"Don't be too excited, or you may damage the painting." Jin Luoluo handed it to him carefully.

I'm afraid that he will be too excited and snap this Pokémon.

Dongfang Hong took it religiously and examined it carefully, his eyes getting brighter and brighter.

"It's really the authentic "Fishing Alone in the Cold River Snow". It was lost for hundreds of years and has finally returned to the hands of our Yun family."

Dongfang Hong couldn't restrain his excitement, his eyes were wet, and he cried with joy.[

Xiao Luo looked at Dongfang Hong thoughtfully.

He lightly interjected: "Dongfang Hong, although this painting belonged to your family a hundred years ago, your ancestors later dedicated it to the late emperor. Strictly speaking, this painting no longer belongs to your family. And you are not the one who found it now."

, but Luo Luo, so this painting belongs to Luo Luo."

Oops, why did Xiao Luo say that? She obviously wanted to return it to Dongfang Hong.

After all, people always burst into tears when they see the painting, so how can I be so shameless as to say it is my own?

Jin Luoluo looked at Dongfang Hong awkwardly.

Those words were not what she said, don't blame her.

Dongfang Hong suddenly raised his head and looked at Xiao Luo angrily with narrowed eyes: "Your Majesty, please tell me what conditions you have?"

Xiao Luo didn't feel dissatisfied and stared at the painting in his hand.

"Everyone in the world knows that this painting is magical and a treasure, but they don't know why it became a treasure. I heard that if you get it, you can become a miracle doctor, a rich man, or a king. I want to know the secret of it."

Jin Luoluo also widened her eyes and asked, "Is it true? Can I really become a miracle doctor? I want to become a miracle doctor."

Dongfang Hong frowned and remained silent.

"Luoluo, why do you want to be a miracle doctor? Aren't you already the richest man? You shouldn't be too greedy. It's impossible to become a top figure in every field."

Dongfang Hong asked her unhappily, with subtle disappointment.

"Is it impossible? Although I don't believe this painting has this ability, my little hope has been shattered."

Jin Luoluo didn't pay attention to Dongfang Hong's displeased tone.

Wu Zi looked at Xiao Luo disappointedly and sighed softly.

"What if this painting had the same effect as turning stone into gold, and suddenly turned me into a miracle doctor who could cure everything. Then I could heal your feet and let you stand up again. How great would it be to be a miracle doctor?

It’s hard to be the richest man, but no matter how rich you are, I still can’t heal your legs.”

His life was so rough in the past, he should be happy now.

Sometimes seeing his slight loneliness made her feel inexplicably uncomfortable.[

If his legs were good, he could move around and do more.

He won't show such a lonely expression.

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Chapter completed!