Mrs. Du didn''t believe her just now, but she called her doctor again. She changed very quickly.


    Not far away Jiang Min see this situation, see Du Bo and Du Madame suddenly to Wenqiao respectful have added up, immediately angry face are crooked.


    Over there Mrs. Du politely said, "just now I was so slighted. I hope you don''t mind."


    Wenqiao frankly: "you just want to be more cautious, there is nothing to blame."


    Du Hongsheng solemnly said, "this


    "My name is Wen. My name is wenjo."


    "Miss Wen, you saved my son, and you are the Savior of our Du family. No matter what you want, we will certainly satisfy you."


    Wenqiao didn''t care, shrugged and said, "it''s a piece of work, I don''t want anything."


    Mrs. Du wept.


    After a quarter of an hour, wenjo pulled out the silver needle from the boy''s body, looked at his eyelids and examined the coating of his tongue: "he was born with asthma, congenital, right?"


    Du Hongsheng helped his son up and told his wife, "you can take him back first. There are many people here, so you should not take him to such occasions in the future."


    Madame Du was so grateful to wenjo that she left with her little son.


    Du Hongsheng said to Wenqiao, "is it OK to talk upstairs?"


    Wen Qiaoshou followed Du Hongsheng to the second floor. On the small terrace, they sat opposite to each other. Du Hongsheng sighed first and then said, "the child is indeed congenital asthma. We have sought medical treatment all over the world, but the effect is very little. When the child is nine years old, he is like living in a sterile glass jar. He goes to school at home. Please A special teacher, usually we don''t take him to this kind of occasion. It''s only because he hasn''t had an attack for half a year. It''s really pitiful to see him stay at home all day, so we take him out to play. "


    Wenqiao holding the cup thoughtfully: "the disease is really difficult to deal with, it is difficult to cure."


    "Is there anything Miss Wen can do?"


    Wenqiao raised an eyebrow: "does Mr. Du believe in traditional Chinese medicine?"


    Du Hongsheng said: "I was skeptical before. I met too many charlatans, but today I believe you."


    Wenjo shook his head and said, "I don''t dare to make a decision. I have to go back and discuss it with my uncle."


    "I don''t know who your uncle is."


    "Professor Su, have you heard of it?"


    Du Hongsheng''s eyes suddenly brightened: "the legendary Professor Su in the medical field? It''s your uncle. "


    Only then did wenjo know how powerful her uncle was in the medical world. It seemed that he was really ignorant before.


    "Have you heard of it?"


    "Not only have you heard of it? Professor Su used to be in foreign countries all the year round. He was a lonely character, but he was definitely a worthy medical genius. Because of my son''s business, we also wanted to seek medical advice from him, but he didn''t agree. It was your uncle. He was your uncle. "


    Wenjo forced a smile: "I''ll go back and ask him what he means."


    We had a little talk with Du Hongsheng for half an hour. Jiang Minqiao looked forward to it, while the famous ladies were whispering.


    "I didn''t expect that poor man could cure diseases."


    "Lucky for the blind cat to run into a dead mouse."


    "That''s also her good life. Mr. Du has several daughters, but only one precious son. She saved the young master of Du''s family today. That''s Mr. Du''s benefactor. In the future, she will benefit from her. It''s really lucky."