Chapter 281 made people listen to jokes

"I—I don't want to eat. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 info" Liu Qinglin said: "Sister, I'm fine, why do I need to take medicine? I'm not a child anymore!"

Liu Xiyue said: "Okay, okay, you are not a child anymore, don't eat or eat." ā€

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

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

Song Baojun reached out to touch Liu Xiyue's head and comforted: "Sister Xiao, Brother Ling will get better, don't worry." ā€

Unexpectedly, Liu Qinglin pushed away the plastic cup and glared at Song Baojun and asked, "Sister, who is he?" The tone was full of vinegar, and almost any young man who was deeply favored by his sister would behave like this when he saw a strange man beside his sister for the first time.

"Don't get excited, young man, I'm your brother-in-law. Song Baojun tried to calm the other party down, and the eyes of the two slammed into one place.

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

The long eyelashes and beautiful almond eyes are the same as Liu Xiyue, if he hadn't become a mentally retarded teenager because of brain damage, I don't know how much he should please girls.

Song Baojun only said that he was wrong at first sight, and then glanced at Liu Qinglin, and found that there was a trace of sadness in his pitiful eyes!

This is not the eyes that a mentally handicapped teenager can see, it feels too strange, even weird.

As the saying goes, the eyes are the windows of the soul, and Song Baojun's ability to pass on from the philosophical personality is also used to observing the other party's eyes for the first time, so as to have a preliminary and intuitive feeling of his thoughts and emotions.

The eyes have always been the most important organ for human beings to obtain information, and conversely, the human mind is also exposed through the eyes.

The emotion of "grief" usually comes from experiencing frustration and failure, as well as irresistible fate. Liu Qinglin's IQ is only equivalent to that of a four- or five-year-old child, and it stands to reason that he has not yet learned to grieve because he has not yet had the opportunity to understand the rich knowledge of the outside world.

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

Before he had time to take a closer look, Liu Qinglin had already laughed stupidly: "What is brother-in-law?

"Eat, eat, eat, just think about eating all day long!" Liu Xiyue pinched her brother's face as if complaining, and said, "My brother-in-law is my sister's boyfriend, so I can't eat it." Would you like to let your brother-in-law take you there?"

"Oh!" Liu Qinglin nodded as if he didn't understand, leaned up and grabbed Song Baojun's hand and asked, "Are you a brother-in-law?"

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

He wanted to withdraw his hand from Liu Qinglin's arms - it was too embarrassing for two men of similar age to hug each other. But Liu Qinglin grabbed his hand hard and refused to let go.

Liu Xiyue grinned and said, "Ah Jun, it seems that my brother still likes you a lot, he was not very willing to contact others in the past. ā€

"Oh, hehe. Song Baojun could only smile bitterly, and was trying to make a way to get out, when he suddenly felt that something was wrong.

From the moment the skin touched, the sadness became more and more pronounced, very indescribable, as if a man who had been drowning in the water for many years, having long lost all hope, suddenly grasped at the straw that saved his life.

What should I say about this feeling?

Song Baojun secretly gritted his teeth and took the risk of using his ghostly power to observe the other party. Ghost energy cannot be used casually, and the philosophical personality once warned that it is necessary to reserve the space for building imaginary numbers to promote the growth and integration of personality.

But the strange behavior of the other party stimulated his curiosity, but he couldn't care about it.

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

He is not fat or thin, and his nutrition is balanced, but his psychological condition is not as good as it seems.

Especially the pair of eyes, the information inside the stupid and cute is very complicated. The facial expression with the eyes as the core is usually a specific manifestation of a person's emotions, Liu Qinglin sticks out his tongue and grimaces at him for a while, looks left and right for a while, a hippie smile at this time, and a throat movement and a hurry to find water to drink, living out of an ADHD child.

Song Baojun was incomprehensible for a while, and forcibly increased the amount of ghost power to ten percent.

Holding his wrists with both hands and meeting eye contact, it was like Romeo gazing at Juliet affectionately.

Liu Qinglin's eyes kept turning, and he turned his head to find Liu Xiyue: "Sister, brother-in-law, where are you going to play?"

Song Baojun only used his ghost energy for a short while, and then he felt that his whole body was out of strength, and his eyes were full of gold stars, so he couldn't help letting go of the other party and squatting down.

At that moment, he felt as if the other party was absorbing his energy!

But after thinking about it carefully, I felt that something was wrong, as if the ghost energy took the initiative to rush over.

Since Song Baojun awakened his thirty-two personality, he had never seen the ghostly power actively contact other human beings, could it be that his own personality could communicate with other people's personalities?

A calm voice woke up Song Baojun's thoughts: "Fine, you guys come out for a while." ā€

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

Liu Xiyue agreed, and went to comfort Liu Qinglin and said, "Qinglin is obedient here, my sister will come back to play with you after a while." ā€

Liu Qinglin hurriedly nodded vigorously.

Returning to the living room, Song Baojun had not yet recovered from the loss of strength, and followed behind Liu Xiyue, seeing that everyone in the living room had solemn faces, and expected that Doctor Zhou had announced something not very good.

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 alleviated and difficult to completely cure." ā€

In the face of the governor of a province, any opportunism, evasion of the important and trivial, and even comfort are useless, and whatever the situation is, it is useless.

Liu Chongshan asked, "Then what can be done to alleviate his symptoms at the moment?"

Doctor Zhou didn't dare to answer the governor's inquiry easily, thought for a while, and said in the anxious eyes of everyone: "There are some drugs that promote brain development, such as Terdon, high antibiotic, chlorpromazine, methiandazine, ......."

Qin Rong interrupted him and said, "Doctor Zhou, this is all essence...... Can psychiatric medicine work?" Her son has been in a car accident for seven or eight years now, and he has been seeking medical advice everywhere, and he is now proficient in a lot of pharmacological knowledge.

- She didn't want her son to be called insane.

Dr. Zhou sighed: "That's really no way, the brain is the most complex organ and tissue in the human body, and so far, the medical community has not studied the brain structure thoroughly, not even one percent." Any medical treatment for the brain, any drug that tries to control the mind, proves to have little effect. ā€

Qin Rong sighed and shook her head slightly. She did not deny Dr. Zhou's assertions, but lamented the fate of her son.

Physician Zhou said, "I recommend using these drugs to temporarily relieve Ling Gongzi's mental state, but there is still no way to achieve the final treatment effect. ā€

"That's ......" Qin Rong couldn't help asking, and everyone could guess the meaning of the few words that were not spoken: "No cure".

Dr. Zhou reluctantly smiled: "In fact, there is still some hope, there are some vegetative patients in the clinical diagnosis who are sleepy all year round, and they have tried all means to no avail, but they can suddenly wake up under the care of their families, which shows that the current medical conditions still cannot accurately judge the complexity of the brain." There is hope......"

Liu Chongshan waved his hand to signal that needless to say, he has experienced countless storms in officialdom, and naturally he will not hope for the so-called miracle that is out of reach like ordinary people.

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

Liu Qinglin was in a car accident when he was twelve years old, and it has been eight years now, during which Liu Chongshan and his wife have traveled to major hospitals all over the country, actively running for a little hope, and have never found a cure for their son, who has been staying at the age of four or five for eight years, and his intelligence cannot be changed.

Liu Chongshan and his wife went from full of confidence at the beginning to disappointment and depression to almost despair now, from the initial doctor patting his chest and promising that he would be cured, to every doctor shaking his head after examination, and the bitterness and suffering are not enough for outsiders.

Two months ago, they received news that Dr. Zhou, a brain specialist at Renbo Hospital in Chazhou, had cured a worker whose forehead had been pierced by a steel bar, and his paper had been published in the latest issue of The Lancet, an authoritative medical journal.

The couple rekindled their hopes, and Liu Chongshan even ignored the busy affairs of the newly appointed governor, and forced himself to squeeze out time in his busy schedule and return to Chazhou with his son.

As the new governor, Liu Chongshan was inconvenient to go anywhere, and he was afraid that the local hospital would be too affected, so he invited Dr. Zhou to his brother's home for an examination.

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

The living room was gloomy, Liu Chongshan was about to comfort his wife a few words, Liu Qinglin didn't know how to do it, and suddenly burst out of the room and laughed loudly: "Sister and brother-in-law, take me to play!"

Before Liu Xiyue could reply, He Shulan's face changed suddenly, and said: "Xixi, what did you just teach your younger brother to shout nonsense in the room?

Liu Qinglin is only four or five years old, and he doesn't know what other people are called, and he has never heard the word "brother-in-law" say it, so he can only be secretly taught by these two people in the room.

It's okay to call my sister, what's the matter with calling my brother-in-law? You are a female college student who is studying for the first time and brings a male classmate home, and she has this kind of relationship, will our Lao Liu family go out to meet people in the future? )