Hou Jia San Shao

Chapter 128 Seeking Characters!

"Wow, it's actually a Slender Gold script!"

Curious, Qi Miaomiao walked closer and saw Wan Yunting writing a prescription in Slender Gold script.

Upon hearing about the Slender Gold script, Gu Luotang became immediately intrigued and couldn't help but walk behind Wan Yunting, lowering her head slightly to peer.

Instantly, her eyes widened in surprise. She watched Wan Yunting's brushstrokes move as fast as a sharp sword, each stroke on the letter paper revealing its edge. Every curve was like a beam of sword energy, deeply moving Gu Luotang, filling her with astonishment.

She was known as a talented woman precisely because she excelled in everything—music, chess, calligraphy, and painting!

Especially in calligraphy, Gu Luotang's skill was not inferior to that of calligraphers who had practiced for most of their lives.

Her forte was Regular Script and Clerical Script. Last year, she had even participated in a national calligraphy competition, winning first place among national youth representatives with her Regular Script. Consequently, Gu Luotang was hailed as an outstanding young female calligrapher.

However, in private, Gu Luotang held a special fondness for Emperor Huizong of Song's Slender Gold script!

In private, she often studied and discussed the techniques of Slender Gold script with other enthusiasts or masters of the style.

Yet, due to limitations in her own talent, although Gu Luotang's Slender Gold script had been recognized by many masters in calligraphy associations, she always felt something was missing.

"The brush tip hides a sword, the edge is fully revealed, strong and spirited, the structure is sparse and open, yet not lacking in substance..."

At this very moment, standing behind Wan Yunting on his left, Gu Luotang, who was intently watching his fluid brushstrokes as he wrote the Slender Gold prescription, muttered to herself, her heart filled with excitement.

For in Wan Yunting's Slender Gold script, she saw the artistic conception of Emperor Huizong of Song!

After all, Emperor Huizong of Song, who pioneered the Slender Gold script, created a highly distinctive style of calligraphy. Although many in later generations practiced and imitated it, achieving Emperor Huizong's artistic conception in Slender Gold script had eluded Gu Luotang, who had studied it for decades.

But now, before her eyes, she witnessed the artistic conception of Emperor Huizong's calligraphy in this man's Slender Gold script.

It was as if the brush in Wan Yunting's hand was a long sword, and every stroke he made was so elegant and free. The brush tip was firm and powerful, not only exuding a sharp aura but also containing a sense of steadiness and restraint!

Gu Luotang knew that today she had encountered a true master of the Slender Gold script!

This made her gaze involuntarily drift to Wan Yunting, who was diligently writing the prescription. It was as if this man possessed a peculiar charm that inexplicably made Gu Luotang's heart race.

However, Wan Yunting did not notice the two sisters standing so close behind him. After finishing the prescription, he placed his brush down, brought the Xuan paper to his lips, and blew on it a few times. Once the ink was dry, he suddenly stood up, startling Gu Luotang and Qi Miaomiao, causing them to stumble backward...

"Be careful!"

Wan Yunting, with his quick hands, caught Gu Luotang's jade-like hand, preventing her from falling to the ground.

"Are you alright?"

"I... I'm fine..."

Once she regained her balance, Gu Luotang's pretty face flushed. Her small hand being held by Wan Yunting made her heart pound like a thousand galloping deer.

"I'm not fine."

Qi Miaomiao, who had landed squarely on her bottom, pouted her lips, displeased that Wan Yunting had only caught her senior sister and not her.

Wan Yunting smiled sheepishly. Gu Luotang, her face still flushed, whispered like a mosquito, "Can... can you let go now..."

"Oh."

Wan Yunting, instantly realizing he was still holding her hand, quickly let go and apologized, "Sorry..."

Gu Luotang retracted her hand, lowered her head, and turned to help her junior sister sit on the sofa.

The atmosphere in the living room became awkward for a moment.

Jiang Yichun, returning from the restroom, asked Wan Yunting, "Is the prescription ready?"

"It's ready."

Wan Yunting picked up the prescription from the table. However, instead of showing it to Jiang Yichun, he turned and handed it to Gu Luotang, "Your diagnosis earlier coincided with mine. So, please take a look at my prescription and see if there are any modifications needed."

Gu Luotang's pretty face froze. She looked up at Wan Yunting in surprise, not expecting him to do this.

"Okay."

She did not refuse. Taking the prescription, she looked at the words written in Slender Gold script. Due to her nervous and excited state, Gu Luotang's hand holding the paper trembled slightly. As she gazed at the Slender Gold script on the paper, its sharp strokes like sword energy, her heart filled with joy.

At the same time, she carefully read Wan Yunting's prescription. It largely aligned with the one she had in mind, leaving no room for revision suggestions. This made Gu Luotang unable to resist looking up at Wan Yunting.

She truly couldn't fathom how someone with such exquisite medical skills and such beautiful Slender Gold calligraphy had appeared in Huadu without her ever hearing of him before.

"How is it? Are there any issues with my prescription?"

Seeing Gu Luotang staring at him blankly, Wan Yunting couldn't help but ask.

Returning to her senses, Gu Luotang blushed and hastily lowered her head, realizing she had lost her composure. She quickly returned the prescription to him, "No, your prescription is very good."

Wan Yunting nodded, unaware that her focus was on his calligraphy. He then handed the prescription to Fan Xingfa, who had just emerged from his daughter's room, saying, "Then, follow this prescription to get the medicine and quickly decoct it for your daughter to take."

"Okay, okay..."

Fan Xingfa repeatedly nodded as he took the prescription. Even though he didn't understand calligraphy, just looking at the brushwork in the Slender Gold script, he could tell this young man was extraordinary.

Fan Xingfa handed the prescription to his son, telling him to hurry and fetch the medicine.

He then invited Wan Yunting and the others to sit and immediately produced a check. "Doctor Wan, as promised, for curing my daughter's illness, this five million yuan consultation fee is yours."

Looking at the five-million-yuan check in Fan Xingfa's hand, Wan Yunting shook his head and smiled, "Mr. Fan, after your daughter takes the medicine and it takes effect, please go to our Traditional Chinese Medicine department's payment counter and pay the normal fee."

Fan Xingfa was stunned and hurriedly pushed the check back to him, "No, I, Fan Xingfa, keep my word. I said whoever can diagnose my daughter's condition will receive five million yuan, and Doctor Wan must take it."

But Wan Yunting shook his head, resolutely refusing...

This action surprised Gu Luotang, who was sitting by the side. Qi Miaomiao had already taken out her phone, was looking up recent news about Wan Yunting, and quietly whispered the information to her.

"Mr. Fan, we practice medicine not just for money. Moreover, we firmly refuse such high consultation fees. So please don't insist." Jiang Yichun waved his hand, having some understanding of Wan Yunting's character.

"Alright."

Fan Xingfa could only sigh helplessly.

Gu Luotang, sitting nearby, listened as her junior sister searched for Wan Yunting's recent news. It turned out he had indeed served time in prison and had only recently been released, which explained why she had never heard of him before!

Wan Yunting, unaware that they were secretly looking up his news, saw that it was getting late and began to pack up the paper, brush, and inkstone on the table, preparing to return with Jiang Yichun.

"Wait a moment!"

Suddenly, Qi Miaomiao walked over and smiled at Wan Yunting, "Can you write me a prescription?"

Wan Yunting was taken aback and looked up at her questioningly, "You're not sick, so what kind of prescription do you need?"

"Oh, I've had a cold and haven't been feeling well lately, so could you just write me a prescription for a cold?"

Unable to find a valid reason, Qi Miaomiao made up an excuse. Jiang Yichun directly said, "You silly girl, you're a physician yourself, can't you take medicine for a cold?"

"I..."

Qi Miaomiao's pretty face turned red, and she was unable to retort, as her intention was to obtain the calligraphy for her senior sister!

Wan Yunting turned his head to look at Gu Luotang, who was sitting beside him with her head lowered and a embarrassed expression, seemingly understanding their intention.

"Okay, I'll write you a prescription for a cold."

Saying this, Wan Yunting picked up his brush, dipped it in ink, took a sheet of paper, and began writing the prescription.

Qi Miaomiao's eyes lit up with excitement. She turned to signal Gu Luotang behind her. By this time, Jiang Yichun also understood that they were seeking Wan Yunting's calligraphy.

"Alright."

After finishing the prescription, Wan Yunting blew on the ink to dry it before handing it to Qi Miaomiao. He then put away the paper and brush, packed his inkstone, and stood up. He smiled and gave a slight nod to Gu Luotang before heading downstairs with Jiang Yichun, accompanied by Fan Xingfa, who was personally escorting them out.

"Senior sister, quickly look."

After they went downstairs, Qi Miaomiao hurried to show the letter paper to Gu Luotang. Gazing at the few lines of Slender Gold script on the prescription, her heart was filled with joy, and she held it with great affection.

After a long while, she carefully folded the letter paper and placed it in her bosom to take back.

"Oh no, I forgot to ask for his WeChat!"

Suddenly, Qi Miaomiao exclaimed, startling Gu Luotang. She gave her junior sister a playfully reproachful look. Today, she felt she had already been sufficiently forward. If she were to ask for his WeChat number now, what would he think of her...