Chapter 340
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"It's a painting. It's a painting." Huo Jinyan opened the box and took out the painting before unfolding it.
Huo Yao was well-versed in antiques, but she had no interest in ancient calligraphy and paintings. "What's wrong with it?"
"It's a painting by Zhao Mengfu from the Yuan Dynasty. His paintings are basically priceless," explained Huo Jinyan.
Huo Yao was stunned. She composed herself and said calmly, "Oh. You can keep it then."
After all, her medicine was priceless too.
Huo Jinyan looked at his daughter's calm expression. It was as though the painting was just a piece of paper.
He opened his mouth. Huo Yao seemed to have guessed what he wanted to ask, so she said, "Don't worry, Dad. My classmate's father really gave it to me. Just keep it."
Then she turned around and headed to the dining room for breakfast.
Huo Jinyan touched his nose and gazed at her from behind. "This kid..."
"That's enough. There must be a reason why they gave you such an expensive painting. Besides, your daughter isn't someone who doesn't know her limits," Song Ning said.
Huo Jinyan could not say anything else. He quickly carried the painting back to the storage room and placed it among the pile of antiques.
At most, he would treat her to a meal and give her an antique in return.
**
Meanwhile.
Huo Yulin was lying on the chair with his eyes tightly shut. His pale face was almost drained of blood, and his arms were trembling on the armrests. His body would twitch from time to time.
His psychiatrist was sitting in front of him. The psychiatrist's forehead was covered in cold sweat. "Lin, wake up. Don't be trapped in nightmares all the time. You have to overcome them."
Two minutes later, the psychiatrist noticed that Huo Yulin was still not waking up. Instead, he was sinking deeper and deeper, so he picked up a medical flashlight and shone it on his eyelids.
The next instant, Huo Yulin suddenly opened his eyes. He pushed the psychiatrist aside and stumbled into the bathroom.
He turned on the tap and splashed cold water on his face. It took him five minutes to wake up and wake up.
He looked at his pale face in the mirror. His cheeks were thinner than the last time he saw Huo Yao.
Huo Yulin wiped his face and walked out of the bathroom. He walked back to the chair and sat down. He lay on his back and looked up at the ceiling. "You can go now."
The words were directed at the psychiatrist next to him.
The psychologist looked at him and sighed. "Lin, you can't resist the fear in your heart. You'll become weaker and weaker."
Huo Yulin pursed his lips and closed his eyes. He didn't say anything else.
Seeing this, the psychologist shook his head. "I'm leaving. Call me if you have any questions."
Not long after, the sound of the door closing could be heard. Huo Yulin slowly opened his eyes. His eyes were bloodshot, and it was obvious that he hadn't slept well in a long time.
Huo Yulin's phone rang on the nearby table. He lay on the recliner for a few more minutes before he slowly got up and walked over to pick up his phone.
It was a WeChat message from his sister.
[Brother Yulin, I've received the information. Did you receive the incense I sent you?]
Huo Yulin's fingers paused. He had been in the lab for the past two days and only came back today. If there were any parcels, they would be placed in the storage cabinet in the manor.
He narrowed his eyes and walked out of the room with his phone.
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