You Will Be Mine!

Two hours of inspection is long and terrible.

Gu Qingshen sits quietly outside the examination room waiting for the result. The deep fear fills her whole body.

At four o'clock in the afternoon, the preliminary diagnosis finally came out. Suspected epilepsy, but can not be completely determined, first with drug conservative treatment, continuous observation and then do follow-up treatment.

"Epilepsy, how can you get epilepsy? He didn't have any symptoms before! How can we... " Gu Qingshen looked at the medical record book, tears kept flowing out.

She didn't know much about the disease, but she knew that the late stage of the disease was very harmful and it was difficult to cure it at one time.

Xiaoyou is still so small. He has such a long way to go in the future. How can he get this disease!

"His case is a case in point. I have checked the history of epilepsy in China. It is a sudden onset like him. Before that, he had no symptoms at all. Moreover, it was the first time that I saw him. In addition, CT results and EEG results were not consistent with those of common epilepsy patients. Therefore, we can not be completely sure now. However, Li Shao, you can rest assured, We have united with famous epilepsy doctors in China, and will do our best. "

"Doctor, you must save him." Gu Qingshen wants to keep calm, but as soon as he opens his mouth, the tears fall down.

Li Xincheng hugged her tightly. Although she didn't cry, her eyes were red.

That little guy is so smart and cute, how can he get this disease!

It must be Misdiagnosis.

When she came back to the ward, Xiaoyou had already woken up, and her eyes were a little dull. When she saw that her father was better than her mother, she weakly showed a sweet smile: "Mommy, Daddy..."

Gu Qingshen adjusted his mood and tried to change a smile. He said in a low voice, "Xiaoyou, you're so scared of mom and Dad!"

"Mommy, don't worry Don't be sad, I'll be ok... " Xiaoyou smiles innocently and lovingly.

Just that day the real smile, said that pale as paper face, let people more heartache.

"Well, you'll be fine." Gu Qingshen gently touched his forehead with a gentle tone: "sleep for a while?"

"Good." Little Youying said, closing his eyes obediently.

He's really tired.

In fact, since he fell into dizziness, he has not completely lost consciousness, or vaguely knows what happened to the people around him, that is, the whole person is dizzy and can't wake up.

Gu Qingshen was sitting beside the hospital bed, quietly accompanying him.

She was very sad, but she told herself that in front of the children, she must be strong, and she should be a strong mother.

Watching the infusion bottle drop by drop into the tube, her mood, as if also in a little bit of pain.

Li Xincheng quietly accompanied by her side, looking at the little man on the bed, unable to express the pain in his heart.

When the door of the ward was pushed open, Mr. Li rushed in. He was about to open his mouth. Gu Qingshen made a silent gesture to him, then pushed Li Xincheng and asked him to talk with him outside the ward.

Xiaoyou is asleep now. You can't quarrel with him.

Li Xincheng understood, stood up, went to the old man, and helped him out of the ward.

"How can you say that you are ill when you are ill? Or epilepsy? " When he heard the news, he almost recited it.

During this period of time, his relationship with his great grandson became more and more intimate. The clever little guy always made the old man very happy and loved him more and more. Who would have thought that he would be ill at this time.