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Jiang Hao was curious and turned to look at Yan Xiaofeng who stood up to greet the woman who walked in. He also stood up and looked at her curiously.

"I came over to see the children, cough cough..." Duan Moyun coughed softly and smiled gently.

"Why are you coughing?" Yan Xiaofeng pulled her and asked.

"Well, I may have caught a cold in the past two days and had a slight cough. It's nothing serious." Duan Moyun's voice was gentle and very pleasant.

"That's not possible. A minor cough needs to be treated."

Yan Xiaofeng pulled her, then turned around and shouted to Jiang Hao standing behind him: "Xiao Jiang, come here quickly."

"Oh"

Jiang Hao responded and passed by. Duan Moyun raised his head and looked at him curiously. This was the first time he saw him.

"Mo Yun, it just so happens that my Xiao Jiang is here. He is a Chinese medicine doctor with very good medical skills. Let him take your pulse." Yan Xiaofeng took Jiang Hao and introduced him to Duan Moyun.

"Hello."

Jiang Hao greeted politely, Duan Moyun coughed twice and nodded politely to Jiang Hao, but then thought of something and said in surprise: "Are you the miracle doctor Xiao Jiang?"

"Mo Yun, do you know Xiao Jiang?"

Yan Xiaofeng was surprised, and immediately patted Jiang Hao's arm and smiled sweetly: "You brat, you have a good reputation."

Jiang Hao shook his head and gave up, but he instantly noticed that Su Moyun's fair eyebrows contained a trace of evil spirit, which surprised him and asked: "Besides you, is there anyone else in your family who is sick?"

"Well, how do you know?"

Duan Moyun looked at Jiang Hao in surprise, covered her lips and coughed twice, and said: "My eldest brother is sick. Originally, when I came to Yulin City this time, I wanted to ask you to treat my eldest brother. I didn't expect that I would be able to treat my eldest brother in front of Grandma Yan." Meet you here."

"really"

Jiang Hao nodded.

"Xiao Jiang, you have to treat Mo Yun. She has helped me a lot during this time. She even donated 200 million to the orphanage last time." Yan Xiaofeng pulled Jiang Hao and said.

"Grandma Yan, you're welcome. I just want to do my best to help these children in need." Duan Moyun coughed lightly, looked at Jiang Hao and Yan Xiaofeng, shook his head and smiled softly.

Jiang Hao looked at the woman in surprise. He hadn't been to the orphanage for two months, and he really didn't know about Duan Moyun's donation to the orphanage.

Talking about this orphanage, it was established by his grandfather Jiang Wentian and Yan Xiaofeng when he was still alive.

There was a flood in Yulin City that year, which destroyed many families. Jiang Wentian and Yan Xiaofeng established an orphanage called Hope House in order to take in the children who had lost their families.

Jiang Wentian has been a doctor all his life. No matter what kind of patients he faces, he always has a clear mind. All his savings have been invested in this orphanage, slowly building it to the scale it is today.

On the surface, Yan Xiaofeng is the director of the orphanage, but few outsiders know that Jiang Wentian is actually the one who has been supporting the orphanage until now.

Until his death, Jiang Medical Hall passed into the hands of Jiang Hao. Most of the income of the medical hall was basically invested in the orphanage to raise generations of orphan children.

"Dr. Jiang, can I ask you to come out and treat my elder brother?"

Duan Moyun looked at Jiang Hao. She came to Yulin City this time specifically to find him.

"Okay, but you need to go back to my hospital to get the medical kit. Where is Miss Duan's home?"

Jiang Hao nodded. Hearing that Duan Moyun had donated so much money to the orphanage and came all the way to invite him, he naturally wanted to help.

"In Wanshi on the upper reaches of the Huanglong River, I will send Dr. Jiang back to the medical center to get the medical kit. Let's go to my house together." Seeing Jiang Hao's agreement, Duan Moyun said happily.

Jiang Hao nodded, and immediately took out a bank card and handed it to Yan Xiaofeng: "Grandma Yan, this is the recent income of the medical clinic, take it."

"Okay, go and see a doctor for Mo Yun's mother."

Yan Xiaofeng took the bank card without asking how much money was in it, because when his grandfather was there, it was stipulated that most of the hospital's income should be invested in the expenses of the orphanage.

But Yan Xiaofeng didn't know that the amount of money Jiang Hao gave her this time was beyond her imagination...

Jiang Hao was riding in Duan Moyun's Bentley luxury car, driven by a middle-aged driver.

Yan Xiaofeng stood at the door of the orphanage, watching the Bentley leave, but then she frowned slightly and muttered: "Huntianmen, are you still unwilling to give up?"

It was already two o'clock in the afternoon when we returned to Traditional Chinese Medicine Street.

Jiang Hao went in to get the medical kit, gave instructions to Liu Zian, Ren Shuting, Guoguo and the others, and took a car with Duan Moyun straight to Wanshi in the upper reaches of the Huanglong River.

At this time, in a villa and manor, a group of people carrying medical boxes were gathering. In addition to these Chinese medicine doctors, there were naturally many Western medicine doctors wearing suits or white coats. They were all invited by Duan Yu to treat his eldest son Duan. Hongwen cures diseases.

On the second floor of the villa, in a room, an old doctor was checking the pulse of a young man on the bed. He had a handsome face and a pale, bloodless face. He was sleeping on the bed. It was Duan Moyun's eldest brother Duan Hongwen.

"Mr. Tan, what disease does my son have?"

On the other hand, Duan Yu and a beautiful woman looked anxious and asked the elderly doctor Tan Yong, the chairman of the Guan City Traditional Chinese Medicine Association.

"It's strange. This kid's pulse is very normal, and he doesn't seem to have any symptoms at all. But why does he have a splitting headache?" Tan Yongnian frowned with his gray brows, swiping his beard, and looked at Duan Hongwen on the bed, very puzzled.

Duan Yu frowned and said, "Mr. Tan, can't you even see it?"

Tan Yongnian stood up, shook his head at Duan Yu and his wife and sighed: "I'm sorry, Mr. Duan, I'm sorry that my medical skills are too shallow and I can't do anything..."

"Mom, I have a headache..."

Duan Hongwen was lying on the bed, holding his head as if someone was drilling it with an electric drill, shouting with pain on his face.

"My son, Mom will definitely find a doctor to cure your illness..."

The woman cried and kept comforting Duan Hongwen on the bed, while Duan Yu frowned tightly. Seeing his son on the bed in such pain made him heartbroken.

Two nights ago, Duan Hongwen came back from the company with a headache. At first, his family thought he had a cold due to overwork, but the next day, Duan Hongwen couldn't get out of bed, holding his head and complaining of pain.

Duan Yu immediately sent him to the hospital, but the doctor could not find any disease. Finally, he invited famous Chinese medicine doctors in Wan City. As a result, even Tan Yongnian, the current chairman of the Chinese Medicine Association, could not tell that his son was sick. Duan Yu was very confused. Duan Hongwen's illness was so sudden and strange.

"Dad, Mom, does my brother still have a headache?"

At this time, Duan Weijie walked in with a young man wearing a black robe. His eyes gave people a dark and bad feeling.

"Why did you come back?"

Duan Yu turned to look at Duan Weijie and the shady young man beside him. He couldn't help but frown slightly and asked, "Didn't I warn you not to take anyone home casually? Why don't you tell him to get out of here?"

"Dad, he is my friend, and he is also a Chinese medicine practitioner. I heard Mo Yun said that my eldest brother was sick, so he specially invited my friend from other places to see a doctor for him." Duan Weijie said hehely.

He resented his father's attitude, knowing that he only valued his eldest brother Duan Hongwen, but never himself...