The Ghost Hand Doctor was waiting at the gate when he saw the two brothers holding hands and couldn't tell them apart for a moment.
Eleven saw through him at a glance and said, "Grandpa, I am Eleven, and this is my younger brother, Twelve."
The Miracle Doctor with the Ghostly Hands: "..."
"Your mommy told me on the phone that his name is Xiao Jiu." The Ghost Hand Doctor looked at Xiao Jiu with heartache.
"Twelve sounds better, but Nine doesn't."
Zheng's mother was so happy that she burst into tears. "Let's go inside first, and we'll talk inside."
As soon as they entered the house, Eleven took Xiao Jiu's hand and led her upstairs. "Little brother, I'll show you your room!"
Qiao Wanwan gestured for Qin Shujun to sit down, "Have some water first, my master will take your pulse in a little while."
Qin Shujun nodded, "Thank you for your trouble."
The legendary doctor took her pulse and said something similar to what Qiao Wanwan had said: "This is a congenital illness that's difficult to treat, otherwise it wouldn't have dragged on until now. But I can see that you've been taking good care of yourself."
"Yes," Qin Shujun said. "My family is well-off, and I was well taken care of since I was a child. After I got married, my husband also treated me very well."
"My health was okay at first, but it started to decline after I got pregnant and gave birth."
"Foolish!" the Ghost Hand Doctor scolded helplessly, "Didn't a doctor tell you that your physical condition doesn't allow you to have children?"
“I told him, but I really wanted it. My husband and I loved each other very much. People who love each other naturally dream of having a child, so I risked having the baby, but…” Qin Shujun sobbed uncontrollably, “It was my fault. If I hadn’t had the child, it wouldn’t have died before it was 100 days old. If I had known this would happen, I would never have had the baby.”
“After my child left, I developed depression and was in a daze every day. Later, it got worse and worse and developed into a mental illness. I felt that my child was still alive and believed that he had been stolen. I kept making a fuss about going out to look for my child.”
“My husband had no choice but to go along with me and search for the child everywhere. My sleep schedule is messed up, and I often get up in the middle of the night to look for the child. The day I met Xiao Jiu, I also got up in the middle of the night and went out. I saw a swaddled baby at the entrance of the orphanage. We got out of the car and saw that it was a child. I was convinced that it was my child and I was very excited. To calm me down, my husband didn’t knock on the orphanage door but just took the child away…”
Qiao Wanwan suddenly realized, "So that's how it is."
Qin Shujun wiped away her tears. "Since I had Xiao Jiu, my emotions have become much more stable. With the help of medication, I have slowly recovered. After my mind cleared up, I still found it hard to accept that my child had died. Fortunately, Xiao Jiu was there. He healed me. Without him, I would have either died or gone mad."
Seeing this pitiful woman who had lost both her child and her husband, Qiao Wanwan felt incredibly sorry for her. "Master, do you have any treatment options?"
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