Chapter 245: Treatment

"Wait a minute, old--" The fat man shouted, but he didn't know how to call his father. Obviously, he couldn't call him father. This was too wonderful. No one would believe him except him; of course, he couldn't call him the name directly - Huang Jianguo.

"Fat brother, is there anything wrong?" Huang Jianguo turned around and asked.

"Don't call me brother." The fat man was a little embarrassed and called his father brother. It seemed that something was wrong. After thinking for a while, the fat man finally made an argument: "You are Uncle Huang Jianguo. In short, we are a family of five servings. My name is Huang Liang. It's just like you are a generation later. We have seen you when you returned to the village that year."

"Huang Liang! The same name as our kid." Mom Li Xiuyun couldn't help but look at Huang Jianguo, but there was a little bitterness in her eyes.

When Huang Jianguo heard that the fat man could call out his name, he asked a few points, and then asked again: "So, your hometown is from the Huang family shack?"

The fat man could only nod. When he was a child, he heard his father talk about the situation in his hometown, so he casually mentioned a few names, and it turned out to be a reconciliation.

"Big nephew, is it okay in my hometown?" Huang Jianguo extended his hand enthusiastically and held it with the fat man. The fat man felt that his palm was particularly warm.

"Now, the land is divided, and life is much better than in previous years. Uncle, what are you going to do?" The fat man held his father and refused to let go.

A trace of gloom flashed across Huang Jianguo's face: "Big nephew, we went to the hospital to see the child. This child is less than two months old, and it is a bit different from other children."

The fat man was shocked: "What's wrong?"

Huang Jianguo pointed to the hospital not far away: "Let's talk about it before going in, it's a bit cold outside."

The fat man thought about it, it was right. The child was only two months old, and he wanted to see what kind of virtue it was, but it was not possible outside. So he said to his mother, "Aunt, I'll help you hold the child."

Li Xiuyun smiled at the fat man and shook her head: "It's not far." After that, she walked away. The child had problems and was most anxious for being a mother.

The hospital was burning with heating, Huang Jianguo went to queue up to register, while the fat man couldn't wait to ask his mother to lift up the quilt wrapped around the child. He wanted to verify what was going on in the cradle baby.

A chubby little face was exposed and his hair was sparse. The fat man vaguely found a little of his own shadow from him.

"It seems that nothing is wrong?" The fat man didn't see something strange happening, and his heart gradually calmed down.

"This child can't do anything except breastfeeding, nor cry, nor make trouble, and his arms and legs will not move, and he has never opened his eyes." Li Xiuyun said, his eyes a little red.

The fat man couldn't help but grab his head, and he vaguely grabbed something in his heart, but he couldn't explain it clearly for a moment, so he just dazed. Suddenly, a sentence came out of his mouth: "This kid is probably not sick, and it would be useless to see him in the hospital."

The word "vegetative" popped up in the fat man's mind. Yes, the current baby can only be considered a vegetable. Moreover, Fat man guessed that the reason why this happened must be related to his return to this era.

When Li Xiuyun heard the fat man say this, she frowned slightly, but soon she felt relieved: rural people are just real and say whatever they want.

After more than half an hour, the fat man saw his parents walking into the clinic with his child in his arms. He sat on the bench outside, lowered his head, thinking about what to do about this matter.

"Fat Uncle, you seem to be very close to these two people?" Yaya said with her little eyes blinking, the little girl is so clumsy.

Fatty heart said: Of course, it would be strange if you don’t kiss your parents if you see them.

"That little brother is so pitiful." Yaya sighed softly, calling Fatty a little surprised: It turns out that this crazy girl also has a sentimental side. But she quickly glared at her eyes: What little brother should be called Uncle!

This matter is indeed quite tricky. It will be a heavy blow to my parents both mentally and financially.

The fat man felt that he should do something, otherwise his parents would probably spend the rest of their lives in sorrow.

It can be imagined that facing an "idiot" all day long will make you feel strange.

However, the fat man could not tell them the truth directly. Moreover, according to his father's temper, even if the fat man gave him money now, he would definitely be rejected.

After knocking hard on his head, the fat man finally figured out a few things in his mind. However, someone had to help him with this matter. No one knew anyone here, so he could only find Ye Haibo.

After waiting for a long time in the hospital, the baby was completely examined. The situation was similar to what the fat man thought, but there was no such thing as "vegetative" yet, and the diagnosis given was "congenital cerebellar underdevelopment."

It can be seen that my parents were extremely depressed. The birth of the little life once gave them great joy and comfort, but now, all of this is covered with endless grey.

"Big nephew, we are going back. We will go back to our hometown if we have the chance in the future and say hello to all the elders for me." Although Huang Jianguo was in a low mood, he still patted the fat man on the shoulder and said goodbye to him.

The fat man glanced at Yaya, and the little girl immediately said frankly: "Fat Uncle, my father Ye knows many doctors, so you can help me take a look."

He slapped his thigh hard, and the fat man looked like he suddenly realized: "Yaya, if you don't say it, I almost forgot it, hehe, I'm so anxious."

Yaya secretly curled her lips: Fat uncle can really pretend to behave, you taught me what I said.

Huang Jianguo was also in a hurry to seek medical treatment. He discussed with Li Xiuyun and quickly agreed. Several people left the hospital, and the fat man found a hotel to settle his parents. Under Yaya's guidance, he finally came to Ye Haibo's house.

This is a courtyard house located in the famous "Liuyin Street", also called Marshal Street. Those who can occupy a place here are not ordinary people.

After entering the yard, Ye Haibo was standing in the yard. Yaya immediately ran up, hugged Ye Haibo's neck, and said "Dad Ye" warmly.

Ye Haibo touched her little face twice, and then smiled and said to the fat man: "Brother Huang, thank you for sending Yaya back."

"Dad Ye, you still said that I was taking care of the fat uncle along the way." Yaya began to report to Ye Haibo, but what she said was basically true.

The fat man grabbed his head, yelled twice, and then said, "Brother Ye, let's talk alone."

When he entered the room, the fat man took a look. The furnishings were very simple, with only a few pieces of antique furniture. There were several rows of books neatly placed on the bookshelf. On a small coffee table, there was also an exquisite incense burner, and a faint fragrance emerged.

Simple and stylish, just like Ye Haibo’s people. In such an environment, the fat man’s mind is also particularly clear, drinking tea while telling out his plans.

"Who is it that Brother Huang needs so much effort?" Ye Haibo's finger tapped on the coffee table. It was difficult for him to operate this, because everything was a matter that violated the principles.

"Of course it's someone worth doing this!" The fat man's words were extremely firm.

The next morning, Ye Haibo drove the car and went to pick up Huang Jianguo and his wife with the fat man, and then drove to a military hospital: a small white building with four-story white buildings, with pine and cypresses in the yard, shrubs and flowerbeds staggered. Although it was just early spring, it was already a bit quiet. The two PLAs standing guard beside the gate showed the extraordinaryness here.

Ye Haibo showed his ID and was released. Obviously, this is not a place that ordinary people can come. The fat man didn't feel anything because he knew Ye Haibo's identity.

Huang Jianguo was secretly frightened, but there was more expectation: Here, maybe he can cure his son's illness?

Go straight to the fourth floor, there is no hustle or bustle of ordinary hospitals, it is quiet and quiet, and it is more like a sanitary center. In this atmosphere, even the fat man's steps can't help but lighten.

In front of the door of the room with 401 written, Ye Haibo knocked on the door gently and led everyone in one after another. An old man in his seventies stood up to greet him. He was wearing a white coat and a military cap on his head, with a rosy complexion, and a bit of majesty was revealed in his kindness.

"Uncle Lin." Ye Haibo stepped forward to greet him.

The old man nodded to everyone, then began to check the baby, and issued a few orders, and asked Ye Haibo to take it for the test.

The fat man did not follow him. After seeing his father and the others go out, the fat man breathed a sigh of relief and saluted Dr. Lin respectfully: "Mr., I really don't know how to thank you."

The old man's long eyebrows trembled twice and stared at the fat man's eyes: "It's the second time I have been lying to a patient in fifty years of practice. The first time I was on the battlefield, and I told a young soldier who was only sixteen years old that he could not die, but as a result, he died that night."

The fat man scratched his head: "Old man, maybe this is really a miracle."

After saying that, he took out a big bottle from his bag, and half of the grass was soaked in it: "Old man, this is given to you by the younger generation."

"Cistanche is really rare. Are you considered bribing me?" The old man could see the origin of the herbs at a glance.

The fat man yelled: "I dare not, this was picked from the mountain. We call it aboriginal grass, and it is said to have medicinal value. Please put it here to study it."

"You are from the northeast? What medicinal materials are there on the mountain?" The old man suddenly became interested and began to ask the fat man.

Although the fat man is not very good at this, he also knows some fur. After all, he has been mixed with old medicines: "That's a lot, but some are too rare, such as Laoshan ginseng, Wu Lao grass, Ganoderma lucidum, etc., which are not common in normal times. However, our deer farms can produce small quantities in small quantities, and herbs such as prickly schisandra, Schisandra chinensis and other herbs are of high quality."

"It sounds good." The old man's face smiled even stronger: "In a few months, we will send someone to inspect it. If possible, we will determine your place as a medicinal material supply base. Of course, it is mainly to develop some medicinal materials for nutritional and health care."

The fat man was overjoyed: Judging from this attitude, he might take the high-quality route, but he didn't expect that there would be unexpected gains here.

Premium routes have always been preferred by fat people, which is minimally destructive to natural resources and can also maximize benefits.

So, the fat man, who was half-hearted about medicinal materials, became more and more enthusiastic with Mr. Lin until his parents came back with a list, and that was the end.

Mr. Lin carefully studied the list and then said: "This child is indeed a congenital brain underdevelopment."

Huang Jianguo and Li Xiuyun were struck by lightning: It seems that there is no hope.

Mr. Lin coughed softly again: "However, this child is special, and his brain is still developing slowly, but the development speed is relatively slow. According to my inference, he will be able to become a normal person again in 28 years."
Chapter completed!