Ye Lin's study room is very wide and has six bookshelves filled with various books.
In addition, there is also a huge desk.
Ye Xiaxuan placed the painting painted by Su Yi on the table and carefully removed the cardboard covering the painting.
Ye Lin stood in front of the desk, staring at the painting on the table. When the painting gradually appeared in front of him, Ye Lin's body began to tremble.
He and Tang Wenyao followed Su Yi for a long time, but they almost never saw Su Yi painting.
It was Jiang Changfeng who did the ink grinding for Su Yi back then. After Su Yi was finished, it was basically put away.
At least Ye Lin never had the chance to watch Su Yi paint.
"This painting..." Ye Lin couldn't help but smile on his face when he saw this painting.
He remembered that Su Yi once said that they should not enter the study. After reading the paintings in it, they would easily fall into it. He was almost at the end of his life. Deep down in his heart, he really wanted to see Su Yi's paintings. Even if he really fell into the paintings and would never wake up, it was still worth it.
If that's the case, this life seems to be enough. It's better than being buried in the ground after death.
"Xuanxuan! If grandpa dies, he will burn me on fire. I hope the ashes can be placed in the same room as this painting." Ye Lin took a deep breath, with tears in the corners of his eyes, and said, "Don't put it too close. You should look at it on weekdays to avoid being upset."
Ye Xiaxuan was also frightened and said quickly, "Grandpa, what did you say? You are in such good health..."
Ye Lin waved his hand and said, "I know my body, I don't have many days left."
After saying that, he looked at the painting again and smiled.
He originally thought that after seeing Su Yi's painting, he would really fall into it and die here, but now he discovered that he was not dead.
It's okay not to die!
"Let's go and see what your second uncle and your father are fighting about."
After Ye Lin finished speaking, he didn't ask Ye Xiaxuan what happened between Su Yi today. When he saw the words on the painting, he understood that Su Yi had approved Ye Xiaxuan.
Being able to receive a painting from Su Yi is a blessing that Ye Xiaxuan has earned over several lifetimes.
As for what they did today, let's talk about it later when we have time.
Ye Lin and Ye Xiaxuan slowly came to the hall. Before entering the door, they could still hear the voices of Ye Jingguo and others. The moment they walked in, everything became quiet.
Ye Jingtian and Ye Jingguo both stood up and looked at Ye Lin.
Ye Lin slowly walked to the side of Ye Jingtian. Ye Jingtian was about to give up his position to him when his hand fell on Ye Jingtian's shoulder and pushed him down on his seat.
"What are you talking about?" Ye Lin's eyes fell on Ye Jingguo and said, "Boy, I heard your voice as soon as I entered the door. Please tell me."
Ye Jingguo pursed his lips, and his voice was much softer than before. "Dad, it's like this. There is a patient kneeling outside now, and I don't think he can be cured..."
"Speak louder and get to the point!" Ye Lin closed his eyes, obviously not wanting to hear this nonsense.
Ye Jingguo was so frightened that he could only grit his teeth and said loudly, "Dad, I think our family is a medical family after all. The position of the head of the family should be occupied by those who are capable. We should also give the younger generations a chance, so I suggested that the younger generations in the family be allowed to treat. Whoever can cure the disease will be the next head of the family."
After listening to what he said, Ye Lin opened his eyes, stared at Ye Jingguo faintly, and said in a deep voice, "Second brother, is there something wrong with your brain, or am I getting old and my ears are not working properly?"
Ye Jingguo suddenly did not dare to speak.
Ye Lin's eyes swept over the people present, and finally said to Ye Jingguo, "You bring in people who your elder brother can't cure and let the juniors cure them? Which juniors?" After saying this, he smiled and looked at Ye Hongqiu, Ye Jingguo's son, "Hongqiu, can you cure him?"
Ye Hongqiu is as old as Ye Xiaxuan, and is exactly twenty this year. When Ye Lin asked him this question, he felt a little guilty, but he still said bravely, "Grandpa, I can cure it."
"Then you can cure it for me. If it can really be cured, you will be the leader of the Ye Family from now on!" Ye Lin paused and then said, "If it can't be cured, then you should stay at home and think about your mistakes, study hard, and look good. Studying medicine is no better than anything else, and you can't mess around."
"If you mess around, you are an executioner with blood on your hands!"
Ye Hongqiu lowered his head and said humbly, "Grandpa taught me, and my grandson will remember it."
Ye Lin nodded and said, "Let someone come in, and I'll watch you treat it!"
Ye Jingtian didn't say anything. Since he was the one who invited the old man here, he would obey the old man's decision unconditionally. If Ye Hongqiu really had the ability, it wouldn't be a bad idea for him to abdicate in favor of someone more worthy.
Soon, Zhang Qibei was invited in.
Walking into the hall, Zhang Qibei saw Ye Xiaxuan and knelt down in front of Ye Xiaxuan on the spot.
"Miss Ye, help me!" Zhang Qibei seemed to have found the magic medicine to save his life. He hugged Ye Xiaxuan's legs with tears streaming down his face and shouted, "It's because I don't know Mount Tai. It's because I've lost my mind. Please help me!" After saying this, he kowtowed directly in front of Ye Xiaxuan.
Zhang Qibei's skin was as fragile as paper, and even a bump caused blood all over the floor.
The blood was faintly black and looked very abnormal.
"Don't get excited! Even if you want to treat a disease, you have to calm down first. My brother will treat you." Ye Xiaxuan is not desperate, but since Ye Hongqiu has said that he can cure his disease, Ye Xiaxuan naturally can't stand up again.
"Your brother? Can your brother cure my disease?" Zhang Qibei looked around a few times. He didn't know who the brother Ye Xiaxuan was talking about, so he could only cry and said, "Please, as long as you can cure my disease, I will give you all my family property! I don't want it anymore! I don't want it anymore!"
Ye Lin took a deep look at Zhang Qibei. This man was already terminally ill. In his opinion, he must have been poisoned and wanted to save his life...
Ye Lin asked himself, the most he could do was let Zhang Qibei live for a few more days. As for a radical cure, unless Su Yi took action.
Thinking of this, he glanced at Ye Xiaxuan again. Perhaps, his granddaughter could really save this man's life.
Su Yi's apprentice!
He and servants like Tang Yaowen can learn some skills from the world, not to mention Su Yi's direct disciple.
Thinking of this, Ye Lin smiled and said to Ye Hongqiu, "Hongqiu, you can treat it."
Ye Hongqiu bent down and saluted Ye Lin, then took out his silver needle from his arms and asked someone to bring a simple bed. After Zhang Qibei lay down, he sterilized the silver needle with high temperature and began to administer the acupuncture.
Ye Lin stood aside and watched, his brows gradually furrowed, this technique was not taught by him!