Hou Jia San Shao

Chapter 64 The Bearing of Emperor Huizong of Song

"Dad, please stop talking."

As Fang Kangning walked out of the villa and was about to drive away, he saw his father, Fang Xingteng, chasing after him. "You know Grandpa never liked me and only doted on his precious granddaughter!"

"No matter what I do, he will never be satisfied. Now he even wants me to apologize to that Wan Yunting. No way!"

"You scoundrel, can't you just change your terrible temper?"

Fang Xingteng pointed at him, frustrated by his lack of progress. After all, he was the male heir of the family, and his elder brother only had one daughter, Fang Yanxi.

However, if it truly went according to what the old men had said before, finding a live-in son-in-law for Fang Yanxi, she could remain in the Fang family forever. Moreover, given Grandpa Fang Shoushan's affection for Fang Yanxi, it was possible that the entire Fang Group's controlling stake and the position of chairman would be passed on to him.

Fang Xingteng was very annoyed. If only his son had some promise and could please his father, he wouldn't have to worry so much.

"Dad, I can't change my temper."

Fang Kangning waved his hand and said, "Anyway, Uncle won't interfere with the company. Fang Yanxi alone can't fight you. As long as you can take over Grandpa's position as chairman, everything will go according to your wishes."

These words angered Fang Xingteng, but his son was not wrong. As long as he got his father's chairman position, wouldn't everything fall into place naturally!

But Fang Xingteng lacked confidence. After all, his business acumen could not match Fang Yanxi's.

He recalled that his niece, after taking over as president of the company, had secured several projects for the company within three months, creating an increase in value of more than a billion yuan. This was something Fang Xingteng could not achieve.

This was why Fang Yanxi was so doted upon by Fang Shoushan!

Chen Tao, standing beside them, had remained silent. However, he seemed to have perceived Fang Xingteng's worries, causing a barely perceptible sinister smile to appear on his lips!

In the villa, at the tea pavilion.

"By the way, Xiao Wan, let me introduce you."

Fang Shoushan pulled Wan Yunting and pointed to Fang Yanxi. "This is my granddaughter, Fang Yanxi. She is about your age and unmarried!"

Upon hearing his grandfather's words, Fang Yanxi's pretty face flushed. She wanted to act cute, but seeing Wan Yunting looking at her with a smile, how could she reveal the coy, girlish demeanor she had deliberately hidden during her university years?

Now, she was the icy beautiful CEO!

"Haha, Old Fang, you're introducing a boyfriend to Yanxi, aren't you?" Mao Tong and the other two elderly gentlemen, having understood Fang Shoushan's intention, teased him with a laugh.

"What do you guys know?"

Fang Shoushan pointed at Wan Yunting. "Don't think that just because Xiao Wan is majoring in Traditional Chinese Medicine, he excels in character and conduct far beyond his peers."

Xu Dehou smiled and then said, "But I heard he's a rapist!"

As soon as this was said, Fang Shoushan's old face darkened. Since he had asked Wan Yunting to treat his leg, he had already had Lin Si investigate him, and of course, he knew about this matter.

"Perhaps there was some misunderstanding!"

Seeing Fang Shoushan displeased, Lian Maoguo quickly tried to smooth things over. Xu Dehou quickly nodded in agreement. "Yes, yes..."

On the contrary, Wan Yunting's expression was gentle, and he seemed indifferent. "Grandpa, since we have time now, I'll give you acupuncture first, so you can take your medicine after dinner."

"Alright, alright, that would be a great help, Xiao Wan."

Fang Shoushan ignored his friends and sat in his wheelchair, allowing Wan Yunting to begin acupuncture treatment for his leg.

Everyone stood around to watch. They saw Wan Yunting open his first-aid kit, take out a set of silver needles, and then light an alcohol lamp to perform acupuncture on Fang Shoushan.

Although Fang Yanxi and her father, Fang Guowen, did not understand Traditional Chinese Medicine like the three elderly gentlemen, they could tell that his medical skills were extraordinary seeing Wan Yunting's steady and precise technique.

Fang Yanxi was the most shocked, as she knew he had spent seven years in prison and had never studied Traditional Chinese Medicine during their university days.

After all, back then, Wan Yunting and she were studying Business Economics.

Did he learn these medical skills in prison?

At this moment, Fang Xingteng also returned and saw Wan Yunting performing acupuncture on Grandpa. He didn't say anything.

He certainly knew about this young man. After all, the incident of trespassing into Ziqiang Financial Group that night and beating up Shen Ziqiang and his son, although the police had sealed the information, everyone still knew about it.

Fang Xingteng was dismissive and didn't think much of this Wan Yunting.

Forty minutes later, Wan Yunting withdrew the needles. "It's done, Grandpa. I'll give you acupuncture again tomorrow, and there will be no problem."

"Good, thank you, Xiao Wan."

Fang Shoushan stood up and walked, stomping his feet naturally, feeling very comfortable.

"I'll write you a new prescription. Take this medicine for a week, and your legs will be healed."

As he spoke, Wan Yunting took out a brush, ink, and paper from his first-aid kit...

This caught Fang Guowen's interest. He knew that old Chinese doctors still preserved the habit of writing prescriptions with a brush, but most TCM practitioners had long abandoned brushes and switched to pens.

Wan Yunting picked up the brush, dipped it in ink, and wrote the prescription with nimble strokes, astonishing Fang Guowen, "It's actually Slender Gold Body!"

Wan Yunting paused, glanced at Fang Guowen, knowing he was Fang Yanxi's father, nodded slightly, and then continued writing the prescription...

"The brushstrokes are slender and strong, yet they are not without flesh. Between the slender strength, there is a sharp edge. What beautiful calligraphy!"

Fang Guowen was excited, his eyes fixed on the Slender Gold Body calligraphy Wan Yunting was writing, his voice trembling as he spoke.

"Indeed, it's beautiful calligraphy..."

Xu Dehou and Mao Tong, the three elderly gentlemen, also nodded. Although they were not masters of calligraphy and painting like Fang Guowen, they enjoyed collecting ancient books and paintings, so they had some research in this area.

But seeing how well Wan Yunting wrote the Slender Gold Body calligraphy, they were all full of praise.

However, Fang Yanxi was the most surprised. Similarly, she had never seen Wan Yunting write calligraphy during college. Although she didn't understand, seeing her father so excited, she knew how impressive his calligraphy was.

It seemed he had learned a lot during his seven years in prison!

"Done."

After finishing one prescription, Wan Yunting put down the brush, blew on it a few times, and waited for the ink to dry before handing it to Fang Shoushan. Unexpectedly, Fang Guowen snatched it away. "Let me see..."

This scene made Fang Shoushan sigh, knowing his eldest son was engrossed in those arts and paintings.

"The strokes are fine and vigorous, the structure is spacious, yet it does not lack rugged freedom. This is undoubtedly the work of a master..."

Fang Guowen's hands trembled as he held the prescription, muttering incessantly, praising Wan Yunting's Slender Gold Body calligraphy. He was so enamored with it that he turned and said, "Young man, who did you learn your Slender Gold Body from? Who is your teacher?"

Wan Yunting was helpless. This calligraphy was naturally taught by his master.

After all, his master had told him that to learn medicine well, one must learn calligraphy well!

Because prescriptions are for patients, the calligraphy must be good. This not only makes patients feel comfortable but also reflects a doctor's skill and inspires more trust.

"For special reasons, I cannot disclose my master's name for now," Wan Yunting could only say this.

Fang Guowen and the others were stunned. Only Fang Shoushan knew, as Jiang Yichun had asked before, and Wan Yunting had said the same.

"I have seen countless masters of Slender Gold Body calligraphy, but yours, with its sharp edge yet full of noble righteousness, truly resembles Emperor Huizong of Song!" Fang Guowen generously gave Wan Yunting the highest praise.

To compare him with Emperor Huizong of Song, the originator of Slender Gold Body, was indeed the highest compliment.

"You flatter me."

Wan Yunting was neither humble nor arrogant, showing modesty and low-key demeanor.

This caused Fang Yanxi's gaze towards him to change repeatedly, and her heart was in turmoil for a long time...