Chapter 850 The Miracle Doctor Qin

But it was too fast. Jiang Wanwan tried to catch it but couldn't even touch its tail. She felt a little confused.

"Dong family... have you offended anyone from the Dong family?" Cheng Wenyuan punched the bed. "Dong Hejue, that old bastard, dared to touch you, son, I will tell your grandfather about your situation, and dad will not let them go."

"Don't give up on yourself. I'm going to see a doctor right now. There must still be hope."

Even if there is a last glimmer of hope, Cheng Wenyuan will not give up.

Cheng Wenyuan placed his hand on the thin and exposed back of Cheng Hanzhang's hand. It seemed like it had been a long time... since he had touched his son's hand.

Cheng Wenyuan looked at Xiao Nuonuo with red eyes and said, "The child looks like you, but also not like you. When you were a child, you were fatter than him. When you were four or five years old, you still had a pot belly. Your mother asked you to eat less and hold your belly in, but you were not happy."

"After Lingxue was born, your mother passed away. From that year on, you didn't eat much and didn't like to laugh. By the time you were in junior high school, you seemed like a different child."

"It's Dad's fault that he's incapable. He doesn't have your uncle's great skills. You and Ling Xue have been laughed at by Shi Guan and Sile since you were young. I remember one year, I was out for a social event and you wrote to me, saying, "Dad, please come back for the New Year. I've grown up and I'll be your support in the future."

Cheng Wenyuan covered his face in pain: "From then on, you joined the army and overshadowed the glory of the first house."

"With you here, I don't have to go to social events anymore, and I don't have to look at your uncle's cold eyes... Ling Xue can wear her favorite skirt and read any extracurricular books she wants. Son... In this life, Dad owes you too much, please don't leave..."

"Please."

Talking about his childhood, Cheng Hanzhang still had some memories. He couldn't help but laugh: "Don't cry, you look more manly."

"It doesn't matter if I die. Xingjiang and I are as close as brothers. He will adopt Nuonuo in the future. You can take him in as your godson. With him around, I can die with peace of mind."

After joining the army, he has experienced a lot and is no longer the same person he was when he was little.

Thinking about it now, they were quite happy at that time. He and Ling Xue would be happy for a month because of the disgusting biscuits that Cheng Wenyuan brought back from afar, and they would also show off the weird wooden toys that Cheng Wenyuan carved.

Cheng Shiguan has been playing with mechanical model toys brought back from abroad since he was a child. He has never been envious of his parents' love for everyone.

Even if it's just a wooden toy.

Cheng Wenyuan shook his head after hearing this. What he didn't say was that others are always others, how can they replace his son.

Outside the door, Cheng Lingxue, who had woken up at some point, slowly slid down the wall. She covered her mouth and dared not make a sound. She squatted on the ground and cried until she almost fainted.

Cheng Hanzhang was not feeling well and wanted to rest after waking up for a while.

Jiang Wanwan held Xiao Nuonuo, Shen Xingjiang helped Cheng Wenyuan out, and they walked slowly outside, and Shen Xingjiang closed the door.

Jiang Wanwan felt distressed when she saw Cheng Lingxue's eyes were swollen like walnuts from crying. "We will send you to the family compound assigned by Captain Cheng, and then take you to eat something. He definitely doesn't want to see you in pain."

Cheng Lingxue has always been strong. She stood up and helped Shen Xingjiang share some of the luggage. She said with a heavy nasal voice: "Thank you, Wanwan...sister."

In the past, when Jiang Wanwan saw her, she would call her aunt.

She just heard Jiang Wanwan's husband call her eldest brother "brother", so she naturally couldn't call him that according to Cheng Shiguan's way of addressing him.

It was raining outside, and the rain was as dense as fog, covering every corner of the military area. The colors of the leaves and flowers were deepened by the rain.

The dirt road was muddy and difficult to walk on, so a military vehicle was called to take them to the family compound.

Cheng Hanzhang's family compound is not far from Shen Xingjiang, and the layout is similar, with a courtyard and a small garden with two rows of houses.

The difference is that Jiang Wanwan has made her yard full of vitality, while Cheng Hanzhang's yard has nothing planted, with only the house standing alone in the yard.

Fortunately, it is summer and the house can be lived in even without heating it up in advance.

The room was a little damp, so Shen Xingjiang moved the luggage in and put it on the kang, then opened the window for ventilation.

Xiao Nuonuo was woken up. Jiang Wanwan changed his diaper and held him on the ground to coax him. Xiao Nuonuo was a little hungry and smacked his pink little mouth.

Without saying a word, Shen Xingjiang took his umbrella and went to the front yard to pump water from the well. He brought a full tank of water, boiled it, and prepared milk powder for Xiao Nuonuo.

The child is undoubtedly pitiful. Neither his parents can take care of him, but his life is no worse than any other child.

Cheng Wenyuan and Cheng Lingxue were unable to help. Little Nuonuo burped after eating and fell asleep on the kang. Cheng Wenyuan felt embarrassed to go over to look at the child.

"Han Zhang and Xiao Nuonuo, you have worked so hard. Does the child have a name?"

Shen Xingjiang brought a stool and sat down with Jiang Wanwan, and naturally took Jiang Wanwan's hand to help her rub her arm: "Call Cheng Qianfan."

Cheng Lingxue didn't dare to look at Xiao Nuonuo, as she would miss her loved one when she saw her.

She sat on the kang, tears streaming down her face uncontrollably: "Is there really no way? My brother is only in his twenties, he's still so young, and he has such a bright future."

Jiang Wanwan shook her head: "No, unless..."

Cheng Lingxue looked over hopefully: "Unless what?"

Jiang Wanwan frowned and recalled, "When I was young, I went traveling with my father and met a young sister. She used acupuncture to save people with palpitations and heart arrest. I remember her family lived in Suzhou and Nanjing. Her surname was... Qin... During the conversation between her and my father, I heard that her ancestors were doctors and had hundreds of prescriptions and unique acupuncture methods... I think it was called..."

Jiang Wanwan and Jiang Beiwang came to Inner Mongolia when they were five years old, and went to Suzhou and Hangzhou the following year when they were six.

She was too young to remember much.

The people in the room didn't dare to breathe, and Shen Xingjiang stopped what he was doing, fearing that if he moved a little, he would scare away Jiang Wanwan's memories.

Jiang Wanwan tried hard to recall the snowman ice cream her elder sister gave her that day and what happened that day. After more than ten minutes, sweat broke out on her forehead and she finally remembered.

"It's called Wutong Needle!"

"She is the most amazing doctor I have ever met. She said she would go to Hong Kong with my father. It is like looking for a needle in a haystack to find her. Moreover, we are restricted here and cannot go wherever we want."

For people today, finding someone in Hong Kong is like searching for sand in the ocean.

Shen Xingjiang: "I think we don't need to go to Hong Kong, we can go to Suzhou and Nanjing to ask. With such superb medical skills, there must be people who know them. If we find someone familiar and follow the clues, we may be able to find the location of the descendants of the Qin family."

Seeing hope in the quagmire, Cheng Wenyuan could no longer sit still: "Find me a car, I'll buy a ticket and go there now."

Cheng Lingxue: "I'll go with you."

Jiang Wanwan thought quickly: "We can look for it in the Qinhuai River area first."

"Is there anything to say?" Cheng Wenyuan thought Jiang Wanwan was remembering something again.

Jiang Wanwan shook her head slowly: "I'm not sure either. Xiao Nuonuo's mother is from Suzhou, and her home is near the Qinhuai River."