The Yanjing Public Medical Center is one of the leading medical institutions in China, and the achievements of its experts and professors in the field of neuroscience are internationally renowned, making many patients come to the hospital from far and wide.

The middle-aged doctor pushed open the door of the psychiatric office, and inside sat the patient's family members who had been waiting for a long time.

"Dr. Xu, can my son's illness be cured?" a woman of about forty years old saw the doctor come in, stood up from her chair a little crampedly, and involuntarily clenched her medical records, and looked at the doctor with hopeful eyes.

The doctor took off the stethoscope on his chest, sat straight on the office chair, glanced at the test data he had just gotten and said: "I just did a comprehensive examination of your son, his illness is caused by severe intracranial trauma caused by abnormal brain function, complicated by severe depression, brain waves are very disordered, the peak is beyond ordinary people, I have encountered such a difficult patient for many years, the situation is not very optimistic, conventional treatment does not play much role." ”

"That's... Is there any other way to cure it?" asked the woman, "as long as it can be cured, no matter how much money it costs." ”

"Well... The specific treatment plan will have to be consulted by our specialists, but..."

The doctor looked at her slightly, and although the woman's clothes were very clean, the faded material could not hide its old age, and her yellowed face was wrinkled, and her hands were rough, and she was obviously a low-income laborer.

The doctor paused, "However, the cost of expert consultation is very high, and it is conservatively estimated that treatment plus hospitalization will cost at least three million, and it may not necessarily be cured, so I recommend prescribing some antidepressant drugs for conservative treatment."

"This is the list of medicines, you go to the window to pay the fee first, and then go to the pharmacy to get the medicine. The doctor tore up a slip, wrote a few lines at random and handed it to her, and raised his hand to signal that the consultation was over.

"Is that the same for the big hospitals?" muttered the woman, in a trance.

This is her last hope, in the past two years, she has traveled all over the country, large and small, and even the most out-of-the-way methods have been tried, but no work has been achieved. Now that even the best hospitals say there is no way, she feels a little desperate and walks down the aisle in a daze.

"It's all my mother's fault, if my mother can come up with three million, she will have a chance to cure your illness. The woman's eyes filled with tears in an instant, and she crouched against the wall and sobbed.

"Poor people still come to me to see a doctor, alas, it's been a long time since I have a fat sheep to fish for oil, and this month's dividends are a lot less than those guys. In the office, the doctor said indignantly, crumpled up the medical records, and threw them into the paper basket, thinking that the woman would not be able to make up three million.

"Are the family members of patient No. 43 there?" the young nurse in the laboratory called softly in the hallway.

"Here!" the woman hurriedly wiped away her tears and walked quickly towards the examination room.

Out of the laboratory came a thin young man in his early twenties, who did not look unusual from the outside, but his eyes were very hollow and dull, like wood and stone.

This is the woman's son, Jiang Ze, twenty-two years old, who has taken a leave of absence from school due to illness in his senior year.

"Ze'er, let's go home. ”

For his mother's call, his eyes did not fluctuate in the slightest, and they were as empty as usual.

The woman was accustomed to this, and took her son by the hand and walked away slowly.

"Well, let's hope he's all right. The little nurse silently blessed, looking at the mother and child who were staggering away and disappearing into the corridor.

She had just come to the hospital for an internship not long ago, and she had not yet had time to experience the warmth and coldness of human feelings, but as a doctor's assistant, she had a little understanding of the patient's situation.

On the train home, the woman unveiled the freshly soaked instant noodles, steamed, and handed them to her son, "Ze'er, eat something." ”

Jiang Zemu took it and ate it like a machine, like a puppet that had lost its soul.

Although the woman was also a little hungry at the moment, she tightened the bag in her arms, and thought, "Let's save some money for Ze'er's treatment, there are still ten hours to get home, and I will eat as much as I want when I get home." ”

The bag contained a large number of special drugs prescribed in the Yanjing Public Medical Center, a course of treatment of 20,000 yuan, which was almost the same as the prescription of an ordinary hospital, but the price was several times more expensive.

"If the hospital charges not so much, even if the house is sold, I must cure Ze'er. The woman rebuked herself.

She is not willing to give up the house, but the dilapidated house, at most, can be sold for 100,000 yuan, which is a drop in the bucket for 3 million.

She was tired and fell into her memories by leaning against the car window, but the bag containing the medicine in her arms did not relax in the slightest.

The woman's name was Ji Ru. At the age of twenty, he married Jiang Ze's father, and when Jiang Ze was three years old, a major mining accident occurred in the collapse of the coal mine where his father worked, killing more than a dozen miners, and his father was also one of the victims. The black-hearted coal boss saw that he had poked a big hole, and ran away with the money, without giving her mother and son any compensation, and the poor family had no support, which made it even worse.

At that time, Ji Ru was only twenty-three, still young and beautiful, and her relatives persuaded her to remarry, but the negotiation partner couldn't accept her taking Jiang Ze with her, so she finally decided to raise Jiang Ze alone.

Jiang Ze, who grew up under such conditions, has been very sensible since he was a child, has excellent academic performance, is very considerate of his mother, and helps his mother work when he comes home from school, as if he is someone else's child in everyone's mouth.

Jiang Ze lived up to expectations during the college entrance examination, and was admitted to Yenching Key University with excellent results, and a golden phoenix flew out of the small village, which was enviable.

Until that year, Jiang Ze collected data for his graduation thesis in his senior year, and went to Changyang Mountain with his friends for a travel expedition, and after coming back, he became what he is today.

Since then, he has never said a word, his eyes have become so empty, often sleep for a week, do not eat or drink, at first this look frightened Ji Ru, so he took him to the hospital for routine examination, in addition to the blood sugar is a little low, but also can not find any problems, everywhere to seek medical treatment to no avail, listen to the director of the city hospital to introduce the city B to seek medical treatment, but now it is also in vain.

Recalling Jiang Ze's obedient and sensible appearance when he was a child, Ji Ru also felt a little comforted in her heart.

"Mom!"

"Huh?" A call pulled Ji Ru back from her memories, and she looked at Jiang Ze with great surprise.

"Mom, I need to go to the toilet. ”

"It's on the side, you're so big, go by yourself, be careful, don't fall. ”

"Hmm. ”

Looking at Jiang Ze's still empty eyes, Ji Ru realized that it was the child in the back seat of Jiang Ze who was shouting just now, and the joy in her heart turned into a little loss.

On the speeding train, the scenery along the way flies by like a glimpse of light.

"Mom, look what kind of mountain it is, it's so high. The kid in the back seat asked.

"That's Changyang Mountain, in ancient times, Xingtian and the Yellow Emperor fought for the throne of the gods in this battle for 300 rounds, and finally the Yellow Emperor made a plan to cut off Xingtian's head and sealed the head here. Unexpectedly, Xingtian's eyes turned into angry eyes, using his navel as his mouth, and he continued to fight until he was exhausted. "The child's mother is obviously a literate person and answers the child patiently.

Looking at the child's longing eyes, the mother continued to tell with some pride, "From then on, Changyang Mountain was cloudy and gloomy, the blue sky was not open, and I heard the thunder roaring and echoing in the valley from time to time. It is said that it was the defeated hero Xingtian, who was not willing, and kept waving his weapons to fight the enemy. ”

"Wow, it's so powerful, isn't Xingtian more powerful than Ultraman. The child cheered.

"Of course, there are so many powerful characters in the mythology of our country that they can be written into a magnificent epic when they are picked out. The child's mother smiled and said, the heritage of China's traditional culture is not comparable to that projectile land.

The mother and the child in the back seat chatted with each other, and no one noticed Jiang Ze, who was sitting still, turned his head to look at the undulating Changyang Mountain in the distance, and a terrifying red glint flashed in his empty eyes.