Ding, your little fool is online

Zhao Mianfu planned to build a hospital for mentally handicapped children in the suburbs of Beijing. However, due to the lack of medical equipment and medical personnel, it has not yet opened to the public, nor has it been publicized.

However, he spent a lot of money to import a medical machine from abroad, saying that it was specially prepared for patients like Yuan Xing.

Yuan Xing, who was listening to the phone with Wang Yuyang at that time, was a little stunned. He looked at the bright blue screen, squinted his eyes, and even felt a little grateful for the face-squeezing villain in his heart.

Seeing his thoughts, Wang Jianyang stretched out his hand to grab his face, and took a moment of jealousy: "Who is better between me and him?"

Yuan Xing immediately blew rainbow farts, and was very attentive: "Of course it is, Mr. Happy! Who, no one can compare to my Mr. Happy."

Only then did Wang Yuyang continue driving with satisfaction.

After all, whether it was building a site or buying equipment, he had invested a part of the money, and Zhao Mian couldn't let that guy take all the cheap.Especially Yuan Xing here.

Starting from home, it took about an hour and a half to drive to the hospital in the suburbs of Beijing.

Because it was set up for mentally disabled children, it is not as big as Fang Qiuyue's hospital for all mental and cognitive disabilities.From the outside, it is just an ordinary four-story building, and it is not as grand as imagined.

As a result, when we walked in, there was something different inside.

You need to swipe the card to enter the glass door, and when Zhao Mianfu swipe the card to take them in, Yuan Xing found a doll of a little pigeon Goo Goo hanging on the doorknob, it was so white and beautiful.

"Huh?" Yuan Xing stretched out his hand to touch it, feeling a little familiar.

As a result, what he saw made him even more familiar.

I saw that the walls on both sides were covered with all kinds of dolls, each of which was seen by Yuan Xing, and each of which was caught by Zhao Mianfu himself.

Seeing that both of them were looking at the wall, Zhao Mianfu rubbed his index finger under his nose in embarrassment: "Hey, I don't think that all the people who come here will be children. It's better to be warmer than the cold white wall." Looks good. You guys know me too, I don’t take the usual path.”

Usually, Zhao Mianfu's character and behavior are really weird. For example, the favorite thing of the presidents of several listed companies is actually catching dolls.

But these eccentricities are particularly cute at this time.

In addition to the dolls, the walls are also painted in light pink blue and yellow to add warmth.

While watching, Yuan Xing silently plagiarized Zhao Mianfu's idea. If he opens a hospital for children in the future, he will make it so warm and beautiful.

"The first and second floors are for treatment, and the third floor is for meals and activities." Zhao Mianfu introduced to the two, "The fourth floor is for lodging, and there will be aunts who take care of the children at the back, Lao Wang. If you want to stay Xiao Yuanxing here, you can also, I don't mind."

"Don't even think about it." Wang Jianyang said firmly.

"Look at you being stingy." Zhao Mianfu said and led the two of them to a room on the second floor.

Turn on the light, and there is a white instrument in the center of the room.

Zhao Mianfu probably also put some cute decorations on the instrument to create an atmosphere.

"Ms. Zhou hasn't come yet." Zhao Mianfu looked down at his watch, "It should be fine after a while."

Ms. Zhou's full name is Zhou Lei. She is the wife of Wang Jianyang's old classmate. She is a leading brain doctor in China. She has many cases of successful recovery of mentally disabled patients.

Yuan Xing stared at the machine for a while, and understood that it was for his own medical treatment, but he still asked Wang Yuyang: "Mr. Happy, is this for my head?"

Wang Yuyang stretched out his hand to touch his head, and was about to speak, but was snatched away by Zhao Mianfu: "Of course, as long as you use this machine, you will be able to recover, and then you can have a sweet talk with your happy Mr. Falling in love~ You can still kiss and hug and hold high, you can kiss wherever you want~"

Hearing the three words "falling in love", Wang Jianyang punched Zhao Mianfu first.

He gritted out the words between his teeth: "You are the one who talks a lot."

Yuan Xing didn't feel much about Zhao Mianfu's words at first, but when he heard the phrase "Kiss wherever you want", his cheeks still turned slightly red.

At present, the kisses he begged from Wang Yuyang were all on the forehead, cheeks and eyes.There was only one accidental kiss to the corner of the lips. Although the stay was not long, Yuan Xing always felt that the kiss was a bit strange, which gave him a little taste.

If only I could kiss my mouth when I wanted to, and kiss my mouth all the time.

Yuan Xing thought about it while smashing his mouth in satisfaction.

He looked at Zhao Mianfu, who was bending over to hug his stomach, and asked, "Then how do I use this?"

Zhao Mianfu, who had a bad stomach, smiled in pain: "It's very simple, just hit it with your head..."

Wang Jianyang's ruthless iron fist hammered down.

Zhao Mianfu, death, the cause of death, tried to teach Xiao Xingxing to be bad.

Yuan Xing also didn't take Zhao Mianfu's words seriously, he just took a few more glances at the machine that Zhao Mianfu posted so gaudyly.

After a while, Zhou Lei came.

Compared with Zhao Mianfu, who is not serious, Zhou Lei is quite professional as a professional.

After a brief greeting, Zhou Lei sent Zhao Mianfu and Wang Yuyang out, leaving Yuanxing alone.

Zhou Lei smiled at him: "It's Yuan Xing, right?"

"Yeah." Yuan Xing, who was sitting on the small bench, grabbed the clothes on his trousers a little cautiously, and looked towards the door.

"Don't be nervous." Zhou Lei took out a pen and a notebook, "I'm just asking you some simple questions."

Zhou Lei asked Yuan Xing the same questions as Fang Qiuyue asked him, but she was a professional clinician after all, and she asked more questions about Yuan Xing's condition.

The two asked one by one and answered one by one. Yuan Xing answered carefully, while Zhou Lei wrote down all the answers in the notebook.

"Okay." Zhou Lei closed the notebook, got up, and turned on the machine that Zhao Mianfu bought with ease, "Yuanxing, you come here, let's do a check."

The machine buzzed, Yuan Xing took something, stood at the place Zhou Lei designated, and turned left and right according to her instructions.

During the inspection, Zhou Lei began to ask him some irrelevant questions.

"How did you and Mr. Wang...Mr. Kaixin know each other?" Zhou Lei asked gossipingly.

Hearing this question, Yuan Xing also relaxed a little: "I met at the hot pot restaurant all year round, almost a year ago."

"That's it." Zhou Lei stared at the screen of the machine with her glasses on, "Before I came, I heard from Mr. Zhao that you stuttered when you spoke, but now I see that you are fine when you speak. Come and turn left one time."

"Yeah." Yuan Xing turned left according to the words, "I was at home before, and I practiced speaking. Try not to stutter."

Afterwards, Zhou Lei asked Yuan Xing a lot about his life and what happened before he had a fever.

"Okay." Zhou Lei took a few X-rays from the side, "Take off the things on your head and chest and neck, we're done checking."

"Thank you sister." Yuan Xing said.

Several X-rays were of Yuanxing's brain, and on the black paper were printed a dozen or so images that Yuanxing couldn't understand.

He took a few glances and asked Zhou Lei, "Sister Zhou, is this my head?"

Zhou Lei ticked a few ticks on it with a red pen, and nodded: "Yes, Yuan Xing, please help me call in the two people outside the door, can you just stay outside for a while?"

As soon as he went out, Wang Yuyang immediately reached out and touched Yuan Xing's head, and asked with concern, "Are you all right? Is there any discomfort?"

Zhao Mianfu pouted from the side: "My machine is imported from abroad."

Yuan Xing shook his head: "It's okay, Mr. Happy, sister Zhou asked you to go inside."

Yuan Xing, who was locked outside the door, put his ear on the door, trying to hear the conversation inside, but the sound insulation of the door that Zhao Mian had installed was really good, and Yuan Xing could only hear a little sound.

Inside the room, before Zhou Lei could speak, Wang Yuyang asked first, "Doctor Zhou, how is Yuan Xing's situation? Is there a high chance of recovery?"

Zhou Lei didn't respond, but instead showed the X-rays to Wang Yuyang: "Look at this first, the place I ticked."

Although he had never studied medicine, Wang Yuyang saw the difference between these pictures and others at a glance. He pointed to the white light and shadow above and asked, "What is this?"

That group of light and shadow can only be seen on the selected pictures, not on the rest of the pictures.

Zhou Lei thought for a while: "This is a very strange thing in his mind."

Wang Qianyang suddenly became nervous: "Is it congestion or a tumor?"

"No." Zhou Lei shook her head, pointed at the white light and shadow on the picture, "Look at this place."

These photos are from the perspective of Yuan Xing's head, which shows that the white light and shadow has been growing in the back of his head.And it can be seen from the picture that the range of light and shadow activities is limited, and there is a very obvious diaphragm between it and the brain.

Zhou Lei reached out and tapped the diaphragm: "Yuan Xing, he is considered to be in good condition among most of the patients I have seen. I just asked him a lot of questions and found a very wonderful thing, you should know , Most mentally handicapped patients don't have a concept of 'I'm stupid', and they can't remember what happened before they were stupid."

"Even for those patients who can take care of themselves as well as Yuanxing, their consciousness and thinking are not as clear as Yuanxing."

Wang Jianyang frowned and looked at those X-rays, and asked, "What do you mean?"

Zhou Lei pointed to the diaphragm on the X-ray: "You can understand it this way, Yuan Xing's current state is like being imprisoned by something, which sealed up his memories and consciousness, which led to his It’s always been like this.”

"Generally speaking, intellectual disability caused by fever is irreversible, but after my inspection, I found that Yuan Xing's condition was not all caused by fever, and probably part of it was his consciousness that actively escaped and sealed up. You can understand it as , He hid those things in this light and shadow."

Zhou Lei continued: "I can answer your first question now, Yuan Xing has a chance to recover, and there is a very high chance."

When Zhao Mianfu heard this, he got up immediately, emotionally: "Then what are you waiting for, hurry up and arrange for Yuan Xing."

"Mr. Zhao, don't get excited, just listen to me first." Zhou Lei waved her hand to signal him to sit down, "The few cases I succeeded, the patients all underwent surgery without exception."

"This kind of surgery generally requires a craniotomy, which is risky and has an extremely low success rate, because the conditions of the patients are different, and there are no reference cases."

Zhou Lei frowned and said seriously.

As Zhou Lei said, she shifted her gaze to Wang Yuyang: "It can be seen from the X-ray film that the light and shadow are actually colliding with the diaphragm all the time, and you can clearly see a trend of collision. This shows that Yuan Xing has The self-healing ability is just a matter of time, and no one can guarantee whether this time will be ten years, 20 years, or even 30 years."

"Surgery is the most one-and-done method at present, but it depends on Mr. Wang whether you want to do it or not."

After Wang Yuyang heard this, he bowed his head and remained silent, struggling between two choices in his heart.

I don’t know how long it will take to wait for Yuanxing to recover by himself. Maybe Yuanxing will become a grandfather by then. How will his wish to be a teacher and open a hospital come true.

But if you have an operation, you will face a great risk. If something goes wrong... Wang Yuyang must be the most unacceptable one. If an accident happens, he doesn't want to live anymore.

He is the one who loves Yuan Xing the most, and he wants him to recover and realize his life goals as soon as possible, but he is also afraid that something will happen to him...

Zhou Lei could see his entanglement: "It's not that you are asked to answer now, even if you think about it for a year or two, there is no problem."

Wang Jianyang remained silent.

With a sound of "啪——", the door was pushed open, and Yuan Xing made a choice for Wang Yuyang and himself: "Sister Zhou, I, I am willing to have an operation."

The author has something to say: Intellectual disability caused by fever cannot be cured. I checked this on Baidu.

Since the facts are irreversible, Yuan Xing must recover again. I am not a medical student, so I can only be blind. I made up all the machines, light and shadows, diaphragms, confinement, and collisions. There is no such thing at all, they are all made up.

I’ll just write it down and you guys can read it. If you think it’s too ridiculous and embarrassing, you don’t need to read on. There will be more nonsense in the treatment later, but it will definitely not involve unnatural elements._(:з」 ∠)_Everyone just needs to know that Yuanxing will definitely recover.