Over the past few days, Dr. Osger gave Chen Mo a detailed and comprehensive examination.

When the results of the examination came out, Dr. Osger returned to Chen Mo's bedside with the results and said to Chen Mo solemnly.

"Lying is not a good child, and the results of the examination show that there is nothing special about your brain other than a little more bulky and dense than your peers."

When Chen Mo heard this, he pondered for a moment and said, "But I remember that I am sick, and it is brain cancer." ”

"You're mistaken!" Dr. Osger affirmed.

"I'm not wrong!" Chen Mo said exactly.

"You're mistaken!"

"I'm not wrong!"

"You're mistaken!"

"I'm not wrong!"

"You're just mistaken, I have a scientific basis for this!" Dr. Osger's strict personality made him not a point of regression in this kind of thing.

For him, the results of the examination were the definitive truth, and the last one Dr. Osger screamed at was the woman who insisted that the child was his own.

Dr. Osge, who had been treating Chen Mo very gently in the past few days, seemed to have received some strong stimulus, and his sudden roar suppressed Chen Mo, making Chen Mo hesitate for a long time before he dared to speak weakly. "But I remember ......"

"Alright, alright, don't scare this little guy!"

Dr. Kloba, who had heard the news, patted Dr. Osger on the shoulder and said. "Maybe the doctor who examined Xiao Chenmo before made a mistake, which caused him to remember wrongly."

Dr. Osge also calmed down and said to Chen Mo slightly apologetically, "Little guy, I'm sorry. ”

After a pause, Dr. Osger continued. "Regardless of what happened before, the results of the current examination show that your body has gradually recovered to health, except for the ...... of your legs"

At the end of the day, Dr. Osger's voice gradually lowered, and he said with confusion and confusion.

"The bones in your legs seem to have been eroded by something, and that's not right!"

"If I had to describe it, it would be like being thrown into the stomach of some beast, half digested, and then pulled out and put back on you."

As he spoke, Dr. Osger felt as if he was talking about something.

The strange symptoms of Chen Mo's legs turned Dr. Osger's academic career upside down for half of his life.

In the diseases he has studied for half his life, he has never seen such a strange case of wild nights, which is a violent shock to a serious and confident scholar.

"It's a shame that you may need to spend your whole life in a wheelchair!"

After saying that, Dr. Osger didn't want to say more, and left the hospital room in silence.

Chen Mo looked at the back of Dr. Osger leaving, and said in a daze, "What did I do?" Why does Dr. Osger look so unhappy? ”

"It's okay, Dr. Osger just needs a little time, he'll definitely be able to get out of this dead end."

As a fellow scholar, Dr. Kloba understands Dr. Osger's feelings.

Although Dr. Kloba is only a doctor of archaeology, if someone tells them that the "historical text" they are studying is just a hoax, Dr. Kloba's reaction will only be stronger, and even his faith will collapse completely.

Now, Dr. Kloba also has a preliminary understanding of Chen Mo's situation.

This little guy is estimated to be from a small village called "Global Village", and was later misdiagnosed by doctors as incurable brain cancer, abandoned by his parents, experienced many things in the middle that may not be recalled, and finally passed out due to weakness in the garbage heap.

Thinking of this, Dr. Kloba couldn't bear to feel pity for Chen Mo, just such a six or seven-year-old child needs to feel the dark side of the world, it's too cruel.

At this thought, Dr. Kloba asked Chen Mo. "Does the little one have any plans and plans for the future?"

"I don't know." Chen Mo felt his unconscious legs, shook his head, and replied slightly dullly.

Even though Chen Mo can hardly remember the past, Chen Mo still understands what it means to lose his legs.

This is almost doomed to lose the ability to run freely, and also to lose freedom!

"Don't think too much, since you haven't decided yet, let's live in peace of mind first."

Dr. Kloba said softly and kindly to Chen Mo. "I remember there was a wheelchair in the warehouse, if you don't mind, you can use it first, and you can sit and go out to breathe when you have time."

Chen Mo moved his body with difficulty, looked directly at Dr. Cloba, bent down and bowed his head, and said seriously, "Thank you." ”

Dr. Kloba hurriedly straightened Chen Mo's body and said gently: "Rest, don't have too much pressure, even if you don't have legs, there are still a lot of things to do in life." ”

With that, Dr. Kloba left the room and gently closed the door.

Outside the room, several of the caretakers of the Tree of All-Knowing had gathered outside the door, waiting for Dr. Kloba to close the door.

One of the middle-aged female scholars couldn't help but say emotionally. "I always thought that little Robin was having a hard time, but I didn't expect this little guy named Chen Mo to be ......"

Speaking of this, the middle-aged female scholar hurriedly wiped her tears and couldn't bear to say any more.

"Dr. Kloba, are you sure you really want to keep this little one?"

Another scholar with glasses asked Dr. Kloba very calmly. "You have to think about it, what we can study in private......"

"I've long seen you old thing, human-faced beast heart, and sure enough, the people with glasses are hard-hearted things."

Before Dr. Kloba could answer, the middle-aged female scholar couldn't help but retort. "Do you think the government, even if it wanted to send a spy, would be a seven-year-old with crippled legs? Do you read books and look your brain at watts? ”

"You ......"

The glasses scholar was angry, he just mentioned it, as for being insulted like this?

"You're menopause, I don't care about you!"

Seeing that the middle-aged female scholar couldn't help but move her mouth again, Dr. Kloba had to speak out to stop it. "Alright, two scholars, don't argue."

"Dr. Osger has verified that this little guy is basically going to spend the rest of his life in a wheelchair."

"And in terms of physical fitness and strength, I haven't checked out that I have undergone any training, and considering that this is only a six or seven-year-old child, the possibility of being a spy is basically ruled out." Dr. Kloba said word for word.

"If you are still not at ease, let little Robin take care of this little guy more often."

"First, it's good to find a playmate for little Robin, second, this little guy may need a little care in the early stage to get used to his new life, and third, it's okay to monitor and see if there are any out-of-the-ordinary or weird behaviors."

"That makes sense, I agree!"

"Agreed!"

"Agreed!"

"Agree ......"

Seeing that the various administrators of the Tree of Omniscience had no objections, Dr. Kloba concluded, "Then settle it as it is, little Robin, and the old man will inform her." ”