When it comes to children, the old lady who was still a little rusty with Yuan Lang at the beginning suddenly became more enthusiastic. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

Until now, the old lady directly grabbed Yuan Lang is daughter, and the eldest sister shouted.

"Girl, where are you going alone?"

Generally, people who can stay in hotels near the train station basically come from far away to catch the train and go far away, so there is an old lady who asks.

"I'm going to college...."As soon as Yuan Lang's delicate voice fell, the old lady was in awe.

took Yuan Lang's hand and patted it gently, "You're a good girl, you're so good.... Where are you going to college?"

Motorang replied with a smile, "Go to Kyoto...."

The old lady slapped her thigh, "Coincidentally, we are from Kyoto, so why don't we catch tomorrow's train back." ”

Yuan Lang was also happy, "That's really fate, it is estimated that we are going to take the same car.... I'm also going to Kyoto tomorrow morning at 9 o'clock. ”

Here Yuan Lang was chatting happily with the old lady, the little boy with a tiger head was naughty, he took off his shoes and stepped on the bed barefoot, and was using the bed as a trampoline, jumping up and down.

While playing, the little boy suddenly put his hand into his mouth to clasp his tongue, "Grandma, itchy...."

The old lady who was still smiling suddenly became anxious, and quickly got up and pulled the little boy over, "Good, open your mouth....."

"Ahh Let grandma see...."

The little boy opened his mouth obediently, and his voice was a little crying, "It hurts.... It's still itchy...."

As he spoke, he couldn't help but stuff his hands into his mouth.

The old lady hurriedly grabbed the little boy's hands with her hands, "Good... Don't catch it. ”

The little boy's imprisoned hands struggled vigorously, his little body twisted left and right, and the sound of sobbing turned into a loud cry, and the long eyelashes were wet with the tears of the bean.

A very pitiful look....

The old lady grasped the little boy's hands tightly, her face was distressed and pitying, and her eyes were full of sorrow.

The little boy opened his mouth wide and cried, Yuan Lang got closer, and from the child's open and closed mouth, he seemed to see the strangeness of the boy's tongue, and couldn't help but take a few steps forward.

The old lady was distressed and coaxed her little grandson continuously, but she didn't see Yuan Lang's strange behavior.

As Yuan Lang saw just now, the little boy's tongue was indeed a little wrong, and when he got closer, he could see that there were many "small grooves" cracked on his tongue, which covered the entire tongue surface.

The soundproofing of the room was not good, and the man who lived in the bed next door probably heard the child's cry and hurriedly ran over.

There was a bang on the door of the room.

"Mom, Xiaoxin is starting to itch again?"

Yuan Lang got up and opened the door, and the old lady's son ran in with one foot in the hotel slippers and one foot barefoot.

As soon as he came in, he took the child whose crying had become weaker into his arms and whispered comfort.

The old lady looked at the little boy with a sad face, "I haven't found the Chinese medicine doctor my old sister said so far..."

"Mom, I just told you not to believe it, you have to run so far with Xiaoxin.... I told you that Chinese medicine is useless, you don't believe it..."

"I have already contacted an old classmate, and when I go back, I will go to Union Hospital to hang up Mr. Chen's expert number. ”

The old lady's son said to the old lady very unhappily with a little complaint.

When I mentioned the Chinese medicine that the old lady said, my face was full of disgust.

"It took ten days and half a month for Chinese medicine to treat a cold, not to mention Xiaoxin's situation, the pediatric doctors couldn't find out what the reason was, where can Chinese medicine treat it.... It was a waste of time for Xiaoxin's treatment. ”

This man looked at his son crying pitifully, eager to replace himself, and emotionally empathized, and involuntarily became more impatient with the old mother, and talked about Chinese medicine between words.

The old lady sighed, her voice was very small, and defended herself, "We used to have a problem with children, and most of them were treated by barefoot doctors in the countryside. Didn't I see that Xiaoxin went to see a lot of doctors, but they couldn't get better, so I thought about going to my hometown to find the old Chinese medicine doctor from before..."

The old lady's son was all on his son, and the old lady Nan Nan didn't care about the voice of herself, but Yuan Lang on the side heard it clearly.

I chatted with the old lady just now, and I couldn't bear to see her lonely and anxious face.

Yuan Lang couldn't help but interject, "In fact, it is also very effective to try traditional Chinese medicine for some difficult and urgent cases in children, you might as well find more experienced old doctors and try it for your child." ”

It's also quite distressing to watch such a young child suffer.

Yuan Lang's voice made the old lady look sideways, and the old lady's son also looked up at Yuan Lang.

That's when he noticed that there was another outsider in the room.

The old lady's son frowned, the corners of his mouth twitched, but he didn't say anything else, just politely and coldly thanked Yuan Lang for his concern, turned sideways and changed the little boy to a hug position.

The old lady saw that her son had a cold attitude and looked a little impatient.

So he smiled apologetically and helplessly at Yuan Lang.

Xiaoxin gradually calmed down, nestled in the arms of the old lady's son, with tears in the corners of his eyes, very quiet.

Seeing that Xiaoxin's father didn't accept his suggestion, Yuan Lang just smiled faintly and didn't say much.

"Mom, I'll take Xiaoxin next door to rest for a while, you take him to be tired, let's have a good rest, it's noon, I'll call you to eat again." ”

Xiaoxin's father said this to the old lady, and went out with the child in his arms.

When the father and son were gone, the old lady sat on the edge of the bed, sighing again and again, full of sorrow.

A flash of inspiration suddenly flashed in Yuan Lang's mind, and it seemed that something had been ignored by her.

"Grandma, Xiaoxin, he seems to have something wrong with his tongue?" asked Yuan Lang tentatively.

The old lady raised her eyes and glanced at Yuan Lang, and replied with a sigh: "No, I went to the hospital for an examination, and the doctor couldn't tell what caused it." Even if the tongue hurts and itches, and the child suffers, we feel uncomfortable to watch. ”

"Did you have any other symptoms before you had something wrong with your tongue?"

Seeing that Yuan Lang asked carefully, the old lady didn't think much about it, but when Yuan Lang was curious, she happened to be depressed and wanted to find someone to talk to.

"Hearing you say this, I also remembered, a year ago, Xiaoxin seemed to have a cold, we all thought he had a cold, and it didn't take long for him to tell us that his tongue hurt a little, but the family didn't care much about it, and it didn't take long for him to have a fever. ”

After being sent to the hospital for infusion treatment, the fever subsided, but Xiaoxin always used his hand to clasp his mouth, and saw that there were many small lines on his tongue, and he went to the hospital to see it, but it didn't work. ”

"I have taken the medicine, I have also taken the needle, and now there are more and more cracks on the tongue....."

The more he listened, the more sure Yuan Lang was that Xiaoxin's child's illness was exactly the same as a case of pediatric external infection recorded in Wang Lao's notes.