"Dr. Ye...we were blind to your greatness, it was our fault, please don't take it to heart, you must save my son!"

As soon as Xiao Hu's mother entered the house, she knelt down, which startled Ye Qingqing, who quickly helped her up.

"Let's talk this out, don't do this."

Lin Shufang also helped to persuade her, and Xiao Hu's mother tearfully told them what had happened. It turned out that they had been intimidated by Lu Mo last night, and this morning they took their son to the hospital for a full physical examination, and also to check themselves.

The blood test results came back that afternoon. The couple didn't have any major problems, except for slightly high blood sugar and uric acid. The doctor advised them to eat more fruits and vegetables and less meat.

But his son, Xiaohu, has a big problem. The doctor diagnosed him with diabetes, and it's quite serious. Xiaohu may also have gout, which requires further examination, but it's almost certain.

Then the couple rushed to see a pediatric diabetes specialist. They couldn't understand what the specialist was saying, but they understood one sentence: if it couldn't be cured, it could develop into uremia, and then their son would be completely ruined, and he might not even be able to save his life.

Xiao Hu's mother was overwhelmed with grief and couldn't speak. She was mostly filled with self-blame because the expert's words were the same as Ye Qingqing's: Xiao Hu's health problems were caused by poor eating habits.

She was filled with deep regret; she had ruined her son's life!

Xiao Hu's father calmed down a bit, but his expression was still full of self-blame. However, he was more rational than his wife and knew that being anxious was useless. He had to find a way to cure his son, no matter how much it cost.

Moreover, he had inquired around the neighborhood and found that although Ye Qingqing didn't look like a doctor, her medical skills were very impressive. Many elderly people in the neighborhood had their old ailments cured by Ye Qingqing. Furthermore, Ye Qingqing could tell at a glance that their family had health problems without even taking their pulse, which showed that she was truly skilled.

Xiao Hu's father believed that Ye Qingqing could definitely cure his son. He didn't trust those experts; he only trusted Ye Qingqing.

"Dr. Ye, this is my son Xiaohu's medical report. The specialist said Xiaohu has diabetes and gout, and his condition is very serious. They also said it might develop into uremia in the future. I...I..."

Little Tiger's father couldn't continue speaking. Men don't easily shed tears, but now he was crying his heart out, trying hard not to make a sound, just sobbing and choking, which was even more heartbreaking to watch.

The chubby boy was still confused. At only six years old, he didn't understand why his parents were crying so sadly. He held his mother tightly with his chubby hands, wanting to comfort her, but he didn't know what to say. After a while, the chubby boy's tears also flowed down, and he cried with his mother.

Ye Qingqing took the thick stack of reports and looked at them carefully. In fact, Xiao Hu's physical functions were all problematic. His excessive obesity had affected his cardiopulmonary development and bone marrow development, and increased the burden on his kidneys. The experts had not lied to them; the consequences were indeed very serious.

"The experts didn't lie to you; Xiao Hu's condition is more serious than I thought."

Ye Qingqing spoke the truth. Xiao Hu's mother swayed, but fortunately, her father caught her. The couple looked even more grief-stricken.

"Don't be too anxious. It can be cured, but the process will be very difficult. You two can't slack off at all. I don't know if you can do it."

Ye Qingqing's words took an unexpected turn, instantly reviving the couple who had been in despair. They nodded with great joy, "Yes, definitely! As long as my son can get better, we'd even cut off our own flesh for him."