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Chapter 557 Alzheimer's Disease

"The designer's surname is Dong, and he is considered a great figure in the fashion design industry. The baby bellyband seems to be his work when he was young."

"As long as we can find this designer Dong, we should be able to follow the clues and find Miss Su's family."

When Su Mi heard this, her thoughts changed and she looked at Huo Shenxiu.

Huo Shenxiu didn't expect it to go so smoothly and was very happy.

But Han Fei continued:

"But...it's a pity..."

Huo Shenxiu frowned: "What's the pity?"

"I couldn't contact the designer Dong." Han Fei said regretfully, "I just heard that the designer Dong seemed to be in poor health. He went abroad to recuperate last year and has not returned to China. I don't know where he is.

.”

Huo Shenxiu's face darkened. This was undoubtedly because he had just gained some hope and then lost it.

"Can't we investigate further?"

Han Fei sighed: "It's already very deep. But designer Dong's parents in China have passed away, and he has no family or relatives. He has no contact with the country at all, and he has no works now. I really don't know the contact information.

"

Huo Shenxiu frowned and looked at Su Mi, fearing that she would be disappointed.

In this case, it is not impossible to find the designer, but in the vast sea of ​​people, it is undoubtedly as difficult as finding a needle in a haystack.

I'm afraid it will be difficult to find within a few years.

This is more disappointing than having no clues.

Su Mi didn't say anything, as if she was thinking about something.

He comforted in a low voice: "Don't worry, even if this clue is lost, there must be other clues. Let's check for others."

Su Mi raised her face, indicating that it was nothing, and said to the phone:

"Assistant Han, is the designer named Dong's full name Dong Minghui?"

Han Fei was surprised: "...how do you know?"

Huo Shenxiu also looked at Su Mi.

Su Mi's lips moved slightly: "I understand, Assistant Han, thank you, you go and rest first."

She stretched out her slender fingers and hung up the phone.

Huo Shenxiu looked at Su Mi and calmed down: "Do you know that designer?"

Su Mi raised her lips: "Have you forgotten that I have also been doing design in the past few years? Our designers have a special industry group, and Designer Dong is such a great god, he must be in it, although he and I didn't say anything in the group

I’ve talked, but I should be able to contact him.”

Huo Shenxiu was relieved.

There is no way out in the mountains and rivers, but there is another village with dark willows and bright flowers.

She took out her mobile phone, joined the WeChat group, and added Designer Dong's WeChat account.

After a while, WeChat was approved.

She immediately sent a message:

[Mr. Dong, hello, sorry to bother you. I am Su Mi, and I am in the same industry as you. Do you remember? 】

After sending it, I nervously waited for a response.

Huo Shenxiu went over, put his hand on her shoulder, and waited with her.

After a long time, a message came back from there:

[Ms. Su, I’m sorry, I’m not Mr. Dong, I’m his nanny.]

Su Mi was surprised and exchanged glances with Huo Shenxiu.

nanny?

Why did the nanny reply to the message on behalf of Dong Minghui?

Is Dong Minghui’s mobile phone in the nanny’s hand?

She sent a message:

[Sorry, may I ask why you replied to the message? 】

It was quiet for a while, and then a reply came: [Mr. Dong is ill, and he keeps his phone here with me, and I will help him take care of his messages.]

Su Mi and Huo Shenxiu both knew that Dong Minghui went abroad to recuperate because of illness, but they did not expect that it looked quite serious.

【Excuse me, what is Mr. Dong’s disease?】

【Alzheimer's disease.】

Su Mi took a breath: [Mr. Dong is only in his early fifties, how could he get this disease? 】

Alzheimer's disease, commonly known as Alzheimer's disease.

It usually occurs in elderly people after the age of 65.

It is more likely to occur after the age of eighty-five.

Designer Dong is still in the prime of life...how could it be?

No wonder that after he went abroad to recuperate, he never returned, had no contact with the country, and never published any works again. It turned out that he had such a serious illness.

Huo Shenxiu's face also moved slightly.

One of the most obvious symptoms of Alzheimer's disease is the tendency to forget things.

If Mr. Dong gets Alzheimer's disease, he may not remember many things.

I'm afraid it's just another empty joy.

The nanny replied: [We didn’t expect that either, hey. Does Miss Su have anything to do with Mr. Dong? 】

Su Mi sent a voice message: [I would like to ask Mr. Dong whether he designed a baby bellyband when he was young. If so, I would like to ask why the customer designed it. ]

The nanny replied regretfully: [I guess Mr. Dong also wants to help you, but according to Mr. Dong's current situation... He can't even remember what he did yesterday, so I'm afraid it will be difficult to help you. But, you guys

You can video, try it.】

[Okay, thank you!] After Su Mi said that, she asked Huo Shenxiu to send the photo of the bellyband to herself, and then sent it over.

Immediately, the nanny made a video call.

Su Mi picked up the phone and saw a thin, gentle man in his fifties appearing on the screen of his phone. He was sitting on the sofa with dull eyes. He could tell he was ill at first glance, but he was still in good spirits.

She looked at Dong Minghui and sighed: "Hello, Mr. Dong. Are you feeling well?"

Dong Minghui heard what the nanny probably said, and replied kindly: "Hello, Miss Su. It's okay. The nanny told me the reason why you came to see me."

"I'm very sorry to bother you. But do you still remember the bellyband I just sent you?"

"...I just watched it. Yes, it is indeed a work from my youth... Speaking of which, it is at least more than 20 years ago."

Huo Shenxiu's eyes flashed. It had been more than twenty years, which happened to be around the time Su Mi was born.

Su Mi breathed a sigh of relief. Fortunately, Mr. Dong still remembered this incident: "Mr. Dong, do you still remember why this bellyband was designed for the customer?"

In the video, Dong Minghui was trying hard to remember, with every muscle on his face exerting force.

Finally, he shook his head: "I don't remember."

Su Mi was very disappointed, but she heard what he seemed to think of:

"...However, I remember that this bellyband was handmade by me. At that time, I personally went to the customer's home to help measure his little baby..."

Su Mi's eyes lit up: "Then do you remember who the family is, such as their last name? Is it a local family in Jingzhou? Is the child you designed the bellyband for a boy or a girl?"

Dong Minghui hesitated for a long time, then shook his head: "I don't remember..."

After a while, his eyes shone slightly again: "But I remember... there was a big ginkgo tree in that house. It's really beautiful."

Su Mi's expression changed and she continued: "Is there anything else?"

"I don't remember."

Su Mi saw that he really only remembered this, so she didn't force him to do anything difficult: "Thank you, Mr. Dong."

"Sorry, I can only remember these at the moment... Miss Su, I can't help you."

"Anyway, what you said has been very helpful to me. Thank you, Mr. Dong, take good care of your health and be sure to take care of yourself."

"Thank you. If you have anything you want to ask, Miss Su, you can come to me at any time. I will try my best to help you."



After hanging up the video, Su Mi fell into deep thought.

Do you have a ginkgo tree at home?

Why does it sound familiar...


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