A meal, spent in this strange atmosphere.

After the meal, Ye Fan He Roujin checked the injury on his leg and confirmed that there was no problem, everyone was completely relieved.

Looking at Ye Fan who was writing the prescription, He Roujin pulled Lan Xi beside him, "Daughter-in-law, Xiao Fan is so young, how could his medical skills be so superb?"

She knew very well about her legs.

Over the years, Ning Huarong has hired all world-renowned doctors, but it still has no effect. In fact, even He Roujin herself gave up. It is precisely because of this that she suffers from mild depression.

Now, I have been cured by a young man who has just turned 18, and it feels like I am dreaming.

Lan Xi smiled bitterly and shook her head, "Mom, I really don't know this. Xiaofan is not only good at medical skills, but also good at playing chess. He has a very high level of calligraphy and calligraphy, and his knowledge reserves in all aspects are amazing, as if... nothing is what he can't do."

Hearing this, He Roujin was secretly shocked and looked at Ye Fan with admiration.

In her impression, this is the first time she has heard Lan Xi praise someone so much since she married into the Ning family.

Ye Fan put down the brush in his hand, picked up the freshly written prescription and handed it to Ning Huarong, "Grandpa, just ask Butler Wang to take the medicine according to the prescription. Grandma's legs have just recovered and are not suitable for excessive exercise for the time being. Try it at most three times a week, so keep it like this for a month first."

"good!"

Ning Huarong took the prescription carefully, but when he saw the twisted words on the prescription, he frowned, "Xiaofan, how did you write the words this time... so ugly?"

“Write it casually.”

Ye Fan replied casually: "It's just a prescription, it's not a copybook, just be able to understand it."

"no!"

Ning Huarong liked calligraphy and painting all his life, and had extremely strict requirements on this aspect. He immediately slapped the prescription on the table, "Write a copy again and write it well!"

Ning Xi, who was standing aside, helped her speak out, "Grandpa, brother is writing well, there is no need to rewrite it, right?"

"use!"

Ning Huarong glared at his eyes and said in a very firm tone: "The word is like the person, and it does not have only one meaning. In my opinion, you must do your best no matter what you do, including writing and rewriting!"

Ning Xi wanted to say something, but Ye Fan grabbed him.

The corner of his mouth was pulled slightly, but it returned to normal in an instant. He smiled and nodded, "Grandpa, I'll just write another copy."

After the words came, his eyes became extremely focused. His right hand slid and the brush appeared in his hand.

It is not as casual as before, and this time it is written very seriously.

The pen and ink fly on the paper, and the writing process is extremely fast. Ye Fan's whole body is wrapped in a ball of ethereal aura, as if invisible, the ethereal aura is stained with the words along the tip of the pen.

The whole process was flowing and completed in one go.

But after a minute, the brand new medicine has appeared in front of several people.

The two prescriptions are one on the left and one on the right, and both the integrity and the strength of the writing are completely different from the one written by one person.

Ning Huarong's eyes were filled with surprise, and he trembled with his newly written prescription, and couldn't help swallowing his saliva, "Good words, good words!"

At this moment, his heart was already filled with laughter.

In fact, the reason why I had such an attitude just now was to collect the prescription handwritten by Ye Fan. He would not think that there were too many such rare items.

"Daughter-in-law, push me over. I want to see how powerful Xiaofan's words are."

"good."

Lan Xi smiled and pushed the wheelchair to come over.

He Roujin stretched out his hand, "Brother Rong, show it to me."

Ning Huarong did not hesitate and immediately put the prescription in his wife's hands. He also praised by the way: "At least among the calligraphy masters I have seen, no one can compare to Xiaofan's words!"

He Roujin looked at the name of the flavored herbs on the paper, and was shocked first, then amazed.

She didn't know much about calligraphy and painting, but over the years she was influenced by Ning Huarong and had also read many calligraphy works by everyone. However, compared with the ordinary prescriptions in front of her, she was completely at a disadvantage.

Although I can't tell the difference, I can still tell it out.

Just when He Roujin was stunned, Ning Huarong patted Ye Fan on the shoulder, "Xiao Fan, it just took a while for the Calligraphy Association to have an event, and many people will participate. Are you interested in participating? Maybe you can take this opportunity to squeeze into the Calligraphy Association."

Ye Fan shook his head decisively, "Grandpa, I'm not very interested in these things, so I'd better count..."

"That's all!"

Seeing that Ye Fan wanted to refuse, Ning Huarong directly interrupted, "I will notify you when the event is about to begin."

Ye Fan: “…”

Are you not given any chance to refuse?

ruthless!

He Roujin patted Ning Huarong's leg angrily, "Don't you see that Xiaofan doesn't want to participate? Why do you have to let him participate?"

"Roujin, this opportunity is really rare."

Ning Huarong explained, "Even the president of the Calligraphy Association will attend, and there will be live broadcasts on TV. With Xiaofan's calligraphy level, he will definitely amazed everyone. Besides, I will not harm him, so it's not for his own good!"

"Grandpa, I don't want to..."

"No, you want to!"

"I really don't want to..."

"No, you want to!"

“…”

Ye Fan was completely speechless.

Nowadays, I don't want to say anything...

After listening to her husband's explanation, He Roujin smiled kindly, "Xiaofan, it's nothing to participate in such an event. Your handwriting is really beautiful, so there's no need to be stage frightened."

"Oh well."

Ye Fan smiled embarrassedly and had to nod his head to agree.

After all, even He Roujin spoke up, and it would be too pretentious if he didn't agree.

He didn't want to participate because of stage fright, but because he felt that it was meaningless to participate in such an event. After being reborn, he had no feelings for his false reputation.

Suddenly, Ye Fan felt his clothes being pulled off and turned his head to see Ning Xi staring at him.

Ning Xi took a step forward with a little apology in her eyes, and said indifferently: "Brother, I'm sorry, I'm embarrassed."

From Ye Fan's expression just now, she clearly felt that Ye Fan resisted participating in such an event from the bottom of his heart, but due to the face of his grandparents, he had to agree in the end.

Ye Fan rubbed the girl's hair and pulled her little hand up, "Grandpa, you guys talk first, Xiaoxi and I will go to the yard to see the flowers."

"Go."

Ning Huarong's mind was all about the prescription, and he waved his hand to agree without thinking.

Ye Fan took Ning Xi to the locust tree in the yard, pressed her to the stone bench, and looked fierce and evil on his face, "Xiao Xi, how many times have you told you, don't say sorry to me, why can't you remember?"

"Puchi--"
Chapter completed!