"There is nothing impossible. Isn't there a saying that goes, horses make mistakes, and people make mistakes."

Zhang Bufan sneered.

"Haha, if your painting is really mysterious, I will pronounce my name backwards."

The antique shop owner said with disdain.

"Please take a pair of tweezers."

Zhang Bufan said.

Everyone was curious about what to do with tweezers. Zhang Bufan's actions can be said to be very strange.

"If you want to play, play with you."

The owner of the antique shop agreed to all Zhang Bufan's requests just to see what he could make of.

Zhang Bufan gently tapped the painting with tweezers, and a gap was obvious. Everyone looked at Zhang Bufan with surprise. No one expected the result that would appear in the present.

"What's this?"

Someone asked weakly, but Zhang Bufan did not respond and continued to beat him up. He thought that everyone would know in a while.

The moment Zhang Bufan knocked all around him, there was still a painting below the top layer of painting, and this painting was more fascinating than the trees on the top layer.

"Oh my God, my God, this painting is so magical."

"Yes, how did he find out?

I don't know at all."

Everyone looked at Zhang Bufan with a magical look. Compared to the magical painting, Zhang Bufan was actually more magical, because no one knew that there was a mezzanine under the painting, and there was a painting with greater value below.

The middle-aged man was very surprised when he saw it, "This is Master Qi Baishi's real painting!"

Everyone exclaimed, this kind of painting was amazing just when they met, and everyone felt that it was just like dreaming.

Due to the middle-aged man's exclamation, the people behind him also stepped forward, "What paintings, what paintings?

We want to see it, too.”

So suddenly, the people behind rushed forward, and the people in front were rushing. Zhang Bufan saw that the situation was wrong, for fear of destroying the precious painting, so he quickly put it away.

When the middle-aged man saw that the painting was gone, he said loudly, "Okay, okay, don't make a noise, you can't even see the painting. Young man, look at the price of this painting. Qi Baishi's own paintings are more than 400,000 or 500,000 yuan."

Zhang Bufan shook his head, "I actually didn't plan to sell it for a very high price at the beginning. Paintings are originally something that is destined to be. Since I am destined to be with this painting, sir, don't force it."

When the middle-aged man saw Zhang Bufan insisting, he didn't say anything. Instead, he gave Zhang Bufan a business card, "Okay, since you said that, I won't force you, but if you change your mind, remember to contact me then."

Zhang Bufan politely accepted the business card, but there was one thing he had not forgotten, "Boss, see if you have to change your name?"

When the people around him burst into laughter, the antique shop owner lowered his head in shame, "It's because I don't know Mount Tai if I have eyes, but I don't know Mount Tai if I have eyes!"

In this way, Zhang Bufan spent 500 yuan, but bought the original work of Master Qi Baishi and went back. He was so happy that he wanted to show Yaoyao the painting.

But when Zhang Bufan returned to the hotel, Yaoyao was curled up on the ground with a chill all over. Zhang Bufan was shocked, "Yaoyao, are you okay? What's wrong with you?"

"It's cold, so cold."

Yaoyao was trembling when she spoke, and she felt very uncomfortable now.

"It's cold, it's not right. You're hot all over now."

Zhang Bufan touched Yaoyao's body and said.

According to the judgment of a doctor Zhang Bufan, he realized that Yaoyao was most likely to have a fever, and the fever was not bad.

"You are waiting here, I will get you a piece of clothing and take you to the hospital."

Zhang Bufan was very panicked and took a piece of clothing casually. Now he was in a state of emotion and had no way to drive. After taking a taxi, he went to the hospital closest to the hotel, which is the hospital where Zhang Bufan works.

After a series of examination results, Yaoyao did have a high fever and needed to be hospitalized for observation. Zhang Bufan stayed next to Yaoyao, "Yaoyao, don't be afraid, I'm by your side."

Yaoyao nodded, "Bufan, I'm fine, don't worry."

"Okay, you have a good sleep first, you don't have to think about anything, you don't have to do anything."

Zhang Bufan said with some distress when he looked at Yaoyao's weak now, then covered Yaoyao with a layer of quilt, "Don't be afraid, I will always be by your side."

After saying this, Yaoyao fell asleep in a deep sleep. She had no idea what was going on. She just had a very strange dream. She dreamed of many messy things, and she just felt very tired.

The next day, a ray of sunlight shone on Yaoyao's face. She slowly opened her eyes and saw Zhang Bufan, "Who are you?"

Zhang Bufan looked surprised, "Yaoyao, are you kidding me? Why, you don't know me anymore?"

Looking at Yaoyao's appearance, Zhang Bufan felt that he didn't seem to be pretending. Yaoyao seemed to really not know her anymore.

"Yaoyao?

Who is Yaoyao?

Who am I?

Why am I here?"

Yaoyao asked a lot of questions, but Zhang Bufan didn't know how to answer her.

"Yaoyao, don't scare me. Did I do something wrong? Do you want to scare me like this?"

Zhang Bufan said excitedly. Usually, Zhang Bufan can diagnose and treat patients calmly, but he is not calm here, and it can even be said to be a little out of control. He is afraid that Yaoyao will forget himself, "I understand. You must be a little confused because of a fever. You should sleep for a while, and you will be fine."

After Zhang Bufan finished talking about this whole lot, Yaoyao seemed to be looking at Zhang Bufan like a fool, "What else are you talking about?"

Zhang Bufan realized that Yaoyao really lost her memory, "Don't you remember who I am?"

Yaoyao looked at Zhang Bufan with confusion and shook her head, "Who are you?"

"You don't remember who you are?"

Zhang Bufan asked curiously.

Yaoyao shook her head, "Who am I?"

"Listen to me, you are Yaoyao."

Zhang Bufan is not a question now, but a statement telling Yaoyao.

"Oh, I'm Yaoyao."

"What do you remember?"

Zhang Bufan tried to awaken some other memories of Yaoyao.

Yaoyao said nothing except shaking her head. Zhang Bufan called the attending doctor to ask about the situation, "The patient should not have the possibility of losing his memory."

"Under normal circumstances, there is no such thing, but accidents are not ruled out. In this way, we will first shoot a brain video for the patient, and we will know based on the results."

The attending doctor said.

Zhang Bufan may be able to see what happened immediately about the surface disease, but Zhang Bufan has no way to draw conclusions casually for the current disease, so he can only wait for the examination results.
Chapter completed!