Li Se's face was filled with confidence, and he continued, "First, by the seal and inscription, second, from the paper quality, and third, from the mounting style. I don't need these three methods of identification. I happen to know quite a bit about Tang Bohu's authentic works. Many of his paintings are landscapes, with simple and clear compositions, drawn with a fine, central brushstroke, delicate but not weak, powerful yet graceful, combining strength and softness."
"But looking at this painting, although the creator put a lot of effort into it, they overlooked some details. For example, here, the artist's strength is too great; it's completely unlike Tang Bohu's style!"
Upon saying this, Li Se took a deep breath and continued, "This alone is enough to prove that this painting is fake."
Wei San asked in surprise, "I didn't know you were also an enthusiast of Tang Bohu?"
As a loyal fan, how could he not know about Tang Bohu's painting style?
It was just too detailed; ordinary people couldn't detect such subtleties, and even if they knew these details, it was difficult to spot them.
"You're bluffing, aren't you?" The middle-aged man clearly thought Li Se was talking nonsense. "Just based on a painting style, you're calling it fake? Isn't that a bit too hasty?"
Li Se smiled and didn't refute the middle-aged man's words. He pinched the paper of the painting and said, "This paper is actually made with modern techniques. Although it's a very good imitation, it's still fake."
"What's wrong with this paper?" Wei San asked curiously.
"It's too new," Li Se shook his head. "Tang Bohu's authentic works are many years old now. Even if they were preserved well, they couldn't be this well-preserved, could they? Although this paper is a good imitation, no matter how good it is, fake is still fake. Old Wei, if you don't believe me, you can bring out another authentic work. Although it's subtle, you'll be able to tell the difference with a comparison."
Wei San immediately took out another authentic work by Tang Bohu. As the saying goes, there's no harm without comparison. This comparison indeed revealed something; the paper quality showed a difference.
These subtleties, if not paid attention to, would indeed be impossible to notice. Wei San was now certain that this painting by Tang Bohu was fake, and his expression immediately turned grim. "Zhongbao Pavilion can also make mistakes."
The middle-aged man and the young man were sweating profusely. They could also see the flaws now, and with Li Se explaining a lot of details in an easy-to-understand manner, even if they were slow-witted, they could tell this painting was fake.
"Return this painting. I'll visit Zhongbao Pavilion when I have time!" Wei San grumbled unhappily.
"Yes, yes, yes, Old Wei, I'll go return it to them right away." The middle-aged man nodded repeatedly, took the painting, and left immediately.
Wei San looked at Li Se gratefully and said, "Doctor Li, I didn't expect you to have research in this area. Amazing."
"I only know a little," Li Se replied humbly.
Wei Xueru, standing by, was completely stunned. She hadn't spoken the entire time, just watching Li Se. At this moment, she was somewhat infatuated. This guy was so amazing.
"Doctor Li, when I go to buy these calligraphy and paintings in the future, you should come with me." Wei San liked Li Se more and more; he wished he could be his grandson-in-law.
"Okay," Li Se nodded, then took Wei San's pulse. He had already noticed the chronic illness earlier, but hadn't truly examined it. The previous acupuncture was only to save Wei San from the brink of death, but the chronic illness had not been cleared.
"Old Wei, you must have been injured years ago, right?" Li Se asked.
Wei San nodded. "Yes, I was in the army years ago. It should be an old ailment left from then. Alas, I didn't take it seriously when I was young, but now that I'm old, these hidden ailments have come back to haunt me."
"Old Wei, I can treat it," Li Se smiled. "I'll prescribe a medicinal bath for you. A month of continuous bathing should be close to a full recovery."
"Really?" Wei San asked excitedly. He had been suffering from this chronic ailment for years. Even renowned traditional Chinese medicine practitioners were helpless. He never expected Li Se to be able to treat it.
"Yes," Li Se nodded with certainty, then took out his medical supplies and wrote down the prescription.
"Doctor Li, thank you very much!" Wei San said gratefully.
"I have other matters to attend to, so I'll take my leave now." Li Se didn't want to linger any longer.
"Doctor Li, this is the consultation fee." Wei Xueru quickly handed over a bank card.
This time, Li Se did not hesitate. He accepted the bank card and then left the Wei family.
"Grandfather, there's something I want to tell you." After Li Se left, Wei Xueru hesitated for a moment before speaking.
"What is it?" Wei San asked curiously.
"It's about Doctor Li," Wei Xueru gritted her teeth and told him everything about Li Se and Shen Long.
Wei San's expression turned grim, and he snorted, "Well, Shen Long! How dare he coerce and entice my benefactor? Xueru, tell Shen Long that Doctor Li is my friend!"
"Yes!" Wei Xueru responded.
If any influential figure from Qingyun City were present, they would likely be greatly astonished to hear Wei San's words. After all, very few people were qualified to be friends with Wei San.
At this moment.
In the hospital.
Shen Long watched his son's condition worsen, his heart filled with anxiety. All he could hope for now was that Li Se could cure his child.
However, news had come back from Captain Liu that Li Se had been taken away by the Wei family.
"Wei Lao San!" Shen Long clenched his fist. He truly hadn't expected the Wei family to interfere in this. This made things quite troublesome.
"Mr. Shen, the Wei family has sent a message," the secretary said at this moment, looking a bit cautious.
"Speak!" Shen Long had a bad feeling.
The secretary hesitated for a moment and said word by word, "Old Wei said that Li Se is his friend!"
"Li Se!" Shen Long felt a sense of dizziness. He had initially thought that with his capabilities, Li Se would eventually compromise, but he never expected Wei San himself to step in to protect Li Se.
Although Shen Long was the richest man in Qingyun City, he didn't dare to offend Wei San lightly.
This meant he couldn't use any more tricks.
Madam Shen came out of the ward, crying, "Husband, hurry and think of a way! The child is dying."
*Slap!*
Shen Long was already annoyed, and he slapped Madam Shen across the face, roaring, "If it weren't for you, Li Se would have already started treating him."
Madam Shen immediately dared not speak, her hatred for Li Se growing even deeper.
"Go!" Shen Long uttered a single word.
"Go where?" Madam Shen asked.
"Go invite Doctor Li!" Shen Long said through gritted teeth. He had no choice but to go invite him personally now, without resorting to any tricks. If Li Se truly refused, then his child would likely perish here.
Madam Shen's face contorted instantly. "That scoundrel, we have to go invite him? Didn't you go to Captain Liu and the others? He's practicing medicine illegally..."
Shen Long coldly interrupted her, "The Wei family has intervened."