After staying in the welfare home for a few days, He Yu and Z Bao returned to the urban area of H City, and after handling all the affairs, they and Zheng Lihua flew to the United States.

As soon as I got off the plane, Dr. Michael's side was already waiting at the airport.

He Yu was not in a hurry to take Z Bao to Mr. Michael's private hospital, but found someone to send Z Bao and Zheng Lihua back to their residence not far from the hospital to rest, and he followed Dr. Michael's people to the hospital first.

He had contact with Dr. Michael before, he was a fat old man in his sixties, with gray hair and beard, he was very warm and generous, He Yu bought this house in Washington, D.C., USA, it was purchased at his suggestion, and the two discussed the treatment plan for Z Bao's condition, but he couldn't bear to use many existing physical therapies on Z Bao.

As soon as he walked into Dr. Michael's office and sat down, He Yu couldn't wait to know if there was a better, safer, and relatively less harmful way to Z Bao in addition to the methods they had discussed before.

So he asked Dr. Michael, who was sitting across the desk, "Dr. Michael, do you have a better way now, besides the physical treatments you told me about hyperbaric oxygen therapy and electrotherapy?" ”

"Yu, not everyone is suitable for hyperbaric oxygen therapy, I have to do further examinations on your wife, and we have to go through a series of examinations such as nerve scans and electrocardiograms, etc., before we can make a comprehensive analysis and find out the most suitable treatment. As before, Dr. Michael looked at the Chinese man in front of him with his blue pupils and patiently explained.

"Okay, I got it. He Yu smiled helplessly.

"I may not have made it clear to you before, after all, I was treating the previous one-on-one patient with all my might, and I want you to know clearly that a 'autistic' patient like your wife is born with a lack of brain function. He picked up a piece of paper on his desk, and from the breast pocket of his white coat, he took out a pen and drew a Q version of the brain.

Michael looked at He Yu's eyes for a while, and then buried his head in writing and drawing: "But most of the patients are only part of the brain function that has not been awakened, not that the brain is really missing some organs, what we have to do is to wake up this part of the patient's function." ”

"I hope you will understand then, because every patient has a different situation, and when the time comes, maybe some of our treatments are not in line with your wife's situation, which may lead to some physical resistance and some emotional changes in her, and I hope you can hold on. Looking at the man in front of him who was listening carefully to his analysis, Michael smiled at him encouragingly, and then he stood up.

He Yu looked up at him and replied, "Okay." ”

"Yu, go back and rest, tomorrow I will let your wife come to the hospital for a comprehensive brain and physical examination, and when the results come out, I will make a treatment plan to arrange for her to be hospitalized." Michael patted He Yu on the shoulder twice, and then went out to arrange something else.

He Yu nodded, then stood up and left.

He has to go back quickly, after all, Z Bao and Zheng Lihua are not fluent in the United States, and it is not a matter for the two of them to be alone at home, it seems that he has to arrange an English course for Zheng Lihua, no matter how daily communication is, it is necessary to learn.

He hurried home, and suddenly remembered that Zheng Lihua should not be able to find a place to buy vegetables in this unfamiliar place, so he turned around to the supermarket halfway and bought some fresh fruits and vegetables and some other necessary things at home.

By the time He Yu finished shopping and went home, it was almost dark, it stands to reason that although it was close to night in the United States at this time, it should still be morning in China, and it was not time to go to bed, but Z Bao was already sleepy and was coaxed to bed by Zheng Lihua.

"Z Po is sleepy so quickly, she doesn't have any jet lag problems. ”

"Yes, my wife must have been tired from the journey, and as soon as she got home, she yawned a lot, so I washed her and put her to bed. Zheng Lihua smiled and took the thing in He Yu's hand.

"Well, thank you. He Yu said to her sincerely.

"Sir, where are you, if you can still trust me, it will be the greatest reward for me. ”

"Zheng's mother, that's the case, Z Bao doesn't need your care to go to the hospital or anything these days, I plan to enroll you in an English speaking class, so that you can learn English, so that it will be convenient to go out in the future." Let's see if it's okay. ”

"What's wrong with this, you can still learn English when you're old, why not?"

"Well, that's good. ”

"Then are you going to take my wife to the hospital for a check-up tomorrow?"

"Hmm. ”

The next day

He Yu took Z Bao to Dr. Michael's private hospital, and after a comprehensive and detailed examination, Dr. Michael decided to try physical therapy first, supplemented by medication.

Although he knew that physical therapy might cause some damage to Z Bao's body, he had no choice but to choose to believe Dr. Michael's words, after all, Z Bao's autism also had a greater or lesser impact on her lifespan, and if it weren't for this, he wouldn't have to rush her out of his own world.

After the first stage of treatment, He Yu once thought about giving up like this.

Perhaps because Z Bao did not accept such a treatment plan, she began to have aggressive and defiant behaviors, often reaching out to scratch and push others when others wanted to get close to her, and some nurses could even be pushed to the ground by her surprise. Sometimes she babbled and screamed and retreated into a corner, squatting there shivering, and sometimes she screamed hysterically and tried to rush out of the room.

Looking at her like this from the sidelines, He Yu will always be unable to stand her painful appearance.

He would always rush straight over, push away the nurses, and carefully approach Z Bao in the corner by himself, she would resist fiercely, scratching his face full of scars, and his arms were full of blood, but whenever he finally took her in his arms and stroked her head, she would quickly quiet down and shiver in his arms.

Often at this time, the nurses will see the opportunity and give Z Bao a tranquilizer to calm her excitement.

Every time He Yu looked at Z Bao who slept in his arms, the sweat on his forehead, the embarrassed tears, and the hair that was messed up when he struggled, he was so distressed, completely ignoring the scratched part of his face that was scratched by her, it was hot and painful.

He could only caress the head of Z Bao in his arms over and over again, and gently comforted her in her ear: "Z Bao is good, Z Bao is good, it will be good to wait for this time." You must get through, get through, get through for your little fish, okay?" He Yu put his chin on top of her head and rubbed it gently.

Looking down at her and seeing that she was already asleep, he got up with the princess in his arms, put her on the hospital bed, and let the nurse carry out the next step of treatment.

Many nurses advised him not to stay here, the process of treatment might make him feel uncomfortable, but He Yu had never been absent from any of Z Bao's treatments, although watching Z Bao couldn't stop struggling in pain, listening to her screaming voices filling the ward, he would also be there.

Because he knew that Z Bao needed him at this time, no matter how cruel the process was for the two.

At the end of the treatment, Dr. Michael would always pat him gently on the shoulder comfortingly when he exited the ward, and he admired the young Chinese man in front of him for his unwavering attitude towards his wife. If you were to be yourself...... He thought of his wife, Zoe, and his eyes flashed with happiness.

He should be like this young man, and he will never leave her.

At this time, He Yu, who was already exhausted, didn't know what the doctor in front of him was thinking, but just replied with his polite smile, and then said, "Thank you." ”

"Come on, Yu. "Michael went out with the nurses and doctors, and he was going home to his wife.

At this time, it was already night, and after tossing and turning all day, only the two of them were left in the ward, and the tranquility between the two was finally restored.

He Yu brought a hot towel as usual, helped Z Bao wipe the tears and sweat left by the struggle on her face, and helped her gently comb her messy hair. Then put down the towel in his hand, he took off the coat that had just been crumpled by Z Bao, then lifted the quilt and lay down next to her, because it was a private hospital, the beds in the ward were relatively spacious.

He lay next to Z Bao like this, quietly looking at the obvious emaciation on her sleeping face, and the eyelashes that were trembling slightly from time to time, listening to her shallow breathing, gently holding her in his arms, patting her back gently, humming the ballad often sung by Z Bao's mother Lin Hui, and the two fell asleep together.

Since Z Bao began to be hospitalized, every night, He Yu will accompany her in the ward, and the two of them will fall asleep with each other. Wait until the next day, when the day is almost dawn, He Yu will take advantage of the fact that Z Bao is still asleep, get up lightly and go back to the house to get some things he needs, and then change his clothes.

He wants to make sure that every day when Z Bao opens his eyes, the first thing he sees is himself.

Zheng Lihua sometimes comes over to help take care of Z Bao, but when she sees Z Bao who is getting more and more haggard, she will cry in distress every time she is soft-hearted, and she really can't help in the hospital because of the language barrier.

In order to let her learn English with peace of mind first, He Yu asked her to take care of her at home, and when she learned English well, it was not too late to come and take care of Z Bao.

He Yu didn't know if Z Bao could hold on, but he knew that if he continued like this, the first person who couldn't hold on was probably himself, after all, he didn't feel good when he looked at Z Bao so uncomfortable every day.

The road to you on the stars seems so far away and rugged at this time, but please believe that your He Yu, your little fish, is constantly approaching you.