The Divine Doctor and Stay-at-home Dad

Qin Haodong's action shocked everyone, and some even jumped up. Nobody knew what the young man was going to do and how he could do such impolite things at the old man's birthday party.

Let alone others, even Lin Momo, who was sitting next to her, was shocked. Although she knew that Qin Haodong had no good impression for Lin Pingchao, she didn't expect him to break his birthday gift so recklessly. How could she explain to her grandfather?

Sure enough, Lin Xiaotian had had a faint smile on his face, but now he had no smile at all and looked at Qin Haodong coldly.

Qian Duoduo was also extremely embarrassed. He handed the Jade Buddha statue to Qin Haodong. Unexpectedly, it was suddenly smashed into pieces. He said, "Mr. Qin, what do you mean?"

If Qin Haodong didn't catch it and make if fall to the ground, there was still much to be forgiven for, but it was clear that he lifted it up and threw it to the ground severely. There was no excuse to explain it.

Just after Lin Pingchao had recovered from shock, he jumped to Qin Haodong and shouted, "Qin, you must compensate for my jade Buddha statue."

Qin Haodong did not answer him, nor did he answer the question of Qian Duoduo. Instead, he said to Lin Xiaotian, "Grandfather, I have saved your life by dropping this thing."

As soon as he spoken that, everyone was shocked again and did not understand what Qin Haodong meant.

He said to Lin Xiaotian, "If I'm right, you would like to put the Jade Buddha statue in your bedroom. Am I right?"

Lin Xiaotian still did not speak, but nodded slightly, admitting it.

Qin Haodong went on to say, "If you put this thing in your bedroom, you will die in three days."

At this time, Lin Pingchao was unhappy and said, "Qin, don't talk nonsense. You just saw the jade Buddha statue I gave to grandpa and you were jealous, so you deliberately dropped my jade. Everyone in the world knows that mutton-fat jade is good for people's health. How could it possibly harm grandpa's life?"

Many of the guests here agreed with Lin Pingchao in their minds. Otherwise, they couldn't find an explanation for Qin Haodong's strange behavior.

Qin Haodong looked at him and said, "You are right. A good mutton-fat jade is good for people, but this is not a mutton-fat jade, but blood mutton-fat jade.

Lin Pingchao cried, "Qin Haodong, if you want to slander me, you should find a better reason. All people here are experts in jade circle. Nobody has ever heard of that piece of sh*t. Aren't you talking nonsense?"

At that time, Qin Duoduo frowned slightly, he hesitated for a while and said, "I've heard of that, but it's too rare. I've never seen it for so many years."

Lin Xiaotian asked doubtfully, "President Qian, what's wrong with this blood mutton-fat jade?"

Qian Duoduo said, "I've just heard that a few times from my teacher. The blood mutton-fat jade is very similar to mutton-fat jade in appearance, but it will bring disaster to people. My teacher has passed away, and I don't know it exactly."

Qin Haodong said, "What your teacher said is not very accurate. Blood mutton-fat jade not only brings disaster to people, but also can absorb the host's blood Qi to improve its quality. That is to say, the more blood it absorbs, the better the jade looks.

As for the quality of this blood mutton-fat jade, at least 6 or 7 people's blood Qi was absorbed by it. The reason why it was sold so cheaply was that its previous masters died of being absorbed by it. So it was regarded as an ominous thing."

Lin Pingchao cried, "Nonsense. This is a mutton-fat jade, how can it be blood mutton-fat jade!"

Lin Zhigao then said, "Yes, you can't smash my son's jade Buddha statue just because of a legend. According to your view, should we smash the whole world's mutton-fat jades because of blood mutton-fat jades? It's a joke. Even President Qian didn't see any problem. Why do you say it's a blood mutton-fat jade?"

"It's easy. Have a look," Qin Haodong said, "Everyone knows that the purer the jade is, the better the quality is. There will be few impurities in the jade. The appearance of the blood mutton-fat jade is no different from that of mutton-fat jade. But inside the jade, they are totally different. In the blood mutton-fat jade, it has many blood red lines."

Then, he bent down and picked up two pieces of jade Buddha statue from the ground and showed them to Lin Xiaotian and Qian Duoduo.

Lin Xiaotian was shocked when he saw that the two pieces of broken jade in Qin Haodong's hands. They were covered with dense blood red lines, just like human's blood vessels. But nothing could be seen from their outside appearance.

He started his business from selling jade, and he knew the character of mutton-fat jade very well. He knew that the real pure mutton-fat jade would never be like this. At this time, he had totally believed Qin Haodong's statement that this was a blood mutton-fat jade.

Qian Duoduo stooped down and picked up a piece of broken jade from the ground. After looking at it, he said, "Sure enough, it is exactly the same as what my teacher said. There are blood red lines in the mutton-fat jade. This is very a blood mutton-fat jade."

Qin Haodong said, "Blood mutton-fat jade is a really harmful thing. Looking at how wide this blood red line is. It must have killed many people."

The blood mutton-fat jade was totally same as the mutton-fat jade in appearance. Only when they were smashed, they could be found to be different. But the value of this thing was millions or even tens of millions yuan. Who wanted to smash it? This was also one of the important reasons why the blood mutton-fat jade was extremely rare. Even if it appeared, no one could recognize it.

If Qin Haodong hadn't had powerful Spirit, and he hadn't feel Blood Qi instead of Spiritual Qi on the jade Buddha statue just now, he couldn't recognize it.

Lin Pingchao also saw the blood red lines on the broken jade, and his face turned pale at once. However, he argued, "No way, you must have done something. Otherwise, even the president Qian could not see the problem. How did you see that it was a blood mutton-fat jade? Are you even better than the president Qian?"

Before Qin Haodong could speak, Qian Duoduo initiatively said, "You're right. Brother Qin's appreciation of jade is far above me."

Guo Feng, who had been silent for a long time, said, "Mr. Qin really has a unique eye. Some time ago, he found the Xuande Censor which had been lost for many years in an iron-cast incense censor. His appreciation ability is above ours."

Seeing two big men stand up to support Qin Haodong, Lin Pingchao opened his mouth, but said nothing. The fact was the dazzling blood red lines on the pieces of Jade Buddha statue proved to everyone that this was a blood mutton-fat jade. Qin Haodong did not say anything wrong.

Lin Xiaotian's face became gloomy. Today was his 80th birthday. But if Qin Haodong hadn't discovered the secret of this blood mutton-fat jade, he might die in three days.

He asked, "Haodong, how should these broken jades be handled?"

At this time, the old man's address to Qin Haodong was much closer, and with a little respect. At the same time, his remark was tantamount to defining the nature of the Jade Buddha statue. That was a blood mutton-fat jade.

Qin Haodong said, "This harmful thing must be smashed and buried deeply, otherwise it will harm others."

Lin Xiaotian nodded, and called two family members and said, "Go and get rid of these things. Remember to smash them to pieces and bury them deeply."

The two family members nodded, gathered up all the pieces of jade on the ground, and then turned around and went out.

Seeing that the gift he bought with a lot of money was thus smashed into pieces by Qin Haodong, Lin Pingchao gritted his teeth with rage, but he knew that it was no use to deny it at this time, so he could only grasp the time to remedy it.

He quickly turned to Lin Xiaotian and said, "Grandpa, I really don't know that this thing is blood mutton-fat jade. I dare not buy it for your birthday gift if I know it."

Lin Xiaotian had just been shocked, but he also knew that it was not Lin Pingchao's intention. He waved his hand and said, "Forget about it, I know you didn't mean it."

"Grandpa, I have prepared two birthday gifts for you today. Although that thing has been thrown away, I still have one." Lin Pingchao secretly congratulated himself on being well prepared, otherwise today he would be really disgraced.

He turned back and waved his hand to the bodyguard, who immediately sent him a scroll holder.

For today the old man's 80th birthday, Lin Pingchao did make full preparation. Originally, he wanted to use the jade Buddha statue to get everyone's praise. Then he would make a climax with the scroll painting in his hand. Therefore, the value of this painting was far above that jade Buddha statue. He bought this painting from a wealthy merchant in Hong Kong for 20 million yuan.

At such a cost, he certainly did not want to give it to his followers to put it away quietly. How could he show off in that way?

So Lin Pingchao asked people to move a table directly, and then carefully pulled out an old painting from the scroll holder and spread it slowly on the table.

"Grandpa, in order to congratulate you on your 80th birthday, I specially prepared this, Wu Daozi's authentic work. Please have a look and appreciate it."

The guests were immediately noisy again and began to talk about it.

"The painting-sage Wu Daozi's authentic work. How much money could this painting cost?"

"If it's Wu Daozi's authentic work, it's more than 1300 years old. It's definitely a treasure in antiques…"

Lin Xiaotian had three hobbies, jade, antiques and paintings, and Lin Pingchao's gifts were all his favorite. But the jade Buddha statue had been broken, now the remaining birthday gift was a collection of antique and painting. It was a really good thing.

He stood up, came to the table, and began to appreciate the ancient painting on the table seriously. He watched it quietly for two minutes. The hall became silent. The old man's face began to look better. The unhappiness brought by the blood mutton-fat jade had gradually disappeared.

"Really good, this is Wu Daozi's authentic work!" The old man nodded his head satisfactorily.

Qian Duoduo also gathered up to appreciate the ancient painting carefully and nodded his head and said, "This is the legendary Scene of Lotus of Wu Daozi. After more than a thousand years, it is still vivid. Only the painting-sage Wu Daozi has this ability."

"Brother Guo, come on and see it. Does this painting belong to Wu Daozi?"

Qian Duoduo was not as accomplished as Guo Feng, although he also knew something about antiques. So he called him. In the field of antique paintings, the director of the antique appraisal center was the authority.

As an expert in antique appraisal, Guo Feng always took his tools. First, he put on a pair of white gloves. Then he took out a magnifying glass and began to look carefully.

It took him five minutes to look at his painting, then he slowly raised his head and said excitedly, "True, this is absolutely true! An authentic work of Painting-sage Wu Daozi!"

On the upper right corner of this ancient painting, there were three big characters Bai Lian Tu, which meant the Scene of Lotus, with Wu Daozi's personal seal underneath. Both from the perspectives of style of brush strokes or the year of painting, it was undoubtedly made by Wu Daozi.

When Qian Duoduo was so excited, he never forgot to turn to Qin Haodong and said, "Mr. Qin, have a look at this painting…"

As he was saying this, he couldn't help thinking of the jade Buddha statue that had just been smashed to pieces. So he stopped immediately and dare not say anything.

But it was too late. Qin Haodong stepped to the table, raised his hand, grabbed the old painting and tore it in half!