Actually, no matter what was said, Song Yan seemed quite interested, but she had a heavy feeling in her heart.
It's about suturing and Da Mei's condition.
Finally, it got dark, and Song Yan went to find Lao Han and the others. Song Yan gave them wool insoles and wool knee pads. These two items were so small that no one could see them while they were in use. It was the most thoughtful gift. They were all found on the black market.
When the child's illness was mentioned, everyone became serious.
Song Yan explained the results of his pulse diagnosis. Old Han's diagnosis was the same; he hadn't found anything seriously wrong. But the child's emaciated appearance made him look like an old man on his last legs.
The illnesses of the two children are too strange.
Old Han wanted to find the cause of his two children's illnesses. Both children fell ill at the same time, and their symptoms were identical. Therefore, they must have the same underlying cause. Old Han meticulously inquired about their lifestyles, even examining their food and kitchen utensils. He found nothing unusual.
Besides the two children, there's also Sister-in-law Cheng's health. It's fair to say that five lives in this family are hanging by a thread.
Old Han had never encountered anything like this in his decades of medical practice.
"These two children have never had any serious illnesses since they were little. The only thing that happened was when they fell into the water. Sister-in-law Cheng said that after they fell into the water, they found that the children didn't want to eat. They were rescued after falling into the water, so they shouldn't have any serious problems. They were frightened, but after taking some calming food, they were fine." Old Han was also very worried.
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What kind of strange disease is this?
There's been no good news since I got back. Sigh, I haven't even shared the gifts I brought back.
Song Yan went back and forced a smile, taking out the sweater and trousers she had bought for her mother-in-law, the fountain pen for Xiaoxiao, and the children's books one by one...
Song Yan lay on the kang (a heated brick bed) unable to sleep. What illness did those two children have? It was just a fall into the water; could it really cause such long-term effects…?
Song Yan was really annoyed, so he went into the space to stay for a while.
The vibrant atmosphere of the space helped to alleviate some of the gloom in Song Yan's heart.
Song Yan reached his hand into the babbling water…spring water…the second spring…
Suddenly, Song Yan remembered the old man's words.
"No one may be brought into this space until a second spring appears, or they will surely die."
Both Shuanzhu and Da Mei entered the space when they fell into the water...
Song Yan's body trembled uncontrollably. She hadn't even thought about it when the old man said those words.
"Old man, old man, can you hear me? Are those two children really beyond saving?"
Only Song Yan's voice could be heard in the room!
Song Yan couldn't help but burst into tears.
Since saving the two children, the Cheng family, especially Cheng's eldest brother and sister-in-law, have regarded her as their benefactor. She has always received their care and love.
In fact, he had harmed this family.
If the two children hadn't survived, Sister-in-law Cheng would have recovered by now. And if she had discovered she was pregnant, it would have helped ease the pain of losing her son and daughter.
It wouldn't be like this now. I'm pregnant. I live in constant fear. Now it's like five lives are intertwined…
What should we do? What should we do?
Crying is simply a way to release negative emotions. After crying, you must face everything with strength. No matter how much you cry, the sun will still rise the next day.
First of all, I always act with the intention of saving lives, and I have never thought of harming anyone.
So don't feel guilty right now, it doesn't solve anything.
I'm the only one who knows the cause of the illness. If I don't do something about it, those two children will have no hope at all.
Song Yan gave herself positive self-talk, holding back the tears that kept welling up. She washed her face with cool spring water...
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