He Yingxue's mind was in a mess, afraid of helplessness and panic, she subconsciously curled herself into a ball, and there was no way to digest such news for a while. Li Zifeng hugged her distressedly, she pushed him away in horror, and her voice trembled: "Yes...... I'm sorry. ”

"Xiaoxue, I'm Brother Zifeng, don't be afraid, I'll always be with you."

He Yingxue glanced at the worry on his face, lowered her eyes and whispered, "Thank you, I want to go home." ”

Li Zifeng watched her lock herself up, anxious and annoyed, no matter how strong she was, she was only eighteen years old after all, even if she was herself, she might not be able to accept it calmly, let alone her. Softly coaxed her and said, "Okay, I'll take you back." ”

When she got home, He Yingxue entered the big bedroom and turned to Li Zifeng and said, "I want to stay alone for a while." Without waiting for his answer, he closed the door and locked it, and the action was done in one go. Li Zifeng stood anxiously at the door, not knowing whether to open the door in front of him.

He Yingxue walked to the computer desk, opened the computer drawer that had been locked, took out a bunch of letters, took out a yellowed A4 paper from the bottom, opened it and read it carefully, and then turned on the computer and typed "neurofibroma" in Baidu.

In the staff community of the hospital, everyone who left from He Yingxue's ward sat in Geng Zhongjun's living room.

Zhao Wen's loud voice narrowed slightly: "Zicong, what is the situation then, and what is the probability that Xue'er will get a brain tumor." ”

"I read He Xingxia's medical records, neurofibroma belongs to NFI, the genetic probability is 50%, not necessarily a brain tumor, it may also grow in other locations, the age of onset is 20 to 50 years old, the current medical conditions can not be completely cured, and there will be repeated attacks after treatment."

Zhao Qin choked up and said, "What will the girl do in the future?" Why did her dead ghost father get this disease, even if he was not good, he would drag down the child. ”

Zhao Wen frowned and drank: "Don't say this in front of Xue'er." ”

"Why can't I say it, my daughter, who was conceived and raised in October, is going to die one day because of an inexplicable genetic disease." Zhao Qin tugged at the clothes on her chest and couldn't help herself.

"What can't die, isn't that girl okay now!"

"You didn't hear what Zicong said, twenty to fifty years old, that girl is only eighteen now. From now on, I have to worry about her every day, not knowing that one day she will fall ill like her father, and then watch her die like her father and be powerless. ”

The more Zhao Qin spoke, the more uncomfortable she became, holding her chest and feeling a little out of breath, Geng Zhongjun hurriedly took out the first-aid kit and gave her a tranquilizer to make her fall asleep. With a long sigh, he said distressedly: "She guarded He Xingguo and watched him die, and the pain was something we couldn't understand." ”

Zhao Wen felt uncomfortable when he thought that his beloved niece would be dying on the hospital bed one day, not to mention Zhao Qin's biological mother.

Li Zifeng stood restless at the door of the bedroom, took out his mobile phone to call Zhao Qin, and it was Geng Zhongjun who answered the phone.

"Zifeng, is Yingxue okay?"

"It's not good, we're at home now, she's locked herself in the bedroom, I want to ask where is the key to the bedroom door?"

"In the drawer on the right-hand side of the TV cabinet, how did you get back?"

Li Zifeng replied while looking for the key: "After she knew the reason for today's inspection, she offered to come back, saying that she wanted to stay alone for a while and went into the bedroom." ”

Geng Zhongjun was silent for a while before he spoke: "Is she in the big bedroom?" ”

"Yes."

"The computer desk had a locked drawer with a lot of important things for her, including a copy of her dad's pathology exam."

"You mean she came back looking for that? She was wondering about the condition and morbidity! ”

"It should be, give her fifteen minutes, and you can go in again after fifteen minutes, not more than fifteen minutes, and your Uncle Zhao and Zicong will bring tranquilizers over immediately."

Li Zifeng's heart jumped, and he asked in a trembling voice, "What does that mean?" ”

"Yingxue's father and aunt have neurofibroma, the direct heritability of this tumor is 50%, and your aunt can't accept this result, let alone Yingxue herself."

Li Zifeng hurriedly opened the bedroom door, He Yingxue curled up in the computer chair, he walked forward softly, the computer page just stayed at the end, and a row of dazzling words came into view: This disease is an autosomal dominant disease, and 50% of its children may develop the disease, so sterilization should be considered.

He Yingxue curled up in the chair with her hands on her knees, her mind blank. Li Zifeng cautiously approached her, seeing her unfocused pale face, his trembling hand showed the fear in his heart, and he carefully reached out to hold her hand. He Yingxue looked at him blankly and said in a trembling voice: "I have an irregular ** in my body." "Tears dripped unconsciously.

"Xiaoxue is here, I will always be with you." Li Zifeng wiped her tears in distress.

"What am I doing wrong? Why me? Why do you do this to me? ”

"Xiaoxue, it's not your fault, you didn't do anything wrong."

He Yingxue pushed him away hard, jumped off the chair and retreated to the corner uneasily, shrunk her whole person into the corner, and muttered to herself in a trance: "I didn't do anything wrong, why did I do this to me, take away my dad and snatch my mom, and now I don't even let go of my body." ”

Li Zifeng was firmly packed on the computer desk, and a big bag immediately rose on the back of his head, he stepped forward cautiously again regardless of the pain, only to see her shrink her body in a panic in a panic, and stopped two steps away from her, not daring to approach.

Zhao Wen and Huang Zicong rushed over, their heads were full of sweat in the winter, and when they entered the door and saw Li Zifeng's reddened eyes, Huang Zicong finally understood why the little uncle would accept him.

"Uncle Zhao, Zicong, Xiaoxue is in the room, her eyes are unfocused, she has been crying silently, and as soon as she gets close to her, she will reflect the intense contraction of her body."

Huang Zicong glanced at He Yingxue in the corner of the wall and sighed and said, "Let her sleep quietly, if she continues like this, the cold will get worse." ”

Li Zifeng nodded and stepped forward to hug He Yingxue, she was about to struggle subconsciously, Zhao Wen hurriedly stepped forward to help, Huang Zicong quickly pulled her hand and pierced the tranquilizer into it, He Yingxue screamed in despair and fell asleep.

Zhao Wen looked at his niece who was full of tears and didn't want to speak, his heart throbbed for a while, and he finally felt a little better when he saw Li Zifeng taking care of her like a treasure, and explained in a loud voice: "Her mother was emotional and slept with a tranquilizer just now, and your Uncle Geng couldn't leave to take care of her." ”

Li Zifeng carefully put her on the bed, sighed and said, "I understand, Xiaoxue shouldn't want to stay in the hospital now, can you bring some of the medicine she wants to use." ”