After hearing what the medical counselor said, Huo Beichuan's eyes darkened, he held Mingyue's hand with his backhand, and he opened his long legs majestically.

The five words "Professor Tu Yansong" on the antique solid wood door of the luxurious clinic were shining with golden light. The guiding lady gracefully crossed Huo Beichuan and Mingyue and knocked on the door softly.

"Come in!" A manly voice came out from inside.

When the door was opened, Huo Beichuan raised his eyes and led Mingyue into the consulting room. Qiao Zhiguo, who was sitting on the antique Taishi chair, saw him and immediately stood up, his face obviously flustered.

He quickly said hello, "Beichuan, why are you here?"

Huo Beichuan put his arms around Mingyue's shoulders and helped her sit down. He sat down next to him, crossed his legs, and stared at Qiao Zhiguo, "I accompanied my wife to the doctor. I heard from my aunt that Dr. Tu is very good. Where is my uncle? What's the matter? Are you free to come and sit in the clinic of a famous obstetrician and gynecologist?"

These words stunned Qiao Zhiguo for a moment, but an old fox is an old fox after all. He immediately smiled calmly and said, "Oh, I'm also here to prescribe some medicine for Yunxia. Women also need to take good care of themselves during menopause. My nephew-in-law is eating you. Does the medicine my aunt sent me before feel effective?"

"Yes, uncle, I thought it was quite good, so I asked my aunt to ask you the address of Dr. Tu's clinic. I didn't expect you to come too!" Mingyue took over the conversation naturally and smiled playfully, "Uncle to aunt That’s great! Beichuan should learn from my uncle!”

Mingyue's few jokes immediately made Qiao Zhiguo sit down relaxedly.

Huo Beichuan pursed his lips with a smile on his lips. He glanced at Qiao Zhiguo and looked at Mingyue, "Well, that's why I went to see the doctor with you today. Don't say in the future that I'm not as good as my uncle!"

Mingyue smiled and looked at Tu Yansong, who had been unable to speak. "Hello, Professor Tu, please show me. I have never been able to get pregnant."

Although Tu Yansong was not in the business world, his contacts were with powerful people. From Qiao Zhiguo's words and attitude, he had already guessed the identities of Huo Beichuan and Mingyue.

He was always a person who followed people's opinions, but now Mingyue took the initiative to greet him, and he stood up excitedly. As soon as his butt left the chair, he suddenly felt that this was belittling his status as a famous doctor, so he immediately sat down, "Mrs. Huo, please move, I need to check my pulse!"

"Well, okay!" Mingyue stood up and sat on the side of the desk, opened her cuffs, and put her wrist on the pulse checker.

Tu Yansong lowered his head and felt his pulse carefully, then politely withdrew his hand and asked, "How long have Mrs. Huo and Mr. Huo been married?"

"One year, six months and ten days!"

Mingyue remembered it clearly, and her answer made Huo Beichuan behind her feel warm in his heart. She actually remembered every day she spent with him!

"How is the quality of life between you and Mr. Huo as a couple?"

As a doctor, it was natural for Tu Yansong to ask this question, but Mingyue blushed instantly. After all, there were two grown men behind her, especially one of them was the mother-in-law.

She was really embarrassed to answer this question.

Huo Beichuan understood, stood up and walked to Mingyue, putting his hand on her shoulder. From the corner of his eye, he saw Qiao Zhiguo touching his nose and hiding behind the screen.

"Our married life is very harmonious." Huo Beichuan replied calmly.

Tu Yansong nodded and asked, "How often do you and your wife live together as a couple? Have you ever taken any contraceptive measures?"

Mingyue's head was almost buried in her belly. Huo Beichuan stayed with her every day except during her menstrual period, not to mention at night. Even during the day, he would catch her whenever he had time. How can I say this?

Seeing Mingyue's expression, Tu Yansong stopped asking, nodded, and said to himself: "I can guarantee that three times a week is normal. Anything less will be inconvenient for pregnancy preparation."

Unexpectedly, Huo Beichuan replied calmly, "My wife and I have a very good relationship, which happens quite frequently. We have never taken any contraceptive measures."

Tu Songyan continued to nod and asked, "How often? About how many times a week?" He was afraid that Huo Beichuan would not be happy to ask such a detailed question, so he immediately explained, "Oh, Mr. Huo, this is mainly because I want to understand the reason why the wife failed to conceive. .”

"I haven't counted, probably about thirty times, every week."

Huo Beichuan's understatement made Qiao Zhiguo behind the screen cough.

Tu Yansong also nodded and adjusted the frames of his glasses, but after all, he was an expert in obstetrics and gynecology, so he probably met many such energetic people, so he was not so surprised.

He just nodded and asked Mingyue, "Does Mrs. Huo have normal menstruation? Do you take any other medicines?"

Mingyue nodded and told the truth, "It was not normal before, but then it became much normal after taking the Chinese medicine prescribed by my aunt from you."

Aunt, she just called Qiao Zhiguo uncle, which means that those medicines were prescribed for her.

Tu Yansong immediately sorted out the cause and effect. Hearing the richest man's wife praise his medicine for its effectiveness, his face glowed with joy, "Oh, good, it turns out that Mr. Qiao prescribed the medicine to Mrs. Huo last time!"

Huo Beichuan calmly turned his head to look behind the screen and said in a calm tone, "Uncle, I only found out after hearing what Yue'er said. I asked uncle to worry about it."

Judging from Tu Yansong's reaction, the problem with the medicine should have nothing to do with him. Unless his acting skills are too good, it can't be so natural.

Hearing this, Qiao Zhiguo came out from behind the screen with a very unnatural look on his face and forced a fake smile, "Beichuan is too polite. I also want you and your niece to have a child as soon as possible. Your aunt is busy taking care of her grandson every day, so I will do it for you." . Dr. Tu’s medical skills are very high, and your cousin’s wife also took his medicine and had a baby soon!”

"Then please ask Dr. Tu to prescribe some more medicine for my wife. I will take my wife out first and wait for you."

Huo Beichuan took Mingyue's hand and turned around to go out and sit in the VIP lounge.

Mingyue didn't understand and asked in a low voice, "Beichuan, why do we come out? Shouldn't we keep an eye on him to get medicine? What if they do something again?"

Huo Beichuan lowered his head and kissed Mingyue's forehead, and explained softly, "We just have to wait for them to do anything else. Otherwise, how will we seize the evidence? Now we still need to determine who changed the medicine."

"I don't think it's like Dr. Tu. He wasn't nervous at all when he heard me say his medicine was very effective. Instead, he was very proud!" Mingyue covered her mouth and analyzed.

"Yes, Not Bad!"

Huo Beichuan patted her head and praised her lovingly, "My little girl Bingxue is smart, it is true! You will deliberately find an opportunity to let Yao pass into Qiao Zhiguo's hands!"

Mingyue nodded, picked up the expensive tea cup and took a sip of tea. She was amazed. Putting the teacup on the tip of Huo Beichuan's nose, "Smell it, it's such a fragrant tea! It seems like you have a lot of respect, because others give us such high-end tea!"

Huo Beichuan sniffed it gently and nodded exaggeratedly, "Yeah! It does smell good, but it's just that my wife is too proud. If she wasn't my wife, I wouldn't come to a place like this, right?"

The two were joking when the door to the lounge was pushed open. Qiao Zhiguo came in first, followed closely by Tu Yansong with a large bag of Chinese medicine in his hand. There was a respectful smile on his face.

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