"Baby, you see a lot of people here, don't you?"

Shiyou looked up, then lowered his head and played with his fingers.

Ou Yuenan is helpless, autistic children are like this, more often immersed in their own world, no response to the outside world.

Fortunately, Shiyou's situation is relatively light, and he is still responsive to the external voice. Sometimes when he is in a good mood, he will mumble and say a few words. He is not totally indifferent to people, but more often he is immersed in his own world.

This, ou Yuenan already very happy.

Although Shiyou is not five years old, at least he has thirty Jin. Ou Yuenan holds him for a while, and feels that his arm is going to be sore. "Baby, can you come down and walk by yourself?"

When you looked up at her, suddenly put out his hand around her neck.

He didn't want to.

Ouyuenan some helpless, as long as change a hand, hold him.

Li Xinlu had long known that she had asked Li Xinlu to follow him. Now Shiyou is very clingy. She always holds him like this. She can't bear it. Shiyou is not willing to contact strangers, especially when there are many people.

There are many patients who come to consult with well-known experts. Because of their help in the morning, they delayed a little time, so that the registration was relatively late.

She pressed down the brim of Shiyou's hat, and then squatted down to let him sit on his legs, so as not to be too tired.

She's still a little worried.

After all, this is Huo Mingyang's hospital. Shi Xiao is sure to come here as long as he goes to the hospital from small to large. In addition, Shi Xiao and Shi you are very similar. She is afraid that someone will recognize him.

"How old is your baby?"

Around her parents and her chat up, she looked up, "four years old and six months old."

“……”

Near noon, ou Yuenan was on the line.

The expert is a kind, middle-aged man who looks like he is 40 or 50 years old.

He took the initiative to talk to Shi you, "Hello, little friend. How old are you?"

Shi you looked up at him, then lowered his head and continued to play with his fingers.

The doctor bowed his head and wrote something. Then he took out a small toy from his pocket and shook it in front of Shiyou. Shiyou's attention was attracted. But he just looked at the toy without any intention.

"At what age did you find something wrong with your child?"

"Two years old." Ou Yuenan said quickly, "he said very early. At the beginning, he would call Mommy, he would say some simple words, and he played very well with children. When he was two years old, other children would talk more, but my son began not to speak. He played with children and often squatted in the corner."

Finally, she added, "my son was born five weeks prematurely and stayed in the incubator for a long time. In the past treatment, the doctor said it was related to premature delivery."

The doctor nodded and quickly wrote something on the paper.

"Your son is much better than the children in front of him. He is responsive to the outside world and can listen to others..."

Twenty minutes later, ou Yuenan takes Shiyou to leave.

At the same time, in the dean's office.

"Big brother Cheng." Huo Mingyang took the initiative to stand up and shake hands with the middle-aged man, "it's not easy for you to come to our hospital."

The middle-aged man shook hands with him and then focused on the other side, "is this?"

"Oh, my son and my grandson."

Nanjing Qian quickly stood up, holding Shixiao up, came to shake hands with him, "Hello, uncle."

"Hello, it's familiar."

Huo Mingyang said with a smile, "of course, I am familiar with it. I was a well-known film and television star a few years ago, and now he is a famous entrepreneur. Oh, yes, the prince of Nanjia used to be him. I remember I told you that before."

"Shixiao, it's called grandfather."

"Hello, Grandpa Cheng."

When Xiao twisted small face son to see him, bared small white tooth to smile.

He frowned, staring at Shixiao, looked at his clothes, hair style, and then looked at nanjingqian, thought it was impossible, but it was too similar!

"How many sons do you have

Nan Jing Qian a Leng, eyelashes moved, "two."

As soon as the middle-aged man wanted to talk again, he heard Huo Mingyang ask, "brother Cheng, what's the matter? Why do you ask that? "

"Just now, the last patient I received in the morning was very similar to the child. \"

Huo Mingyang and Nan Jingqian looked at each other, and he quickly asked," do you mean they look like Shi Xiao? "

The middle-aged man looked at Xiao again and nodded, "well, in addition to the different hairstyles, there is that the child is a little thin. Just now I almost thought I saw that child again."

"What is the child's name?" Nanjingqian asked in a hurry.

"Li you. The case says four years old. "

Smell speech, the South Jing Qian on the face all of a sudden infected with disappointment.Not Shiyou. Shiyou is four years old and six months old.

Seeing that he was in such a hurry, Dr. Cheng said everything he knew, "the child had mild autism, and was born five weeks prematurely..."

Smell speech, South Jing Qian's eyes suddenly lit up again.

Five weeks premature

Huo Mingyang quickly said, "that child's case that? Come and have a look. "

Ten minutes later.

Nan Jingqian quickly browses the child's case, Li you, Guardian: mother Li Xinlu, age 4, mild Autism

"How do I think it's Shiyou and Nannan! \"

nanjingqian's throat knot slides up and down for a moment, and his voice trembles, "I think so."

There is also a word "you" in the child's name, and she was born five weeks prematurely. Although many information can't match the number, if Nannan is really Nannan, she will not use her real name when she comes to the hospital. She is afraid of being recognized.

He took out his mobile phone, found out the photo of Ou Yuenan and said, "Uncle Cheng, you can see if it's this woman. \"

" a little bit like that, the woman looks young, but it's not long hair, it's short hair. \"

" are you sure it's a bit like? "

"Yes, like, it's just thinner than the picture, or short hair."

Nanjingqian and Huo Mingyang look at each other again, and they see ecstasy in each other's eyes.

Half an hour later, nanjingqian again saw the small figure in the monitoring room.

She holds a boy in her arms. The boy is wearing a hat. He can't see his face clearly. But when she registered, the camera is just facing her face. Nan Jingqian can see clearly that is Ou Yuenan.

His hand is busy to disturb Xi Muyan to dial the telephone, the voice trembles very much.

"Mommy, Nannan is back in Jiangcheng..."

For a moment, the whole Nanjia was in a mess.

On the one hand, he is happy for Nannan to come back with the child, on the other hand, he is worried and angry because of the child's illness.

"It's home. Why doesn't she come back?"

Xi Muyan held his grandson in his arms and wiped his tears as he said, "it's not easy for her to take a sick child with her as a woman. Do you think she's angry and doesn't want to go back to the south!"

When Xiao see grandma cry, suddenly some uneasiness.

"Grandma."