Zhao Xiaoying took the diary with trembling hands, she knew that her sister had such a diary, but she had never read it.

Syllable!

She closed the journal with both hands.

"Nie Zheng!

"Hmm!"

Nie Zheng took the diary, opened the title page, and wrote the three words "Zhao Xiaoli" on it, the handwriting is beautiful but very powerful, that is, he has no study of calligraphy, through the penmanship, he can also guess that the author of the handwriting is a beautiful and lively girl, just with Xiaoli.

Nie Zheng opened the first diary, the date was only half a month ago, he couldn't help but be stunned, and looked up at Doctor Mizuno.

Doctor Mizuno nodded, this is a man's tacit understanding, which strengthened Nie Zheng's suggestion to Zhao Xiaoying just now, about Xiaoli's condition must be told to her immediately.

In Nie Zheng's mind, there was all the handwriting of the greeting card written by Xiaoli to Qingqing, but it was only half a month, and she couldn't write very well.

From Dr. Mizuno's description just now, Nie Zheng, who is a layman in medical science, also knows that this disease is a chronic disease that will slowly worsen, and he doesn't know what the criteria for slowly worsening are, but common sense tells him that this is too fast.

"Hey, I started writing a journal today, and I feel like a schoolboy. Dad is really making a fuss, it's just that he is easy to fall when he walks, and he also knows that his little daughter is all inherited from his old man, and he walks carelessly, okay, he was finally caught in the hospital, and he also had to be a psychiatric doctor, hey, it was really chilling to hear this name

But who would have thought that today would be my lucky day, wow, Dr. Mizuno of the Department of Neurology is so handsome!! hee, that's right, his name is so weird, and it means inferior goods in Xiangjiang Mizuno, oops, this diary can also be seen by doctors, he shouldn't scold me

Okay, it's true that the doctor asked me to write a diary, he asked me to record the coordination of my body every day, and he suspected that I had a problem with my autonomic nervous system, that is, my hands and feet were relatively uncoordinated, well, write seriously, otherwise the doctor would scold

On the first day, I felt in good spirits, because it was a holiday, I practiced basketball for an hour in the morning, and I didn't fall, but when I went home, my feet were soft, and I didn't know if it was a problem with autonomic nerves or a problem with not eating breakfast. ”

"This is the first diary I asked Xiaoli to write. Dr. Mizuno looked at the warm smiles on everyone's faces, and knew that he had almost finished reading it, "At that time, I was not sure about Xiaoli's condition, and the determination of this disease depends on medical instruments such as CT, as well as the doctor's experience, the so-called experience is to ask the patient to write a diary to record the changes in her body, and after determining the condition, the diary will continue, and we will determine what stage the disease has reached according to certain characteristics shown by the patient." ”

Dr. Mizuno paused, "It's a pity, the final result is that Xiaoli really suffers from spinocerebellar disorder, this result is not only obtained by me alone, Miss Zhao also brought CT to at least three authorities in this area, and the conclusion is the same, so I must let Xiaoli take the medicine all the time, and also, I have to give everyone a psychological preparation, this medicine can not make the patient's condition better, but can only delay the condition." ”

"Hmm!" Nie Zheng nodded and continued to read the second diary.

"Hahaha, I'm really a lucky girl, I actually saw a handsome uncle on TV today, he actually beat up reporters in order to go home early to put his daughter to sleep, it's so happy to be his daughter, I want to make him my idol!

I feel a little strange today, Dr. Mizuno, you can also see that my handwriting is a little crooked, in fact, it was like this a long time ago, I feel that my writing is much slower, and taking notes in class is also very slow, so I want to ask my classmates to borrow my notes to copy after class. ”

The next few diaries all record the same problem, every day I either fall or complain that my writing is getting slower and slower, my hands are not using strength, and my handwriting is becoming more and more like the handwriting of greeting cards to Qingqing.

"Today is another lucky day for me, the handsome uncle on TV is called Nie Zheng, it turns out that he is Qingqing's father, yes, finally one day, I can meet my idol

Doctor Mizuno, I'm very shy to tell you, in fact, in these few nights, I have dreamed of Nie Zheng, oops, don't think crooked, it's not that kind of dream, it's that I feel so close to him, mainly one night I had a dream

I dreamed of being bullied by bad people, but Nie Zheng appeared, he opened his big hand and shouted: 'Xiaoli can't be bullied!', wow, really handsome, doctor, now I have a wish, that is, to be able to start a first love

What about the object of your first love, well, it's best to be as domineering as Nie Zheng, as handsome as a doctor, and then ten years younger than you, then it's the most perfect! Hahaha, okay, let's talk about my body

When I got on the bus today, because my feet were weak, I almost fell, and an old woman insisted on giving way to me, saying that it was not good to fall, she was still very strong, and I sat down at that time, my feet were really weak, but I was very uncomfortable, and I felt that the whole car was despising me, and finally, I understood the feelings of people with disabilities, and being taken care of was also a kind of discrimination. ”

"Today I have a mixture of joy and sorrow, happy that in the early hours of last night in the hospital, I actually met Nie Zheng, he took a photo with me, and promised to come to see our game with the school next door

Sadly, or sadly, I saw that one of Dr. Mizuno's patients had passed away, he was only 14 years old, and he was suffering from a disease called spinocerebellar disorder, and I searched it on my phone, and I felt that this disease was very similar to my current situation, and I was afraid

I immediately asked the doctor, who was sad for the boy, and he looked at me blankly, and at that time, I suddenly lost the courage to hear the facts, and refused to give me an answer, what if I really got that disease, I was only 15 years old!"

"She already asked you?" Zhao Xiaoying looked at Dr. Mizuno in surprise.

"Yes!" Dr. Mizuno nodded, "but when I was about to tell her the answer, she shouted to me, 'Doctor, if you have this disease, your body will never recover, and one day, you will lose even the ability to speak, I am afraid, please don't tell me!', of course, I didn't tell her, please look at the recent diary." ”

Nie Zheng immediately turned to the latest page.

"I'm very happy today, Uncle Nie Zheng sent me home, but unfortunately he didn't want to come to my house for dinner, probably because he was afraid of my nagging father, today my father made a hot pot, and even my sister came back to eat, and my mother happily opened a can of beer for my father

Today is really a good day, I can finally have a family reunion, in fact, I wonder sister, Uncle Nie is a star who is bigger than her, why are people not as busy as her

I feel like I know her world, if only I could understand the entertainment industry in person, then maybe I will know my sister's hard work, and stop complaining that she is very good today, and I didn't fall again, probably because I was in a happy mood

But when I scolded my dad at night, he really made a fuss, just because I was so anxious when I ate meatballs that I almost choked, he said that I was wasting food, hey, this guy would be like Uncle Nie. ”

"Did you see it!" Dr. Mizuno pointed to the diary, "it says that Xiaoli almost choked on eating meatballs, which is a precursor to swallowing problems, which means that her condition is deteriorating much faster than I expected." ”

"Doctor, what can we do now?" Zhao Xiaoying hurriedly asked.

"Yang Chenxi!" Before Dr. Mizuno could answer, Nie Zheng's mobile phone rang, and it was Yang Chenxi calling, "Consultant, there is a problem with the company, can I talk to you?"