The Divine Doctor and Stay-at-home Dad

Qin Haodong had already read the Compendium of Materia Medica thoroughly. There was rich Spiritual Qi in it. Even if it was not the original Compendium of Materia Medica, it was a copy that came from the Ming Dynasty.

For some unknown reason, Li Mintae got it. Li Mintae took it and said it belonged to him. It was no different from sophism.

But Qin Haodong had been traveling in the Cultivation World for 500 years. He had seen all kinds of things and encountered many unreasonable guys. He had a hundred ways to solve the problem of playing sophism.

He motioned for Su Hongbo not to be nervous with his eyes, and then said to Li Mintae, "This is indeed the original copy of Compendium of Materia Medica, but it belongs to Huaxia and has nothing to do with you."

Li Joongki, who had just been fooled by Qin Haodong, now finally seized the opportunity to take revenge. He cried out, "The book is in our hands. Why should it belong to you?"

Qin Haodong said, "Because you borrowed it from us."

"Ha… Ha… Ha… Ha…" Li Joongki laughed arrogantly. "Why don't you say that we stole it?"

Su Hongbo and Fang Helun also looked confused. They didn't know what Qin Haodong was going to do. The opponents were obviously going to resort to sophistry. How could they admit that it was borrowed from Huaxia?

The eyes of all the audience were fixed on the handsome young man's face, waiting to see how he would answer.

"There's no proof of stealing, but there's a receipt for the book." Qin Haodong said, "Last night, I also saw the receipt that shows you borrowed this book in the Ming Dynasty."

As soon as he said that, all the people present immediately became restless.

"Really? Did they really borrow this book from Huaxia?"

"Since the Medical Sage has said so, he should have his reasons. I choose to believe in the Medical Sage…"

"These people are really hateful. They borrowed it from us, but said that it belonged to them. I didn't expect that there was still a receipt…"

Li Joongki's expression changed drastically. He cried out, "This is impossible. How can you have a borrowing receipt for a book from hundreds of years ago?"

Qin Haodong sneered and said, "Since the book you borrowed has been kept by you for hundreds of years, and it has been perfectly preserved, we can keep the receipt too."

Li Joongki still wanted to say something, but he was stopped by Li Mintae. He turned to Qin Haodong and asked solemnly, "You said you saw the borrowing receipt?"

Qin Haodong said, "Of course, I saw not only the borrowing receipt for the Compendium of Materia Medica, but also the national letter written by your country to Huaxia, asking them for help to relieve the pain of your people."

Hearing the sarcasm in Qin Haodong's words, Li Mintae's expression changed dramatically. He cried out, "That's impossible! Show us the evidence."

"Of course, I have the evidence. Su Hui's grandfather is the archaeology professor at the School of History of Shanghai University. I saw the receipt from him." Qin Haodong stared at him with burning eyes and said, "If I take out that receipt, should you return the book to us?"

After he finished speaking, everyone's eyes fell on Li Mintae's face. Thousands in the audience immediately shouted in excitement, "Return it! Return it!"

Facing such strong pressure and the cameras in front of him, Li Mintae finally felt a little embarrassed. He said, "If you can take out the borrowing receipt, we will naturally return it. But the receipt must be verified by Mr. Choe, our archaeological expert, to ensure that the receipt is genuine."

The reason why he said so was that, on the one hand, under the pressure of public opinion, he had no choice, and on the other hand, he didn't believe that Qin Haodong could really take out the receipt.

"Well, wait a minute. We'll be back soon."

Qin Haodong took Su Hui and left together. So, because of the borrowing receipt, the exchange meeting was suspended. However, no one left, and they were all looking forward to seeing if Qin Haodong could return with the borrowing receipt of the Compendium of Materia Medica.

After going out of the door, Su Hui pulled Qin Haodong and asked, "When did you see the borrowing receipt at my grandfather's house? Why didn't I see it?"

Qin Haodong laughed and said, "I didn't see it either. It doesn't exist."

"How… how can you do that?" Su Hui said nervously, "Do you know the meeting is a live broadcast in Huaxia and even Koryo?

"You are making a big joke. What if you can't produce the receipt? Are you going to admit that the Compendium of Materia Medica belongs to them? Are you going to admit that Li Shizhen belongs to them and we have learned Chinese medicine from them?"

Qin Haodong took Su Hui to get in the car. The Mercedes-Benz off-road vehicle had been destroyed, so it was a new car selected from the Zheng family, a top-end Land Rover.

He said while driving, "Don't worry. It's not a big deal. It's okay as long as I can make a receipt.

"Since those guys act unreasonably, we should take flexible measures."

Su Hui said in a hurry, "But the borrowing receipt should be an antique. It's not easy to make. Even if you can forge it, they have an antiques' appraisal expert, so it'll be easy to tell that it's a fake."

Qin Haodong smiled and said, "Don't worry. It's not a big deal. They won't find out."

"But…"

Su Hui was still a little worried. Qin Haodong said, "You don't have to say 'but' now. Do you have a better idea?"

"No… I don't…"

Su Hui didn't say anything else. She thought of the scene just now. If Qin Haodong hadn't used this method, they really wouldn't have been able to cope with Li Mintae's provocation.

"Since there's no other way, trust me. I definitely won't disappoint you."

Liu Qigong's home was not far from Shanghai Medical College. With Qin Haodong's good driving skills, they arrived at his home in less than five minutes.

After they entered the house, Liu Qigong was resting at home and practicing calligraphy in his study. Upon seeing Qin Haodong and Su Hui, he said, "Isn't today the day of the cultural exchange? Why are you two here?"

Qin Haodong briefly described the whole story in a few words, and then said, "Grandpa, lend me your pen and ink quickly. I will make a receipt."

Turning around, he said to Su Hui, "Go find a carrot and then open the computer to find the picture of the national letter we saw yesterday. I want to see what the seal of the king of Koryo looks like, and then I will make a copy of it."

Up to now, Su Hui could only cooperate unconditionally. She promised and rushed into the kitchen and snatched a big red carrot from Zhu Dongmei.

After listening to him, Liu Qigong opened his mouth widely for a long time. When he saw Qin Haodong spread the paper, he came to his senses and said, "You are so naughty, kid. Antiques all have the vestiges of the long history. How can they be faked so easily?

"All the national letters at that time were written by Kim Daegeun, and his writing style was unique. Can you forget that?"

As he spoke, he paced back and forth anxiously. "Let's do it this way. I've been immersed in calligraphy for 40 to 50 years, and I can barely forge it to reach 70 to 80 percent of Kim Daegeun's handwriting. I will write it for you. Whether or not you can muddle through it will all depend on luck…"

But when he turned back, he suddenly stood in a daze, as if he had been frozen.

Qin Haodong put aside the writing brush in his hand. He had finished writing. Although the ink on the paper had not dried up, each of the words was vigorous. The most important thing was that every word was exactly the same as Kim Daegeun's.

If it were not for the fact that there was no one else in the room, he would have thought that it was written by Kim Daegeun.

Qin Haodong pointed to the receipt he had just written on the table and said, "Grandpa, what do you think of my handwriting?"

"Great! Great! It's so great! It's very similar. No! No! This can't be said to be a copy at all. It's exactly the same as the real one!"

Liu Qigong looked at the words in front of him and asked in amazement, "Little Qin, how did you do that?"

Qin Haodong smiled and said, "It's not a big deal. I've sold calligraphy and painting for a few years. I'll write one whenever I'm free."

"Amazing! It's really amazing!"

Liu Qigong looked at the calligraphy and was amazed. He had been immersed in calligraphy for decades, but he was not as good as Qin Haodong. There was a big gap between him and Qin Haodong.

No one in the whole Huaxia could imitate those words to this level. The most crucial thing was that Qin Haodong only spent one or two minutes, and it was simply easy for him to do so.

"I got the carrot!"

At this moment, Su Hui walked in with a big carrot in her hand.

Qin Haodong took the carrot and took the fruit knife next to him. He took a look at the photo of the national letter on the computer screen and began to fake it. In less than a minute, he carved a seal.

He took the large seal carved from a carrot and touched it on the ink on the side. Then, he pressed the seal and on the lower corner of the receipt.

"It's done!"

Liu Qigong stuck his head out and looked. Once again, he was shocked and dumbfounded.

He was an archaeologist with amazing eyesight. If he hadn't seen the big seal carved by Qin Haodong with a carrot just now, he would really think that this was the genuine seal of the national letter.

Reluctant to give up, he took over the magnifying glass to look at it. But the result was still the same. He couldn't find a single flaw except for the wet ink.

He felt that he was about to collapse. He asked with a stiff expression, "Little Qin, how did you do it?"

Qin Haodong smiled and said, "It's not a big deal. I've learned cooking for several years in my spare time. I'm good at carving."

Su Hui also sighed and said, "I'm really curious. Is there anything that you can't do?"

"Yes!" Qin Haodong said thoughtfully, "It seems that I can't give birth to a baby!"

Su Hui glared at him coquettishly and said, "You're not serious."

Liu Qigong came to his senses and said, "Little Qin, although your handwriting and the seal are flawless, the receipt is still a fake.

"The receipt we need is from 500 years ago, but this paper is new, your handwriting is new, and your seal is also new. In the end, you still can't fool them."