The ghost-hand doctor looked at her and said, "Wanwan, your medical skills are no worse than Master's. I believe you knew very well when you took her pulse earlier that it is very difficult to cure her completely."
"I know it's difficult, so I don't guarantee it. But at the very least, we can alleviate her pain. Otherwise, her heart will hurt every time she takes a breath of air, and it will be difficult for anyone to persevere."
Qin Shujun nodded, "I've had enough for a long time. The reason why I didn't die is because of Xiaojiu. If I die, what will Xiaojiu do? So I can only hold on and live with him under the shelter of Zhao's family.
"
"Don't worry, my master is a magic doctor with ghost hands. Even if he can't cure you, he can relieve your pain." Qiao Wanwan promised.
Qin Shujun was shocked, "The old man is actually a miraculous doctor with ghost hands? God knows how much money and energy I have spent over the years to find the miraculous doctor with ghost hands, but I have found nothing. I didn't expect to meet him today!"
Qiao Wanwan smiled and said, "I didn't lie to you. I asked you to come to the Imperial Capital to make Xiaojiu feel at ease. The second most important thing is your illness."
Qin Shujun looked at her in disbelief, "You called him master, so you are the apprentice of the ghost-hand miracle doctor?"
"To be precise, I am the new magic doctor with ghost hands."
Qin Shujun was very excited, "Great! I'm looking for the magic doctor with ghost hands, not only to cure my own illness, but more importantly, Xiao Jiu!"
"I was also about to ask you, why can't Xiaojiu speak?" Qiao Wanwan's heart stung, "Is it innate?"
"No, Xiaojiu has spoken, and he is very smart. He speaks earlier than other children of the same age, and he can call mom and dad very early." Qin Shujun couldn't help wiping away tears, "It's all my fault for not taking good care of him.
He, more than three years ago, my husband was diagnosed with cancer, and what followed was a long period of treatment. I had limited energy, so I could only leave Xiao Jiuduo to the care of a servant. As a result, the servant did not take good care of him and accidentally let him fall into the hospital.
In the swimming pool, he has not spoken since then. We have taken him through many examinations and found that there is no problem with his body organs. The doctor said that he may have been too frightened, which caused him to become aphasic."
Qiao Wanwan felt heartbroken, "How could the servant be so careless?"
Qin Shujun's tears flowed more fiercely, "My father-in-law has three sons, and my husband is the youngest. After he fell ill, he could no longer work for the Zhao family's company, so he naturally lost his value. And because I lost my son, I still had to live.
He is mentally ill, so he has always been looked down upon by the Zhao family."
Qiao Wanwan guessed something, "So even Xiaojiu, the adopted child, was bullied?"
"No, because Xiao Jiu is good-looking and very smart. My father-in-law and mother-in-law liked him very much at first. It didn't matter whether he was adopted or not. They all said that we should take good care of Xiao Jiu. Speaking of which, we were still married at that time.
There’s a little bit of light for Xiaojiu.”
"But it is precisely because of this that Xiaojiu, the adopted child, is more likely to become a thorn in others' eyes. The Zhao family also has children, who are two or three years older than Xiaojiu. I suspect that Xiaojiu fell into the water because he was pushed down by those children.
Yes, after the incident, I wanted to investigate and find out, but I was stopped by other members of the Zhao family, and later the surveillance content was cleared. Isn’t this just a guilty conscience?"
"Although Xiaojiu was rescued, he never spoke again. Naturally, my father-in-law and mother-in-law could no longer love him. It gradually developed to the point where anyone in the Zhao family could bully him. They had no scruples, no matter whether they were adults or not.
Even as a child, I called Xiaojiu a little monster to his face. I was so soft-spoken that I couldn't stop him at all. Every time I tried to stop them, they would just make the words worse..."
Qiao Wanwan's chest heaved with anger, "I have written down all these things. I can't just forget about it. I will definitely go to the Zhao family to settle the score!"
Qin Shujun asked anxiously, "Miss Qiao, is there still hope for Xiaojiu to speak?"
"Since it happened the day after tomorrow, of course there is hope of opening the door again."
"Great!" Qin Shujun was extremely excited. "I have been looking forward to it for so many years. I just hope that Xiaojiu can speak, communicate with others like a normal child, and go to kindergarten!"
"His current situation is that ordinary kindergartens are not accepted and he can only go to that kind of special school. But I am unwilling to send him there because I don't want Xiaojiu to think that he is a child with problems..."
Qiao Wanwan agreed very much, "Yes, my child is normal, I must cure him!"
"..."
...
Qiao Wanwan settled Qin Shujun in the guest room, and soon went upstairs to find the two children in the children's room.
"Xiaojiu, do you like your room?"
Xiaojiu nodded.
"As long as you like it, if there's something you don't like, just tell mommy and you can adjust it at any time."
Xiaojiu wrote on the iPad: "Thank you."
"You're welcome." Qiao Wanwan hugged him, "This is your home, you can do whatever you want, don't be formal, okay?"
Xiaojiu nodded.
Eleven patted her chest and promised, "Mommy, I will definitely accompany my brother and help him adapt to this place as soon as possible."
"good."
In the evening, the two children took a bath together and put on the same pajamas.
Although Xiao Jiu never came back, Qiao Wanwan always bought two copies of clothes for Eleven, just looking forward to him coming home.
Now that she could finally put it on, she wanted to cry.
"Xiaojiu looks great in this set of pajamas. Mommy will take you to buy more sets another day, okay?"
Xiaojiu nodded.
"Do you dare to sleep alone at night?"
Xiaojiu nodded.
"Mom and Daddy's room is next door. If you need anything, just knock on the door. If you're not used to it, you can sleep with your brother."
Eleven said happily, "Okay, Mommy, I am willing to sleep with my brother."
"Well, my brother just came home today. You should sleep with him tonight and make sure to take good care of him."
"Don't worry, I'll take care of it!"
Qiao Wanwan picked up the syringe on the side and said, "Xiaojiu, mom is going to draw some blood from you for testing, please bear with it, okay?"
Xiaojiu stretched out his arm directly.
Qiao Wanwan drew a tube of blood, and he didn't even frown.
"Xiaojiu is such a brave and good boy. Go to sleep."
Xiaojiu picked up the iPad and wrote: "Good night."
Qiao Wanwan kissed his forehead, "Good night."
Xiaojiu's face immediately turned red!
Qiao Wanwan's heart almost melted. She watched the two children lie down and waited for them to fall asleep before turning off the lights and going out.
She didn't go back to her room, but went directly to the laboratory to study Xiaojiu's blood.
Zhan Jingting held a video conference in the study. When he returned to his room, he didn't see Qiao Wanwan, so he went to Xiaojiu's room.
The two children were sleeping soundly.
He thought of something and went directly to the laboratory, where he saw Qiao Wanwan still focused on research.
"Wanwan." Zhan Jingting stepped forward, "Look at the time, it's already twelve o'clock, you should rest."
"It's twelve o'clock." Qiao Wanwan smiled, "I didn't pay attention to the time. You go to bed first. I'll come back later."
"I know you are nervous about Xiaojiu's health, but you have to be within limits, not to mention that you are still pregnant and can't stay up late."
"I'm just a little closer, half an hour at most." Qiao Wanwan clasped her hands together and begged pitifully, "Jing Ting, if you don't let me finish, I won't be able to sleep well. Please, please?"
Zhan Jingting couldn't bear her seductive look, so he could only agree, "Just half an hour, not even one more minute, and I want to be here with you."
"As you command!"
After working for more than twenty minutes, the look on Qiao Wanwan's face gradually became serious.
"What's wrong?" Zhan Jingting got up from the sofa and walked over, "Is there something wrong with Xiaojiu's blood?"