"I, I don't want to take it." Liu Qinglin said: "Sister, I'm fine, why do you need medicine? I'm not a child anymore!"

Liu Xiyue said: "Okay, okay, you are no longer a child, don't eat or not."

Liu Qinglin was very happy and pushed the plastic cup in front of her, pressed it upside down on the table, and said, "Sister, you see, this is Bomb Superman."

Liu Xiyue looked back at Song Baojun and looked very embarrassed.

Song Baojun reached out to touch Liu Xiyue's head and comforted him: "Sister Xi, please help me get better, don't worry."

Unexpectedly, Liu Qinglin pushed open the plastic cup and stared at Song Baojun and asked, "Sister, who is he?" His tone was full of jealousy. Almost any young man who was deeply favored by his sister would show this kind of behavior when he saw a strange man beside his sister for the first time.

"Young man, don't be excited, I am your brother-in-law." Song Baojun tried to calm the other party down, and the two of them had their eyes slammed into one place.

I saw that Liu Qinglin's eyes were clear and transparent, and he was curious and a little unhappy. At first glance, it looked no different from a four or five-year-old child.

The long eyelashes and beautiful almond eyes were exactly the same as Liu Xiyue. If he had not become a mentally retarded teenager due to brain damage, he would not have known that he should have liked more girls.

Song Baojun only said that he had read it wrong at first sight, and looked at Liu Qinglin again, and found that there was a hint of sadness in his pitiful eyes!

This is not a look that a mentally retarded boy can show. It gives people a very strange feeling, even weird.

As the saying goes, the eyes are the windows of the soul. Song Baojun’s ability to pass on it from his philosophical personality is also accustomed to observing the other person’s eyes as soon as possible, so as to have a preliminary and intuitive feeling of his thoughts and emotions.

The eyes have always been the most important organ for humans to obtain information. On the contrary, human thinking will also be revealed to the outside through the eyes.

The emotion of "sadness" usually comes from setbacks and failures in experience and irresistible fate. Liu Qinglin's IQ is only equivalent to a child of four or five years old. Logically speaking, he has not learned to be sad yet because he has not had the opportunity to understand the rich knowledge of the outside world.

However, the meaning conveyed by the eyes was full of negativeness, which made Song Baojun doubt his judgment.

Before he could take a closer look, Liu Qinglin laughed foolishly: "What is brother-in-law? Can you eat it?"

"Eat and eat, and always think about eating!" Liu Xiyue pinched her brother's face with complaint and said, "Brother-in-law is my sister's boyfriend, so I can't eat it. Can you let my brother-in-law take you to play?"

"Oh!" Liu Qinglin nodded in a vague way, leaned over and grabbed Song Baojun's hand and asked, "Are you brother-in-law?"

If Liu Qinglin was only a boy of four or five years old, then this action would make people feel very cute, but he was already a big boy of twenty years old, which made Song Baojun extremely awkward.

He wanted to pull his hand back from Liu Qinglin's arms and hug him, which was so embarrassing. But Liu Qinglin grabbed his hand hard but refused to let go.

Liu Xiyue giggled and said, "Ajun, it seems that my brother still likes you very much. He was not willing to contact others in the past."

"Oh, hehe." Song Baojun could only smile bitterly, and was about to get out of it when he suddenly felt something was wrong.

From the moment the two sides touched each other's skin, the sadness became more and more obvious, which was very indescribable, just like a person who had been drowned in the water for many years had long lost all hope and suddenly grabbed the life-saving straw.

How should I say this feeling?

Song Baojun secretly gritted his teeth and took the risk to use his power to observe the other party. The power cannot be used casually. The philosophical personality once warned that we should keep the space for building imaginary numbers to promote the growth and integration of personality.

But the other party's strange performance aroused his curiosity, but he didn't care.

This Liu Qinglin may have an incomplete pituitary gland development, only as tall as Song Baojun, but his appearance is handsome and can be called a beautiful boy.

He is neither fat nor thin, and has a balanced nutrition, but his mental state is not as good as he looks.

Especially the pair of eyes, the message inside the cute and stupid one is very complicated. The facial expression with eyes as the core is usually a specific expression of a person's emotions. Liu Qinglin stuck out his tongue and grimaced at him, looked around, and now he was smiling, and then he was moving his throat and was anxious to find water to drink, which made him look like an ADHD child.

Song Baojun found it difficult to understand for a while and forced his ability to increase to 100%.

Holding his wrist with both hands and looking at him with both eyes, the scene was similar to Romeo's affectionate gaze at Juliet.

Liu Qinglin's eyes were rolling around and turned to find Liu Xiyue: "Sister, brother-in-law, where are you going to play?"

Song Baojun only used his secret energy for a while, and then felt his whole body exhausted, and his eyes were full of stars. He couldn't help but let go of the other party and squatted down.

At that moment, he felt that the other party seemed to be absorbing his energy!

But after thinking about it carefully, I felt something was wrong, as if the Youneng was actively rushing over.

Since Song Baojun awakened his thirty-second personality, he has never seen the ability to actively contact other humans. Can his own personality communicate with other people's personality?

A calm voice woke Song Baojun up to his thoughts: "Seep, come out."

It was Liu Xiyue's mother He Shulan who was talking.

Liu Xiyue agreed and went to comfort Liu Qinglin and said, "Qinglin is here, be good, my sister will come back to play with you later."

Liu Qinglin quickly nodded vigorously.

When she returned to the living room, Song Baojun had not recovered from his strength loss. He followed Liu Xiyue and saw that everyone in the living room looked solemn, he expected that Dr. Zhou had announced something bad news.

Sure enough, Dr. Zhou said: "Governor Liu, in order to be responsible, I still have to tell the truth. As far as the current medical conditions are concerned, brain damage is an irreversible process, which can only be relieved and difficult to completely heal."

In front of the head of a province, any opportunistic approach, avoiding the most important, or even comforting is useless. You can say whatever the situation is.

Liu Chongshan asked, "So what are the ways to relieve his symptoms at the moment?"

Dr. Zhou did not dare to answer easily in the face of the governor's inquiry. After thinking for a while, he said in the anxious eyes of everyone: "There are some drugs that promote brain development, such as Telden, high antigen, chlorpromazine, methylthiodazine..."

Qin Rong interrupted him and said, "Doctor Zhou, these are all psychiatric... can they work?" Her son has been in a car accident for seven or eight years, and he is seeking medical treatment everywhere and is now proficient in a lot of pharmacological knowledge. After hearing what Dr. Zhou said, he couldn't help but question it.

She doesn't want her son to be called a lunatic.

Dr. Zhou sighed: "That's really impossible. The head is the most complex organ tissue in the human body. So far, the medical community has not thoroughly studied the brain structure, and it is not even one percent. Any medical treatment for the brain and any drug trying to control the mind have proved that the effect is minimal."

Qin Rong said oh and shook her head slightly. She did not deny Dr. Zhou's judgment, but sighed at the fate of her son.

Dr. Zhou said: "I suggest using these drugs to temporarily relieve the mental state of Ling Gongzi, but there is still no way to achieve the final treatment effect."

"That's..." Qin Rong couldn't help asking. Everyone could guess the meaning of the few words they didn't say: "No treatment."

Dr. Zhou reluctantly smiled and said, "In fact, there is still some hope. In the clinical diagnosis, some vegetative patients are sleeping all year round, and using all means is useless. However, they can wake up suddenly under the care of their family, which shows that the current medical conditions still cannot accurately judge the complexity of the brain. Hope is... "

Liu Chongshan waved his hand and signaled him to say nothing more. After experiencing countless storms in the officialdom, he naturally would not hope for the so-called miracle that was out of reach like ordinary people.

Hearing this, Qin Rong sighed, tears faintly shining in her eyes. He Shulan hurriedly hugged her shoulders and comforted her in a low voice.

Liu Qinglin had a car accident when he was twelve years old. It has been eight years since then. During this period, Liu Chongshan and his wife went to major hospitals all over the country, actively running for a little bit of hope, and never found a cure for their son. For eight years, their son has been staying at the age of four or five and cannot change his intelligence.

From the beginning to the beginning of being full of confidence to the later disappointment and despair to the current near despair, from the initial doctor patting his chest and pledging to guarantee that he would be cured, to the fact that every doctor shook his head after the examination, the bitterness and pain of the disease are not worthy of being told by outsiders.

Two months ago, they received news that Dr. Zhou, a brain expert at Renbo Hospital in Chazhou, cured a worker whose steel bars were penetrated through the forehead. His paper was also published in the latest issue of the authoritative medical journal "The Lancet".

The couple rekindled hope. Liu Chongshan even ignored the busy affairs of his newly appointed governor and took his own efforts to squeeze out time and took his son back to Chazhou.

As the new governor, Liu Chongshan was inconvenient to go anywhere, and was afraid that the local hospital would have a great impact, so he invited Dr. Zhou to his elder brother's home for examination.

Dr. Zhou was obviously helpless about his son's symptoms. He once suggested surgery, but Qin Rong was afraid that the risk was too high and could only treat it conservatively.

The living room was filled with sorrow. Liu Chongshan was about to comfort his wife, but Liu Qinglin didn't know what happened, but suddenly rushed out of the room and laughed loudly, "Sister, brother-in-law, take me to play!"

Before Liu Xiyue could reply, He Shulan changed her face and said, "Xixi, why did you just teach your brother to shout in the room? Do you understand or not? It's just that I'm just spreading it and it makes people laugh!"

Liu Qinglin is only four or five years old and has no idea what others call him. He has never heard of the word "brother-in-law" before, so he can only teach these two people secretly in the room.
Chapter completed!