Jiang Min's eyes were filled with hatred. She was supposed to be the one to steal the show tonight, but in the end... in the end, she was overshadowed by Wen Qiao again. How could she accept this
After Wen Qiao finished talking with Du Hongsheng, they went downstairs together. The socialites on the first floor looked at her enviously, but she had an indifferent expression, as if being favored by Mr. Du was not something to be proud of.
This sharp contrast made Jiang Min even more angry.
When the banquet was over, Mr. Du personally sent Wen Qiao to the door, but Jiang Min had long been forgotten by Du Hongsheng.
This high-standard treatment of Wen Qiao simply made the eyes of the socialites red, and the one who was the most envious and jealous was of course Jiang Min.
Not only that, Mr. Du personally opened the car door for Wen Qiao and sent a driver to take her home.
"I wonder when Miss Wen will be free. My wife and I will bring our son to visit her."
Wen Qiao thought for a moment and said, "I'll give you an answer tomorrow. I'll go to the Du family then, so that you don't have to go back and forth."
Du Hongsheng was very grateful to her and watched her leave.
Wen Qiao returned home and told her uncle about the situation of the young master of the Du family. "Do you remember that the Du family wanted to seek medical treatment from you before?"
Su Ce said lazily: "There are too many people who seek medical treatment from me every year. My secretary will help me screen them."
"What are the criteria for screening? Is asthma difficult to treat, so you won't take it?"
Su Ce rubbed her head: "Do you think this is my screening criteria?"
"What else could it be? I see that the Du family is very wealthy. You can't be treating patients because of the gap between the rich and the poor."
Su Ce raised his eyebrows: "Not really, it's just a matter of liking him. I have some impression of this Du Hongsheng. He is too domineering and seems to want to use money to hit me. You know, I don't like this kind of person. I am not short of money. His son has nothing to do with me, so I didn't receive him."
Wen Qiao sighed silently in his heart. Du Hongsheng was from a prominent family, rich and powerful. He thought his uncle was just an ordinary famous doctor, so he guessed that his tone was not very good.
But after today's contact, he seemed to have restrained himself a lot, and was very humble to anyone who could save his son. It was probably because he had learned his lesson after hitting a snag with his uncle, and realized that not everyone in the world can be bought with money.
"I felt sorry for the child. He was only eight or nine years old, but he was suffering from this disease. He couldn't go to school or do sports. He might get sick if he attended a party with more people. I wanted to save him."
First, she did sympathize with the child;
Secondly, she also had certain selfish motives. She wanted to collect the blood of seven people. She didn't know what the occupations of those people in the future would be, but it was never wrong to make friends widely. Who knows, the people she met today might come in handy tomorrow.
Su Ce seemed to be aware of this. Not only him, but even Fu Nanli had times when he was powerless. For example, when it came to the couple in the mountains of Hangzhou last time, no matter how big a figure you were, if they didn't want to donate blood, they just wouldn't donate. Even if you had mountains of gold and silver and had tremendous power, you couldn't impress them or threaten them.
"So you want to cure him?"
Wen Qiao nodded: "Well, uncle, can you do it?"
Su Ce raised his eyebrows: "I taught you acupuncture and Chinese medicine, don't you know how to integrate them?"
Wen Qiao's face was solemn: "I really don't know what to do, uncle, please teach me."
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(End of this chapter)