The old lady's face was startled, and then she collapsed on the sofa and was hugged by Duan Chen. She closed her eyes.

"Calm her down, nothing!" Duan Chen whispered to Ding Yi, who was going downstairs, "Don't doubt me. As soon as Feng Wu came over, I smelled the smell of Chinese medicine on his body. I knew he was on medication and his complexion wasn't due to the long hours of sunlight, so I knew he didn't go out very often. Tell me, what's going on?"

Ding Yi, who was sitting next to the old lady, skillfully rubbed her temples with both hands, looked at Duan Chen gratefully, and said, "Mr. Duan doesn't need to explain. Jin Rong once called me. If there is anyone in the world who can save my grandson, it must be Mr. Duan!"

The old lady of the Yan family is very good at bragging for him. Wasn't she afraid to say that he couldn't do it? After all, he wasn't an immortal now. He possesses immortal knowledge in the sky and imprisons the most immortal power!

Yan Zhen smiled and said to Ding Yi: "The old man already knows me, why didn't you tell us your identity earlier?"

"I didn't recognize you until I got home!" Ding Yi glared at Yan Zhen angrily and said, "Your eyes are the same as Jin Rong's. They look better. Elsewhere follow your father. They're as ugly as monkeys!"

Yan Zhen was speechless, don't you lie with your eyes wide open? The flesh on my face has grown to my chin. Have you ever seen such a fat monkey? If you were jealous of my dad, would you just say it?

Duan Chen looked at Ding Yi and said, "I can see that Feng Wu's mental state is a little abnormal. He seems to ignore what others are saying and just express what he wants to say, right?"

"He's autistic!" Ding Yi sighed and said to Duan Chen, "This is also my fault. In those days, all the guests were brought home, which caused the jealousy of the peers, who bought the traffickers, pretended to be the customers who came home to talk to me about business, and cheated Fengwu, who was only 8 years old, for two days. Thankfully I got all my friends back from the train station!"

Although after so many years, when he remembered that scene, Dingyi was still very pale and scared.

"Although the child came back, in these two days he endured a lot and endured a lot, so he became more and more isolated. He didn't dare to meet strangers, or even go out. He locked himself in his room every day. At first, he was afraid to see his father except his mother. These years are better. With his family, he was not so cautious. He also dared to play with his brother in the living room for a while!"

Ding gently tucked his wife's gray hair behind his ear, sighed and said, "Because of this, the menopause of ATS has been delayed for a long time, and it has also become depression. "His temper is getting worse and worse. It's all my fault!"

Duan Chen nodded lightly. The little boy has autism. At this age, he can only stay at home every day. He couldn't even go to school. It's sad!

Ding Yi was full of begging and eagerness, and said to Duan Chen: "Mr. Duan, I know that you are not an ordinary person. Just outside, when you saved my little grandson Feng Tong, I saw it! If Ge Rong said that you can save Fengwu, please be merciful and save my grandson! If you want money, you can give me a price. I'll give you all the money, whatever it is!"

Chen Duan had a headache, and said to Ding Yi with a wry smile: "Master Ding, let me say something." If Toyotake's arms and legs are disabled, or if he has a tumor in his brain, I can help him heal. I'm sure he'll be fine! But he's autistic. It's a mental illness, even a mental illness. Even if I'm a fairy, I can't help it. Besides, I'm not a doctor at all!"

Ding took a deep breath, looked at Duan Chen and said, "Mr. Duan, I have always believed in Ge Rong's words! Since she said that you have a way, then there must be a way."

In the artificial lake, Duan Chen was directing three big dogs to run upside down side by side. Unexpectedly, the stupidest Xiao Hei won the game, and Ding Fengwu and Ding Fengtong were lying on the grass with a smile.

Ding Yi and his wife, one word, sit at the top of the three-story building. They watched the three of them play by the lake without blinking an eye. Their tears flowed.

Yan Zhen, the king of the land who ruled Suicheng, was peeling the skin with an apron tied around his waist and garlic in his hand, and there was a live chicken in the yard, waiting for him to kill.

No way. Chen Duan's family was a guest here, and now he is a benefactor who can make his grandson laugh. He must be treated to the highest standards and stay here for dinner. This is a privilege that most people never have.

When he came here, he was a junior. It doesn't matter what your status is out there, you have to work obediently. If you want to eat, you have to work hard.

Fortunately, by noon, Dingyi's son and daughter-in-law returned with a nanny. Guests come to this house, a rare event in a hundred years. The warm hospitality made Yan Zhen finally take off his apron.

Seeing Duan Chen hugging Feng Tong, his wife led Feng Wu and Ding Yi's sons Ding Jian and Fan Wendi, and bowed respectfully to Duan Chen. Thank you to him for making his eldest son Feng Wu smile again!

"Before dinner, let me measure Mr. Duan!" Ding Yi took out the belt and smiled at Duan Chen.

Ding Jian smiled and said to Duan Chen, "In my father's eyes, there is a person standing in front of me. The size and specifications of the tailor are clear at a glance. But when he wants to measure you again, he will make you a set of clothes. No one else is suitable!"

"People like Mr. Duan are entitled to have their own exclusive uniform!" Ding said: "Ordinary people wear clothes, they think that as long as the size is right, the same clothes are worn by thousands of people, and they look good!"

"In fact, most people don't understand that there are no two leaves in the world that are exactly the same, and of course, no two clothes are exactly the same!"

"Everyone is different in their way of dressing. Even if he is tall, he will be about the same size as many people. Many will wear his clothes, but only one set is the most suitable, and no one can replace him. Fitting is not the same as fitting!"

Duan Chen originally asked Master Ding Yi to make a few more sets of clothes, but he was not polite. He asked Ding Yi to measure his body.

Feng Wu was in a good mood. He looked at Ding Yi and said, "Grandpa, I want to see you make clothes!"

There is a special editing room at home, but when Ding Yi is working, even his wife is not allowed to come in and disturb him. Only his grandson loved to stand by and watch his grandfather make clothes when he was five years old, but he had never been to his grandfather's cutting room since something had happened.

Now I hear it from my grandson. Don't mention Ding Yi. Everyone was surprised to see Feng Wu. Ding Yi's eyes were filled with tears of excitement. He took Feng Wu's hand and said, "Okay! My grandson likes to watch it." Grandpa will let you know!"

After the parents left, the old lady took Duan Chen's hand, wiped her tears, and said, "Mr. Duan, I don't know how to thank you! Otherwise I will kneel for you. I misread you before. I'm so sorry!"

Duan Chen pulled the old lady over, shook his head with a smile and said, "Auntie, no thanks." I just let Fengwu let his guard down. Whether you can let him come out or not, I'll see you later!"

"We?" The old woman and daughter-in-law both looked at Duan Chen strangely, and Fan Wendi smiled bitterly and said, "Mr. Duan, to be honest, if we really had a way, Fengwu wouldn't be like this!"