Chapter 90: The Truth

Poplar took a deep breath and straightened up, standing up as he had done during the flag-raising salute, his chest puffed out, his hands hanging at his sides and pressed against his trousers.

"Dr. Cheng, I would like to ask you to tell me frankly about my condition, don't worry, I just want to know the truth and how much time I have left to be conscious."

"Poplar, mental illness is not 100% genetic."

"But ......" Cheng Chenhao interrupted anxiously before he finished speaking, "My dad said that my situation is exactly the same as my grandmother's every illness, Dr. Cheng, please tell me the truth, I want to read more books in my sober time." ”

Cheng Chenhao's tall body shook slightly, and he saw in Yang Shu's eyes that he had vowed to fight hard.

"Go and call your dad over, some things are better known to adults."

Yang Shu didn't want Yang Weimin to worry, but Tao Yuchen had already shouted very "annoyingly".

"Please, Poplar Daddy."

"Annoying" playfully stuck out his tongue, and the quirky appearance only relieved the poplar's anxious mood.

Yang Weimin moved a few small benches, and beckoned Cheng Chenhao and his family to sit down, with an apologetic face.

"I'm sorry, I don't even have a decent table at home, and I've wronged the two of you."

"It's okay, can you tell us what's going on with Grandma Poplar?" In order not to let Yang Weimin blame himself so much, Tao Yuchen hurriedly interrupted.

"Actually, the child's grandmother is a foreigner, and she didn't know what happened to our village decades ago, and my father was still fighting singles at that time, so he took her in, and then there was me, and then my mother ran away in a few years, and she hasn't been found back yet."

Yang Weimin was embarrassed because it was very immoral to say.

The villagers said that his mother was a very young madwoman, estimated to be in her early twenties, but his father was in his forties at the time.

An old bachelor took advantage of the danger of others, Yang Weimin was blinded by the villagers since he could remember, and when he grew up, his family was poor and had a bad reputation, and in the end he could only marry a deaf and dumb daughter-in-law.

But this is his father's retribution for his sin, Yang Weimin admits it, but he can't retribution on him! Yang Weimin's heart was dripping blood.

"Did anything happen to Poplar's mother when she gave birth to him?"

Cheng Chenhao still doesn't think that epilepsy is a hereditary neuropathy, and he is actively looking for the cause.

Yang Weimin was so excited that he stood up directly.

"Doctor Cheng, you are really a miracle doctor! That's right, it didn't go well when he gave birth to poplars, because his mother couldn't speak, and he fell to the ground with a stomachache during the seizure, and when I found out, it hurt so much that there was no blood on his face. ”

"And the amniotic water is broken, and I didn't have time to go to the health center to give birth at home, but the child couldn't get down for a day and a night, so I went to invite Mrs. Fang from Wuliupo to deliver the baby."

That experience seems to be just yesterday, and Yang Weimin is still scared.

Cheng Chenhao continued to ask: "Since it is a difficult birth, has the child been suffocated since birth?" ”

"Yes, yes, yes, his face was purple, he couldn't feel his breath under his nose with his hand, Mrs. Fang hit her ass and slapped it on the soles of her feet, and it took a long time to cry, Doctor Cheng, why do you even know this, what a miracle doctor!"

Cheng Chenhao ignored Yang Weimin's frenzied frenzy, but turned his gaze to Yang Shu, with deep eyes and a serious expression.

"I don't think your epilepsy is genetic, first of all, we don't know for the time being whether your grandmother's mental disorder is congenital or induced by strong stimulation."

"Secondly, judging from your symptoms, which are like epilepsy caused by minor brain damage caused by perinatal hypoxia, Poplar, I assure you from the professional point of view of a doctor that the probability of you getting hereditary psychosis is very low, almost negligible."

Finally, the tears that Yang Shu had been holding back came out of his eyes, and he threw himself into Yang Weimin's arms and cried, finally like a child.

The children of the poor are in charge of the house early, but the sensible children have not had a happy childhood, which is too distressing.

In the future, she and Cheng Chenhao have children, no matter boys and girls, they are all spoiled by the sky, if anyone dares to say that she is doting, her head will be crooked!

Thinking about it, his eyes changed when he looked at Cheng Chenhao.

Cheng Chenhao actually understood the meaning in Tao Yuchen's eyes in seconds, his ears were hot, his eyebrows shrugged, and his eyes signaled her not to make trouble.

Tao Yuchen, who succeeded in his treacherous plan, lowered his head and snickered, and Yang Shu cried a lot and finally calmed down.

"Sister Xiao Tao, Doctor Cheng, thank you, I will definitely work harder in the future and repay you when I grow up."

Poplar bowed ninety degrees again, this time pulling his father.

Cheng Chenhao did not refuse, but let Yang Weimin and his son express their gratitude, and did not pat Yang Shu's shoulder until they straightened up again.

"It is very important to study well, but the body is the capital of the plan, to strengthen exercise, the combination of work and rest can be the most scientific learning method, I will write down the exercise method to prevent pediatric seizures, and you will strengthen exercise every day in the future, and pay attention to the combination of work and rest when studying."

"Doctor Cheng, I remember." Although the poplar tree does not talk much, he is very polite.

Then Cheng Chenhao went into the house to clean up the bedsores for Grandpa Yangshu, at this time it was already dark, and Yangshu's mother was cooking on the fire in the house, and their family did not have a separate kitchen, but built a small earthen stove under the eaves.

Tao Yuchen accompanied Yang Shu to do his homework in the house, and his room was equipped with the only light bulb in their house, because he was distressed about the high cost of electricity, and he was usually reluctant to turn it on.

"Is my sister thirsty? Shall I pour you another glass of water? Poplar put down the textbook and turned his head with a shy expression.

Tao Yuchen smiled and shook his head, "I drank it just now, my sister is not thirsty." ”

Get up and walk around at will, the most in this room are books, and they are all tattered old books, all kinds of them, there are all kinds of types, it is estimated that Chen Hao's father specially found it for him in order to enrich the knowledge of Yang Shu

Tao Yuchen walked to the desk where he was missing a leg and propped up by a thick branch, but he was surprised to find it.

"Huh? Isn't it only the sixth grade this year, why have you already started reading books in the third year of junior high school? ”

"I learned relatively quickly, I finished the textbooks of primary school in the second grade, and I began to learn the content of junior high school in the third grade.

"Oh my God! Yang Shu, you are a genius student! ”

Tao Yuchen was so excited that both eyes were shining, and he laughed happily with two deep dimples, and gave a thumbs up on the spot.

"It's amazing, I only know that you have a good academic performance, and you are a good helper for teachers in school, but I didn't expect you to be a prodigy! So have you ever considered skipping a grade? ”

"Sister, what do you mean by skipping a grade?"

"For example, if you don't graduate from primary school this year, you should go to the first year of junior high school, apply to the teacher and the school, and pass the corresponding exams, you can go directly to the second or third year of junior high school!"

Tao Yuchen was very excited, Yang Shu's talent should not be buried, of course, she also put forward a rational suggestion in addition to being excited.

"But this matter still depends on what the school and the teacher say, you can ask Teacher Cheng's opinion first, and then discuss with the school after entering junior high school, and then come to my sister if you need help!"

"Sister Xiao Tao, you, Doctor Cheng, and Teacher Cheng, you are all good people."

Yang Shu is grateful, and he remembers the Cheng family's love for him.

Soon, the emaciated poplar mother ran into the room to make a gesture.

"Sister, my mother has cooked, let's go eat!"

There was a makeshift dining table in the hall, with broken bricks underneath, an old door panel on the table, and two large bowls on the table containing the most precious grain of the Poplar family: dried noodles.

Somen noodles are something that poplars can only eat every year when they have a birthday or are sick and have a fever.

In order to entertain Cheng Chenhao and the two of them, Yang Weimin quietly went to another house just now to borrow two eggs, which were nested into droplets and covered the noodles with a few small green vegetables.

There was a little bit of oil in the soup, probably a few drops of sesame oil.

"Yang Shu, quickly beckon Dr. Cheng and Comrade Xiao Tao to sit down and eat!"

Yang Weimin likes to rub his hands in the clothes when he is nervous, and Yang Shu's mother grinned innocently, bending over and constantly gesturing in the posture of "please".

Poplar is embarrassed, but more guilty.

"Doctor Cheng, Sister Xiao Tao, I'm really sorry, you came all the way to see my grandfather and me, but we don't have anything good to entertain you at home. These two bowls of noodles are my mother's heart, please don't dislike them. ”

"No, no, egg and vegetable noodles, how good!"

Tao Yuchen smiled and wanted to resolve the embarrassment of the Yang family, but an old dragon bell voice came from the back room.

"I also want to eat egg and green vegetable noodles, you people who have no conscience, don't give me good food while I'm paralyzed in bed!"

"Dad, don't talk nonsense......"

Yang Weimin was so embarrassed that he couldn't find a crack in the ground to get into, but the old man was still messing around.

"You unfilial thing, take care of your son, and say that he is studying and that he is growing his body, and everything delicious is close to him! I don't care, if you don't give me egg noodles today, let the people in the village judge it! ”

This emphasizes that when you hear it, you are an old scoundrel, no wonder it will dominate the delirious young woman!

Yang Weimin also arrived home honestly, and he was scolded so much that he couldn't do anything.

Tao Yuchen was so angry that Cheng Chenhao didn't say a word, he bent down and picked up the sea bowl and turned around and entered the back room, and he didn't know what to say to the old man, and soon the shouting stopped.

"Look at this trouble, my father is old and confused, don't be surprised by Dr. Cheng, you sit down, I'll go out."

In any case, there was no reason to make the guests hungry, Yang Weimin racked his brains to think of who else could go to borrow two more handfuls of noodles, and Cheng Chenhao raised his hand to stop him.

"Uncle, don't be busy, I'm not such a particular person, we can eat whatever we want, it's not early, and we have to hurry back after eating."