Jiang Hanyan asked Doudou to perform puppetry, wanting to see how good he was. The little guy was a little embarrassed, fearing that he would be embarrassed if he performed too badly.

"There's no outsider here, hurry up."

Jiang Hanyan patted him lightly on the head. She was also practicing puppetry, but she was still unfamiliar with it after practicing for a long time. She wanted to see the Ji family's puppetry, perhaps it would give her some inspiration.

Doudou took out a small paper figure, placed it on the coffee table, and muttered a few words. The small paper figure moved, and like a shadow play, it bowed and saluted to Jiang Hanyan and Lu Chen, which was very lifelike.

"Xiao Ming, do exercises, one, two, three, four, two, two, three, four...!"

Doudou recited the rhythm, and the little paper man did the exercises in a very correct manner, more standardly than a real person. Under Doudou's instructions, it picked a grape from the fruit plate and respectfully presented it to Jiang Hanyan.

"Its name is Xiao Ming?"

After Jiang Hanyan ate the grapes, she called a halt. Doudou was sweating profusely. It was very difficult to drive the puppet technique. It was amazing that the little guy could do it to this level.

Although she was a little embarrassed, she had to admit that Doudou's talent in puppetry was much higher than hers.

"Yes, his name is Xiao Ming, her name is Xiao Hong, her name is Ling Ling, and his name is Xiao Hua..."

Doudou happily took out all the little paper figures, gave each one a name, and showed them to them one by one.

"You...what did Uncle Ji say?"

Jiang Hanyan swallowed the word "Dad" and asked about Ji Hongchang.

"He said I was better than him and wanted to teach me all the puppetry skills of the Ji family. He asked me not to tell anyone else." Doudou answered truthfully and no longer dared to hide it.

Aunt Jiang and Uncle Lu are not outsiders, so it doesn't matter if they tell them.

"Why doesn't your Uncle Ji want to come out?"

Jiang Hanyan couldn't understand why Ji Hongchang was shrinking since he was fine?

"He is in poor health. He wakes up very rarely every day and spends the rest of the time sleeping."

Doudou talked about some excerpts of his time with Ji Hongchang. Ji Hongchang was sleeping most of the time, and even when he was awake he was very weak and his face was very pale.

"Next time you see your Uncle Ji, don't tell him that we know you're learning puppetry." Jiang Hanyan warned.

Doudou nodded and agreed.

The next day, Ji Wenchang came with a valuable gift and apologized as soon as he entered the room. His attitude was very humble. If outsiders saw that the arrogant young master of the Ji family was so humble to others, they would definitely be shocked.

"What happened to your eldest brother? Even if he is not in good health, he can't hide away like a turtle, right? The head of the family has no sense of responsibility at all."

Jiang Hanyan was not polite at all, she really looked down on Ji Hongchang.

"I don't know either. My eldest brother was not like this before. Now he doesn't even want to see me. He even asked Doudou to tell me to manage the Ji family first. He didn't say anything else."

Ji Wenchang was actually very depressed, the Ji family was such a big business, and he had only taken over for a few months but he already had dark circles under his eyes. He now hoped that his elder brother would come out soon, or Doudou would grow up quickly, so that he could be a hands-off boss.

Jiang Hanyan curled her lips. She felt that Ji Hongchang was just being lazy. Maybe his health was not very good, but he was a little lazy. Anyway, Ji Wenchang managed him well, and he was happy to be a leisurely manager.

School started soon, and the busy and fulfilling study life resumed. In the blink of an eye, it was late September. The weather had become much cooler, and Jiang Hanyan was also much busier. The elderly in the community all came to her for medical treatment, and even people from the nearby alleys came to visit her. Every day when she came home from school, the corridor was crowded with people.

This is also the result of Aunt Wang's publicity for her. Uncle Lu has been taking the medicine she prescribed. He went to the hospital for a check-up a while ago and found that the lesion has shrunk a lot. Even the doctor couldn't believe it and called it a miracle.

The old couple, Aunt Wang and Uncle Lu, promoted Jiang Hanyan as a miracle doctor in the community every day, and showed the films Uncle Lu had taken before and after everywhere. As a result, a lot of people came to see them.

Jiang Hanyan was too busy and could only see three patients a day at most, so Aunt Wang volunteered to make arrangements for her. Those with serious conditions were seen first, and those with less serious conditions were put in the back. Her arrangements were well organized and everyone was very impressed.

There were three patients again today. Jiang Hanyan saw them first. One of them was an old lady with bad waist and legs. She could not even walk. When she was young, she worked too hard and did not pay much attention to maintenance. Jiang Hanyan prescribed a conditioning prescription, both for external and internal use. She only charged fifty yuan for the consultation and was not responsible for prescribing medicine.

The other was a woman in her early thirties who was suffering from infertility. After Jiang Hanyan took her pulse, she asked her to take her husband to the hospital for a check-up.

"There's nothing wrong with your body. Take your husband to the hospital for a check-up. If your husband is fine too, come to me again." Jiang Hanyan said.

"Doctor Jiang, my husband is in good health. He has been checked before."

The woman's tone was very affirmative. She was accompanied by her mother, and the old lady also said that her son-in-law was in good health.

"How about this, bring your husband here next time and I'll show him to you."

There is no mistake in the poem, post, content, and read the book on 6, 9, and bar!

It's not that Jiang Hanyan doesn't trust hospitals, but she doesn't trust human hearts. Some men can't have children themselves, but want to save face, so they deliberately go to the hospital to get a fake check-up order to prove that there is nothing wrong with their body, and then brainwash their healthy wives, making them feel guilty and serve them wholeheartedly.

There are many such cases, and when she looked at the woman's face, she found that the Palace of Children was dark, which meant she would indeed be childless. However, facial features are not static, so there must be a way. She had to see the woman's husband to be sure.

The woman and her mother left, saying they would bring their husbands with them.

The third patient was a well-dressed woman with a little boy, in her thirties or forties, dressed in a business suit, neatly dressed, and clearly a workplace elite. Aunt Wang whispered in Jiang Hanyan's ear, "She was a classmate at Tianjie University, and they had a good relationship."

The meaning was to ask her to take care of something. Jiang Hanyan smiled and said she understood.

"Doctor Jiang, my son has been having a low-grade fever and coughing. He has been to many hospitals but none of them have been able to cure him. His feet are even swollen."

Tan Yushan's eyes were bloodshot, and her delicate makeup could not hide her haggardness. The little boy in her arms was about three or four years old. He lay weakly in his mother's arms, his face was pale, his eyes could not be opened, he was skinny, and his head looked particularly big.

"Don't worry, let me take a look."

Jiang Hanyan noticed the mother and son early in the morning, just because the little boy had resentment. Such a young child should be pure and innocent, where did this resentment come from? This is also the reason why the little boy's long-term illness could not be cured.

Resentment is also a kind of evil spirit. If you have resentment in your body, your body will naturally not be healthy.

Jiang Hanyan took the boy's pulse and found him very weak. Fortunately, no serious disease had occurred. If the resentment in his body was eliminated and he was properly taken care of, the child would get better.

"How long have you been ill?"

"My child has had a low-grade fever intermittently for a month, but he started to get sick last year. Whenever a kid in the kindergarten catches a cold, my child will definitely get it. Other children with a cold can take some medicine and be fine in two or three days, but my child will definitely have a high fever and then pneumonia, and will have to be hospitalized for an IV drip for at least ten days to half a month. Not to mention the money I've spent, I just feel sorry for my child. There's not a single piece of healthy flesh from head to toe."

Tan Yushan started crying as she spoke. She risked her life to give birth to her son at an advanced age. The whole family treated him like the apple of their eye. She even treated her son as her life. She would rather suffer a hundred times more of these illnesses than let her son get sick.