At this time, a little girl on the stall attracted Yu Jingzhe's attention.
The little girl is sitting in a wheelchair with a stall in front of her. There are some jade ornaments and headgear on the stall.
Next to him was a man in his thirties. In front of him was a laptop computer, and he was concentrating on it.
It can be seen that this is a father and daughter. The booth belongs to them, but the man has been knocking on the computer with his head down. The booth is basically taken care of by a little girl.
The little girl has been sitting in a wheelchair, did not stand up at all, in Jingzhe subconsciously looked at her legs.
"Uncle, do you want flowers? There are flowers here. "
At this time, the little girl saw the trance of Yu Jingzhe, smart Lingli she immediately sweet voice.
"Oh, good. How much is it?" As a result, Yu Jingzhe agreed and asked about the price.
"Twenty one." The little girl said with a sweet smile.
"Then give me ten." Yu Jingzhe smiles and hands over two hundred Wu bills.
"Yes, thank you, uncle." With a sweet smile, the little girl skillfully wrapped the flowers and handed them up.
"Here you are." Yu Jingzhe takes the flowers from the little girl and hands them directly to Chen Tingting.
"Thank you." Chen Tingting Leng Leng, and then too Jingzhe hands of the flowers, she asked some uncertain, "why do you want to send me flowers?"
"Well It's just that I suddenly thought of giving you flowers. " Yu Jingzhe scratched his head and said.
"It's not easy for you to see the little girl." Even if yu Jingzhe doesn't say it, Chen Tingting can see it.
"She's not easy. She's still so small..." In Jingzhe's eyes, a touch of complexity flashed.
"Then wrap up the stall." Chen Tingting smiles. She steps forward and says, "little sister, I want all the things in this stall. Here's the money."
Chen Tingting said and handed over a pile of money.
"Sister," the little girl hesitated, "you can't use so much money. A few hundred yuan is enough."
"Nothing. Take the rest and buy some stationery." Chen Tingting said.
"No, my father taught me that I can't do anything." Chen Ting's little girl shook her head.
Two people are talking here, the girl's father has been low head in fiddling with the notebook, did not realize what happened here.
"Dad, stop it." The little girl called at him.
"Ah, there are guests, two. What can I do for you?" Until this time, the man suddenly woke up like a dream, closed the computer, stood up and asked the two guests in front of him.
"We've packed the things in this stall. Here's the money. In addition, how old is the little girl? Do you want her to help you set up a stall here? Doesn't she have to go to school? Where's her mother? " Chen Ting frowned and asked several questions.
"Her mother is quite busy at work. Today Sunday, I came out to earn some pocket money and took her with me." The man said awkwardly.
"Is this your daughter?" Yu Jingzhe asked.
"Yes." The man replied quickly.
"Her legs cost a lot of money." Yu Jingzhe looked at the little girl's leg and said.
"It cost a lot of money, otherwise my wife and I would not be so desperate to make money." At the mention of this, the man's face is a little gloomy.
"Can a disease like this be cured?" Chen Tingting looked at the little girl with some pity and said.
"It can be cured, but not in China. She still needs to transplant hematopoietic stem cells." The man explained.
"Dad, I can stand up, can't I?" The little girl raised her head and asked, blinking her big eyes.
"Yes, of course, you can stand up, Huahua. Your greatest ideal is to be a dancer. Mom and dad will certainly try to make you stand up." Some of the men's eyes are red, and some of them are forced to smile.
"Do you like dancing? Chen Tingting squatted down and came to the little girl's side.
"Yes, I like dancing since I was a child. My ideal is to be a dancer, just like Michael Jackson." The little girl said seriously.
"Well, your ideal will come true, Chen Tingting smiles." She turned and said, "if you go abroad, how sure are you?"
"Less than 40% of the patients have this disease, which is very rare." The man some sad answer.
"Your daughter's leg is a congenital cartilage disease caused by insufficient hematopoietic function. Although there are statements about hematopoietic stem cells in foreign countries, they are only in the theoretical stage. They are in the experimental stage now. Are you sure you want to take your daughter to do the experiment?" Yu Jingzhe said suddenly.
The man's face changed. He couldn't believe what Yu Jingzhe said. He shook his head hard. "No way, this is what the experts in the Central Hospital said to me. He also said that if I want to go, help me contact. As long as I have enough money, I can go for treatment."
"He lied to you." Yu Jingzhe said firmly: "now the foreign medical association does have this kind of hematopoietic stem cell transplantation method, but because it is an experimental stage, so as long as you want to go, you can go at any time, and their everything is free, because they are doing experiments with these patients, not only without money, but also with compensation.""I know that their assurance is less than 3%. The doctor who suggests you go and ask for money has benefited from two aspects. Your money will go into his pocket. Similarly, because he introduces people to do experiments in foreign countries, the Medical Association will also give him an intermediary fee." Yu Jingzhe spoke slowly.
"No way It's impossible Some men can't accept this fact.
"Would you rather be cheated than accept it? Less than 3% sure, if you really go, once you fail, your daughter will not be able to stand up in her whole life. " Yu Jingzhe tells the truth.
"But do I have another choice now?" The man is silent, this kind of cartilage disease no matter where there is no good way, they in order to cure their daughter, almost all the savings at home spent.
"Maybe you can try Chinese medicine." Yu Jingzhe suggested.
"Traditional Chinese medicine?" The man shook his head like a drum. "Are you kidding? This is a worldwide problem. I once took my daughter to DIDU to find some famous experts in China. They didn't have a good way. Can traditional Chinese medicine treat this disease?"
The words are full of doubts.
"If it can be cured." Yu Jingzhe said.
"No way." The man said firmly, "this disease can't be cured only by TCM."
"Everything is not absolute. I am a traditional Chinese medicine. For western medicine, this kind of disease may be incurable, but for a real traditional Chinese medicine, it is not difficult at all. If you believe me, I can try it." Yu Jingzhe said sincerely.
"Who are you, Chinese medicine?" The man looks at Yu Jingzhe in surprise. He can't recover for a while. Yu Jingzhe is too young. Don't say he doesn't believe that traditional Chinese medicine can cure this disease. Even if he believes in traditional Chinese medicine, he doesn't believe that there will be such a young Chinese medicine.