"I want to draw a persimmon tree here, and it is full of persimmons." Jiang Xiao said.

What are you doing when you suddenly draw such a painting?

"Your shoulders are still injured." Meng Xinian reminded her faintly.

"I know, but it's really much better. After taking a shower just now, it's much better." Jiang Xiao was afraid that he wouldn't believe it, so she immediately pulled off the collar and let him look at his shoulders.

Meng Xinian took a look and saw that the redness and swelling had subsided a lot and had improved significantly.

He said, "But you still have to pay attention to maintaining it. What should I do if I am so anxious to draw?"

Jiang Xiao pulled him to the painting table and said, "This is what my uncle wants."

Li Hanzhong asked Jiang Xiao for such a painting?

Meng Xinian suddenly felt very surprised. What is he trying to do?

"Have he told you what he was going to do?"

Jiang Xiao took out the magic pen again and continued to draw the persimmon tree, saying, "I didn't say it, I just said it was urgent, but he was of great use. He said he would ask me to deliver it to me in person at 3 pm."

It is indeed hard to feel assured that anyone can take this painting.

The question is why he has to be so anxious to have such a painting?

"You didn't ask clearly?" Meng Xinian frowned, "Did he explain that he wanted medicine painting?"

"I explained it, I've asked clearly."

In fact, Li Hanzhong said something and she understood.

Li Hanzhong said, the kind of Bai Lao in City J.

After saying this, Jiang Xiao naturally understood.

The painting that was given to Mr. Bai back then became a typical example.

Now I have all taken it out and said.

"I also asked my uncle whether he wanted to use it himself or give it to someone. My uncle said, let me know later."

Jiang Xiao was also a little helpless.

Li Hanzhong, she can still trust her.

The kind that you have to believe even if you don’t believe it.

So she put down the phone and came to draw immediately.

"What he asked for?"

"Yes, I just need a small farmhouse yard with a half door open. A persimmon tree is planted in the yard. It is described very clearly and carefully. I think there should be such a place."

Meng Xinian also thought this was a bit weird, but he also chose to believe in Li Hanzhong.

If Li Hanzhong is not trusted enough, they should be in danger now.

He didn't ask any more questions, but just stood aside and watched Jiang Xiao draw.

She drew very quickly, but she drew very well and was particularly vivid.

Soon, a persimmon tree was painted.

"I'm going to draw red persimmons on it."

Jiang Xiao was just talking, Meng Xinian had already heard the slight footsteps, "Someone is coming."

When he finished speaking, Jiang Xiao heard the footsteps outside.

"Xiaoxiao, Major General Meng, come out for dinner." Shi Xiaoqing's voice.

"Let's go out for dinner first and then come in and paint." Meng Xinian said.

Jiang Xiao put away the magic pen, and Meng Xinian went to open the door.

"It's time to eat."

Shi Xiaoqing stood a short distance from the door and shouted at them.

Meng Xinian was also a little surprised, thinking that Ding Haijing would have stopped her and come and shouted.

He knew that Jiang Xiao would not get close to him when she closed the door and painted inside.

"Where is Lao Ding?" Jiang Xiao walked out, closed the door, and asked this question.

"Someone is coming, Xiao Ding is talking to others outside."

Someone is here?

Meng Xinian and Jiang Xiao looked at each other and walked over there.

When I walked to the yard here, I heard the sound of Ding Haijing.
Chapter completed!