Chapter 1209

Hearing the sound, Doctor Zhang turned his head, saw Mo Lingyuan arrived, and hurriedly stepped aside, "Master, this child..."

"How is it?" Mo Lingyuan approached the edge of the bed, hugged Xiu'er into his arms, and stroked his little face: "Xiu'er, my Xiu'er, it's the father who is sorry for you, and the father did not protect you well."

This child had just gotten along with him, and it turned out like this.

If he had hugged him like this on weekdays, he would have laughed "giggle", holding his face, kissing him while yelling "Father, Daddy" non-stop.

Now, Xiu'er just leaned quietly in his arms, letting him hug her, without moving or saying a word.

If Mo Lingwei hadn't seen Xiu'er's face in pain and slapped Mo Lingyuan's too hard arm away, maybe Xiu'er would have been strangled to death by the impatient him.

Doctor Zhang lowered his head tremblingly: "Master, my little master probably saw something or heard something, and was stimulated to become like this..."

Mo Lingyuan's throat was choked, and his voice seemed to overflow from his larynx: "That is to say, Xiu'er will never speak in his life, and has become dumb?"

Doctor Zhang shook his head: "Not necessarily, the little master is still too young, only about two years old, as long as he forgets these things, gradually becomes more lively and cheerful, and eliminates the fear in his heart, maybe he will recover.

For such a young child, the memory is not very good, and the possibility of recovery is still very high, but it will take some time and effort.

Find some trustworthy people to accompany him more, take him out to play more, go to more lively places, and when he becomes interested in other things and forgets about the things that stimulated him, the chances of a complete recovery will be much greater.

One year or two, one day, he will come out by himself. "

An adult who is stimulated may not be able to get out of it in this life.

As a child, those bloody images are engraved in his mind, and it is not easy to forget.

What's more, Mo Lingyuan knows better than anyone else that although Xiu'er is young, it is probably because she has contacted many people, has rich experience, and has a particularly good memory. She is a very rare precocious child.

The deeper the memory, the more irreversible it is.

If you can't forget it all your life, you probably can only do this in this life.

Thinking of this, Mo Lingyuan wished to crush the murderer who killed Mo Jinyu.

Doctor Zhang looked at Mo Lingyuan's gloomy eyebrows, and suggested helplessly: "Mr. Mo, why don't you ask someone to take the little master out for a while, and go to a strange environment to see what the little master is like?" kind of reaction.

The old man really has nothing to do, the young lady's medical skills are far superior to the old man, when the young lady is in better health, let the young lady treat the young master..."

Mo Lingyuan closed his eyes, "I've got Dr. Zhang."

"Ashamed!" Dr. Zhang twisted the medicine box and went out. When he reached the door, he suddenly stopped and turned around: "Mr. It doesn't seem to be in good shape either.

About the little master, it's best to wait for the young lady to get better before telling her..."

"I know!" Mo Lingyuan hugged Xiu'er in his arms, and pressed his thin lips on Xiu'er's forehead, "This commander can tell which is more important."

Mo Jinyu had just passed away, and Yun Yao was in such pain that she couldn't bear to give birth. She finally walked around the gate of hell, and finally gave birth to her daughter safely.

If she suddenly found out that Xiu'er was frightened into a fool and became dumb, her life would be worse than death.

What the consequences will be is beyond his control...