The autumn wind blows and the weather gets cooler.

Ye Linlang was particularly worried that her two children, Xiao Tianxin and Xiao Xinghai, would catch a cold due to the weather.

Before going to work every day, I have to remind the nanny who takes care of the children to add or take off clothes for the children in time.

Little Sweetheart and Little Xinghai are the apple of the Ye family's eye. No matter what they eat or use, they always use the best.

While other children were crawling around in open-crotch pants, these two children were wearing diapers, which were convenient and dry, and made it easier for the nanny to take care of them.

And it is precisely because of autumn that the pediatric department of the hospital has become extremely busy.

Sometimes, when the pediatrician is too busy, Ye Linlang will go to help with the outpatient clinic.

Ye Linlang is proficient in both traditional Chinese medicine and she will prescribe different medicines for each child based on their condition.

So even though Ye Linlang had only been seeing the pediatric department for a few days, and was there temporarily as a fill-in-the-blank, she had already gained a good reputation.

That day, Ye Linlang went to the pediatric clinic after receiving the diagnosis in her own clinic.

As soon as she sat down in the pediatric clinic, a parent came with a girl to see a doctor.

"Doctor, can you take a look at my daughter? What's wrong with her? She's been falling down a lot lately, and her face is bruised and swollen."

The girl was about ten years old, dressed neatly and wearing a red scarf. It was obvious that she had just come from school.

"Please sit down."

The girl sat in front of Ye Linlang, and Ye Linlang gestured for the girl to put her hand on the pulse pillow.

The girl's mother looked at her worriedly.

Ye Linlang examined the girl carefully.

"She needs further examinations. It's too late today to finish them. I'll write you a prescription. Bring the child in for an examination tomorrow morning. After the examination, bring her to the surgery department during work this afternoon. I'll show you the report."

The girl's mother nodded.

"Thank you, doctor," he said gratefully.

Ye Linlang smiled lightly and said, "You're welcome."

The girl and her mother left the pediatric clinic.

The pediatric intern handed Ye Linlang a bright yellow orange and said, "Doctor Ye, I don't think the girl is sick!"

For a pediatric intern, falling while walking is not a big deal.

It is possible that the little girl accidentally tripped while walking.

"He is ill. Based on my preliminary diagnosis, it is very likely ALS."

The pediatric intern asked in surprise, "What is ALS?"

Ye Linlang said, "This is just my preliminary diagnosis. I'll tell you in detail after tomorrow's medical report comes out."

The pediatric intern murmured to herself, she knew Ye Linlang's medical skills.

Generally speaking, if Dr. Ye says a disease is serious, it is most likely that disease.

It's ninety-nine percent accurate.

"Can it be cured?"

Ye Linlang took a deep breath and said softly, "ALS is a terminal illness."

Terminal illness!

The pediatric intern's heart suddenly sank.

That little girl just now was so cute and well-behaved. If she had a terminal illness...

With a "bang", the door of the clinic was pushed open by the mother of the girl just now.

The girl's mother stood at the door of the clinic with a pale face. Her legs felt heavy as if they were filled with lead and she couldn't take a step.

The pediatric intern looked at Ye Linlang somewhat helplessly, as if asking, Doctor Ye, what should we do now?

"Doctor Ye, my daughter...she...is it really impossible to cure her?"