Back to the 1980s: Transmigrated as the Bigshot's Pampered Wife Chapter 145: An Exchange of Medical Skills

Gu Jiaojiao nodded but said nothing. It wasn’t that she didn’t want to tell Uncle and Aunt Song the truth, but rather that even if she did, they wouldn’t believe her.

Xia Qiuming understood instantly. ’So, the Songs don’t know that Divine Doctor Su Gu is actually Jiaojiao.’

’In that case, there’s no need for to be so polite with them.’ With this thought, Xia Qiuming began to eat with even more gusto.

He Shen Yi was already about seventy percent full. Being older, he knew the importance of maintaining his health and would only eat until he was eighty percent full, no matter how delicious the al.

"Was it Divine Doctor Su Gu who told you that Song Zijie’s heart condition could be completely cured?"

Uncle Song wanted to nod, but he retained a sliver of rationality. Just as he was trying to figure out how to phrase his response, he heard his wife speak up.

"Yes. Divine Doctor Su Gu is an acquaintance of Eldest Brother Gu. According to Zijie, Divine Doctor Su Gu is the direct heir of a famous ancient physician’s lineage.

They’re not even twenty years old yet, but their dical skills are already superb. Not only that, they’re incredibly brilliant, have read countless books, and are considered a master of modern traditional dicine—the youngest Divine Doctor alive..."

Aunt Song was simply repeating what her son usually said, adding in her own embellished version of the legendary figure she had imagined a thousand tis over, and rattled on and on.

Everyone at the table was looking at Aunt Song. Even those who knew the truth found themselves agreeing with what she was saying.

Second Brother Gu and Sheng Shiwu, who were completely in the dark, listened with dumbfounded expressions, their mouths hanging wide open.

"Wow, that Su Gu sounds incredible! And not even twenty? We should ask them to take a look at Eldest Brother Gu soti."

"Wait, wouldn’t Divine Doctor Su Gu be younger than ? Aunt Song, have you ever t them? Are they better looking than I am?"

"Alas! I haven’t t them either. My Zijie has, though. He says Divine Doctor Su Gu is as handso as Pan An, with dical skills to rival Hua Tuo’s."

"Oh my gosh! What an incredible Divine Doctor!" Second Brother Gu, Sheng Shiwu, and Mrs. Gu exclaid in unison.

Gu Jiaojiao, the real Divine Doctor Su Gu: ...

’I had no idea Song Zijie was such a good storyteller. His powers of persuasion are impressive. No wonder he can sell a ton of rice for in a single week.’

She shot Song Zijie an appreciative glance. ’This kid can be saved after all. Saving you was definitely worth it.’

Song Zijie chuckled sheepishly. He wanted to tell Gu Jiaojiao that *he* hadn’t been the one to tell his parents she was *this* amazing.

But that wouldn’t be quite right, either. So he just lowered his head and focused on his food. ’This donkey at is delicious.’

If He Shen Yi hadn’t already known that Divine Doctor Su Gu was Gu Jiaojiao, he would have started asking Aunt Song for more details himself.

And even knowing it was her, his respect for Gu Jiaojiao only grew. Jiaojiao’s maternal grandmother was from the Ye Family, who were renowned physicians in ancient tis.

The Ye Family’s dical arts were unmatched, holding an unparalleled status in the dical world.

The direct descendants of the Ye Family were said to be more gifted with each passing generation. ’No wonder Gu Jiaojiao’s dical skills are so superb.’

His He Family was also one of the Xinglin Families, with a collection of countless treasured dical texts. However, few of the family mbers truly loved the art of dicine.

This was especially true for the children of his generation. Their pri years for studying were disrupted by war, and very few of them even learned to read.

He had grandchildren both older and younger than Gu Jiaojiao, yet not a single one of them had any dical skills to speak of!

That was why he was so curious. How on earth did soone as extraordinarily talented as Gu Jiaojiao learn her dical arts?

"Do you know how Divine Doctor Su Gu plans to treat your son?"

After asking, He Shen Yi glanced at Gu Jiaojiao, hoping she might reveal just a little.

Aunt Song put on a mysterious expression. "Divine Doctor Su Gu’s skills are part of an ancient lineage. With such superb expertise, we certainly wouldn’t dare to ask sothing like that."

If Gu Jiaojiao didn’t say sothing now, it would seem like she was putting on airs. She smiled, nodded, and spoke softly.

"He Shen Yi, Shuoci and I have t Su Gu a few tis. She said that Song Zijie has had his heart condition since birth.

Corrective heart surgery before the age of three would have fixed it, but because it went untreated for so many years, his liver has sustained severe damage.

So, he needs a liver transplant, followed by a period of recovery and rehabilitation. After three years, getting married and having children won’t be an issue. If he takes good care of himself, living to be sixty won’t be a problem either."

"There’s always a higher mountain to climb. I don’t even understand what the Little Divine Doctor Su Gu is talking about!" He Shen Yi lanted.

Xia Qiuming considered this for a mont, then said, "If the liver function is abnormal, as long as a suitable donor liver can be found, he could make a full recovery or even be completely cured after a few rounds of chemotherapy."

Upon hearing this, a look of delighted surprise appeared on He Shen Yi’s face. He stood up excitedly. "Truly, the new generation surpasses the old!"

Gu Jiaojiao saw that He Shen Yi was looking at her not with jealousy, but with pure admiration. Her heart imdiately felt much more at ease.

She said, "He Shen Yi, you are an expert in traditional Chinese dicine. Combining surgery with traditional thods will make it far more effective."

Hearing this, He Shen Yi bead. "Of course, of course. In that case, I will definitely take part in the surgery."

"We would be honored," Xia Qiuming said after swallowing a mouthful of donkey at.

"Song Zijie’s heart condition wasn’t originally fatal. The problem was the lack of tily treatnt, not to ntion that dical technology wasn’t as advanced twenty years ago.

If he doesn’t get treatnt now, it will beco life-threatening. Thankfully, he t Divine Doctor Su Gu."

Xia Qiuming added with a sigh, ’If it were just , I wouldn’t be able to perform this surgery at all. I would have only recomnded conservative treatnt.’

The probability of a complete cure would have been very low, which was sothing both he and He Shen Yi had been worried about.

Now that Gu Jiaojiao said she would be the lead surgeon with him assisting, it was a learning opportunity he couldn’t have even dread of.

Seeing his wife chatting happily with the two "divine doctors," Uncle Song seized the opportunity to eat more donkey at. It was simply too delicious.

Especially after learning his son could be saved, his appetite was incredible. He wished he could hire Su’s mother to be the chef at his state-run restaurant.

Sheng Shiwu was a great lover of food. Eating the delicious donkey at at the Su family’s ho today, his previously gloomy mood was completely cured by the al.

He had wanted to say a few words of thanks to Gu Jiaojiao, but she was in the middle of an eloquent discussion with two divine doctors renowned throughout Hua Country.

Second Brother Gu had whispered that Jiaojiao was "exchanging pointers on dical arts" with them. ’It sounds so impressive.’

Sheng Shiwu couldn’t understand most of it. The only part he caught was that Song Zijie’s heart condition could be treated.

He thought of his own sister, Yueyue. She had stopped her usual crying and whining, only to start spouting nonsense at their dinner table, claiming she was invincible.

It had made their father’s face turn pale with rage, as if he were about to faint again. The tension was so thick that Sheng Shiwu didn’t even dare to reach for more food.

His mother, anwhile, had a pained expression and kept insisting it wasn’t Yueyue’s fault.

If the Li family hadn’t been trying to swindle Yueyue, why would her daughter have been provoked into hitting them?

This left Sheng Shiwu feeling utterly dejected. He desperately wanted to escape the place that was once a warm and happy ho.

But his parents had taught him from a young age never to waste food, so all he could do was quickly wolf down the rice in his bowl.

He had only intended to co to the Su family’s house to pick up the ham sausages and spicy strips he was supposed to sell the next day. He’d thought he wouldn’t have any appetite.

Who would have thought he’d end up eating two whole bowls of rice? Sheng Shiwu rubbed his full stomach and said, "Second Brother Gu, Aunt Su’s donkey at is just too good. I’ve stuffed myself again."

"Xiao Wu, my dad and Su Shuochi said they’re going to pack up so of the braised donkey at for you to take back to your parents. Do you dare tell them it’s a gift from Jiaojiao?"

"I really wouldn’t dare," Sheng Shiwu replied. Then he asked, "When you guys used to hang out with Yueyue, did you find her... annoying?"