting, so he asked, "Doctor Qingshen, could it be that you also know how to paint?" Can you comment on my work?"

"Mr. Philip's painting, whether it is composition, line or color, is wonderful, but ...... At first glance, it looks like a city under the sunset, but it actually gives people the feeling that life is about to come to an end.

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"So, if I evaluate it, this work is a mid-to-top work, but it is far from the peak." Han Qing said lightly.

As soon as these words came out, it was like cooking oil on fire, and bursts of uproar continued to sound.

Everyone looked at Han Qing in shock, with a look of disbelief.

What is this kid talking about? Did they hear it wrong?

What does it mean that the artistic conception is a little worse? What is called a work that is not in the middle and upper, and it is still some distance from the peak?

Is it possible that this kid is so arrogant in front of a real top artist, he thinks he is Philip's savior?

"You fart, you dare to comment on Mr. Philip's work, do you know how to draw?"

"I think you don't know how to pretend to understand at all, and you are smiling generously."

"A doctor, just study your medical skills, the works of art masters, how can you evaluate them?"

Many artists present jumped out and shouted excitedly.

In the eyes of these people, Han Qing's evaluation is a kind of tarnished and a slander.

Mr. Philip's painting is definitely worthy of being famous through the ages.

In a hundred years, it will definitely become a masterpiece like "The Last Supper" and "The Smile of the Mona Lisa".

Philip's proud smile was also stiff.

Soon, though, he was contemplative.

Because, Han Qing's evaluation was not a random evaluation, it really hit his heart.

It is precisely because he has just experienced life and death that he does paint with a kind of sadness.

For those words of excitement and accusation, Han Qing always looked indifferent.

At this moment, Philip suddenly raised his hand, and the voices of everyone around him were retracted.

"Doctor Qingshen, do you really think it's a little bit worse?" Philip asked.

"It's really a bit of a bad mood, if this painting is made by these scolding people, it can be said to be excellent, but Mr. Philip is a top artist, how can it be compared with them, the level is different, so this painting is the pinnacle of work, a bit reluctant." Han Qing said.

"Mr. Philip, it's clear that this kid is talking nonsense because of the grace of saving his life, I don't think he knows how to draw at all, he just deliberately makes trouble to attract people's attention."

"Even if there is a life-saving grace, it will not be able to offset this insult, Mr. Philip, just break his leg and throw it out."

"Such a person is not worthy to stand here."

Many people heard that Han Qing was making nonsense, and they became angry again.

In their opinion, Mr. Philip endured such slander from Han Qing because of the grace of saving his life.

In that case, they will directly occupy the moral high ground and downplay Han Qing's life-saving grace, so that Mr. Philip will have no scruples.

In this way, Mr. Philip may have thought of this feeling, and they will be developed.

"Shut up, and whoever fanning the flames again will break their legs and throw them out." Philip shouted angrily.