661 Like Dr. Lang's Ideological Struggle

Lang Ziang fell a big heel, which startled Liu Mingzheng. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 ļ½‰ļ½Žļ½†ļ½

He didn't expect this old friend to suddenly unload his strength, and he was not paying attention to it, and he overthrew him.

Hurriedly walked up, stretched out his hand to pull up Lang Ziang, and asked: "Old wolf, are you okay?" You listen to my explanation, the situation is really not what you said, if there is no clear factual basis, I will not believe that there will be such a magical plant, don't be in a hurry to think that I am deceiving you, first come to diagnose these two children." ā€

Lang Ziang stood up with Liu Mingzheng's hand, no matter what he said, his eyes were naturally fixed on Xiao Yuan.

Xu Pengxiao was a little nervous, and hurriedly walked to Xiao Yuan's side, slightly blocking Lang Ziang's sight.

If you are an ordinary child, you are stared at like this by a strange uncle who has just fought, and you are afraid that you will be so frightened that you will hide in the arms of your parents.

But Xiaoyuan completely regarded Lang Ziang's sight as air, and very calmly followed Lin Zeng's instructions, squeezed out the hand sanitizer at the washstand, followed the most standardized handwashing steps, meticulously, scrubbed each position for ten seconds, and then turned on the faucet, and rinsed the white hand sanitizer foam on the back of the palm of the hand, inside and out.

Then under Lang Ziang's gaze, the four-and-a-half-year-old Xiaoyuan returned to the table again, patiently waiting for Lin Zeng to serve the meal.

"Doctor Lang, is there anything wrong with Xiao Yuan?" Xu Pengxiao couldn't help but say.

Lang Ziang finally retracted half of his gaze that fell on Xiaoyuan, glanced at Xu Pengxiao, and said: "Xu Qianle, aged four years and seven months, was diagnosed with severe autism two years ago, and in the childhood autism rating scale, the total score is forty-two, and eight items are scored higher than three points......"

To Xu Pengxiao's surprise, this doctor Lang, who seemed to have a hundred unreliable written on his body, actually accurately said Xiaoyuan's medical information, including Lang Ziang's diagnosis and treatment instructions a year ago.

Liu Mingzheng was relieved when he heard Lang Ziang read out the child's case.

His junior brother is good at everything, but sometimes his brain suddenly has a convulsion, and he can't make sense no matter how he says, but looking at his appearance, he can be regarded as understanding.

Lang Ziang finished Xiaoyuan's treatment information, then glanced at Xu Pengxiao, and continued: "You made an appointment with my outpatient number on March 20 last year, and it was the child's mother who took him to see a doctor at that time. ā€

If Xu Pengxiao didn't check the case, he wouldn't remember when his wife took Xiaoyuan to see a doctor, but he didn't expect this doctor to see Xiaoyuan every day with so many visits, and he would still remember Xiaoyuan, who only saw him once more than a year ago, and even clearly stated the specific date.

Liu Mingzheng was deeply ashamed of his behavior of pulling and arguing with Lang Ziangla for a long time just now, and felt that his image was ruined, so he subconsciously hurriedly diverted the attention of others.

"My junior brother has an amazing memory since he was a child, and all the information about the patients he has diagnosed since he was a doctor is stored in his brain like a database. Lao Kong, Xiao Xu, don't mind our rude behavior just now, the main thing is that the role of the mind dancer is too magical, ordinary people don't feel it with their own eyes, it's hard to believe. ā€

I see.

Xu Pengxiao suddenly realized that it was Lang Ziang's memory far beyond ordinary people, so he would tell Xiaoyuan's diagnosis information meticulously.

At this time, the conversation between several people was broken by Lin Zeng, who walked out of the kitchen.

"It's time to eat!"

Lin Zeng brought out a pot full of rice crackers, and the fragrant rice crackers swelled up after steaming, and the portion was full.

Lin Zeng suddenly interjected, making the four of Kong Wenli who were standing stunned, and the jump was too big for a while, and they didn't react.

Only Kong Yang and Xiaoyuan, who had sat down with their hands completely in accordance with Lin Zeng's instructions, stared at the potted plant in front of them for about three seconds, and said one after the other:

"Thank you, Master. ā€

"Thank you, Mr. Lin. ā€

Lin Zeng was also stunned for a moment, feeling extremely surprised in his heart. In the morning, he began to decide to regard Xiao Yuan as his closed disciple, while Kong Yang needed to continue to observe.

Unexpectedly, without any language, Madoka immediately changed her name.

Could it be that through the mind dancer, even the subtle change of mentality of others can be known?

That's not bad, don't worry about autistic people being deceived by the dark and hypocritical.

Even more astonishing than him was the only professional present. Lang Ziang, who has diagnosed thousands of patients, saw that Madoka was able to talk to Lin Zeng freely, and doubted his memory for the first time.

Could it be that he was misdiagnosed?

The boy is not severely autistic, perhaps just mildly socially impaired?

You should know that although they are under the same name of autism, the manifestations of patients are different depending on the degree of illness.

Mild cases of autism, some of which originate from external factors, can largely return to normal with regular rehabilitation and treatment.

But Lang Ziang diagnosed at the time and was very sure that Madoka's situation was completely natural, extremely severe autism.

This situation is still regarded as an incurable disease in medical science, and it is impossible for the patient to regain normal behavior for life, and he needs to be cared for by others for life.

However, seeing that Madoka was at the dinner table, communicating with Lin Zeng one by one, except for reacting slowly, there was no obstacle at all.

His performance, so to speak, is a big red cross on his outpatient cases.

His heart set off a turbulent wave, and the words that Liu Mingzheng had said before suddenly flashed word for word in his mind.

"A special plant that can help people with severe autism to be rescued from a self-enclosed world, so as to establish a channel of communication with the outside world. ā€

"People with autism are able to effectively receive information from the swing of plant leaves. After receiving the information, it will be physiologically shackled and take the initiative to communicate with others. ā€

……

In Liu Mingzheng's explanation before, Lang Ziang regarded it as a liar's nonsense, but at this time, recalling the original diagnosis, Lang Ziang was in a bizarre state of separation.

One thought told him that this treatment was simply ridiculous and ignorant.

But another thought, when he saw Madoka's near-normal pattern of behavior, was taking over his thoughts.

Perhaps? Is there really such a plant?

Perhaps, this plant, which grows like dancing grass, can really give a glimmer of light to the lonely.

No, no, no!

How could he be brainwashed in the same way, which is simply equal to twenty Arabian Nights plus fifty Hans Christian Andersen fairy tales.

Just as Lang Ziang was caught in a fierce ideological struggle, everyone's lunch began.

Lin Zeng placed the rice crackers in the center of the dining table, demonstratively took a plump rice cracker, broke it hard, and immediately divided it.

The crystal-clear, plump fruit looks like a pomegranate seed, but it is more round and lovely.

Liu Mingzheng, Kong Wenli and Xu Pengxiao, who had never eaten this kind of fruit, asked about the stronger and stronger fragrance, and suddenly their stomachs gurgled in protest. Only Lang Ziang, who was immersed in his inner contradictions, although he was pulled by Liu Mingzheng to sit down at the dining table, had a strange expression, as if crying and laughing, and didn't know what he was thinking.

Others didn't care about this really eccentric Doctor Lang, and under Lin Zeng's beckoning, they started to eat.

Lin Zeng put half of the broken rice crackers on a small round dinner plate and handed half to Kong Yang.

Madoka studied carefully for three minutes before slowly picking up half a rice cracker, picking out a rice crack seed with her fingers, carefully putting it in her mouth, and chewing it three times.

Kong Yang didn't have any expression, grabbed the rice cracker, aimed the opening at his mouth, and gnawed hard.

"It's so delicious, what kind of food fruit is this? It's so fragrant!" Xu Pengxiao asked in surprise.

"It feels like sago, but it's not as bland, but it's similar to stewed glutinous rice, and the texture is closer to that of soaphorn rice. Really very tasty food. Liu Mingzheng carefully appraised and felt that his visit was worthwhile.

Well, if you ignore the inexplicable misunderstanding of the old wolf just now, it's a really good day.

For those who taste rice crackers for the first time, there is no need to eat them, one or two rice crackers can fill their stomachs. Because of the troublesome crowd, Lin Zeng did not prepare other dishes, and directly steamed a pot of rice crackers, and everyone was very happy to eat.

Serving rice crackers, Lin Zeng did not sit down to eat together, but took out a sealed lunch box from the kitchen and brought it into the master bedroom with the door closed.