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Looking at Jian'er falling into silence again, this time Melian couldn't help it. With her intelligence, she could quickly figure out something, so Melian couldn't help asking: "Is it possible that Little Vinson's legs turned like that and were related to that soreness?"

But before Jane could answer, Merian couldn't help but deny it herself: "But I asked Dr. Brown, the attending doctor of Little Vincent, who also checked and said there was no problem. It was probably because Little Vincent was lying on the bed for a long time, and his legs were hung with plaster, which caused him not to lie very well, and the muscle strain that occurred was normal."

"Do you think if it's muscle strain, that kind of pain will take time?" Jian'er did not refute Merian's words, but asked her back and asked her to think about it herself.

The muscle strain that hurts by time? Well, no need to say it, I didn't think it was anything. After saying that, she didn't have any medical knowledge, and she felt it was impossible. Thinking about it this way, something was wrong the night before Little Vincent's legs lost consciousness. Merian is still very sober and remembers what happened that night.

She and Abel were free that night, and they happened to have a vacation the next day, so they decided to go with Little Vincent together. That night, Little Vincent was very excited and kept talking until almost the early morning. You know, since Little Vincent's leg injured, he has never been so excited again.

Just as Jian'er said before, the pain came very suddenly. The last second, Little Vincent was still laughing with them excitedly, but in the next second, Little Vincent's face suddenly changed and became bloodless, and even the whole person seemed to be glowing in blue and shrunk into a ball.

Worried that Little Vincent would hurt him, Abel tried his best to suppress Little Vincent's hands and feet. In order to be afraid that Little Vincent would bite his tongue in pain, in desperation, Yaqi even sent his arm to Little Vincent's mouth for him to bite, and he rushed to press the emergency call bell. But in just a little while, Little Vincent was already in pain and sweating. His head, his sick clothes were completely wet, and he was like fishing out of the water.

After the emergency call bell rang, the nurse came very quickly, and Little Vincent quickly moved into the rescue room. Then the red light of "rescue" lit up.

Merian still remembered it very clearly. It was the fifth rescue room. When she was popular, she almost fainted on the ground. Even Abel felt that her whole body was weak. She even forgot that his arm, which had been bitten by Little Vinson, was still bleeding out. If the nurse had not reminded her later, she might have dried up the blood. Abel would have not known it.

But the pain came very quickly and went very quickly. Not long after, Little Vincent was pushed out of the rescue room, and was pushed out while asleep. It seemed that the short pain just now consumed all the strength of Little Vincent. Little Vincent slept so well, which was so angry that it was extremely funny.

The next day, Dr. Brown conducted a careful examination for Little Vincent, but could not find the cause of this pain. In the end, he took it out of Little Vincent's mouth, saying that the pain was very similar to the soreness he usually felt, but the pain was much more uncomfortable, many times more painful. In fact, from the simple words of the child alone, it seemed that everyone could feel a lot of information.

And that afternoon, Little Vinson's legs completely lost consciousness.

Because this pain only occurred once and lasted for a short time, it did not attract enough attention. In addition, the condition of Little Vinson's leg began to worsen. Everyone threw this matter behind their heads, but as Jian'er asked this, it seemed that they had missed some important information.

"What do you mean is that Little Vinson's legs become like this today because of this pain?" Merian tightened his hands and couldn't help asking.

"Actually, to be more precise, the problem with Little Vinson's legs caused that kind of pain." Jian'er corrected.

"You mean. Have you found the cause of the deterioration of Little Vinson's legs?" Merian almost jumped up with excitement.

Oh my God, God bless you, since Xiao Vincent's legs have been getting worse, but they have done any examination, but they have not even found the cause of the disease. If they can't find the cause, they can only watch Xiao Vincent's injuries worsen day by day, but everyone is helpless until they have such an amputation. But now Jian'er said that she may have found the cause of the disease, so can she start to hope that Xiao Vincent's legs can be saved?!

God, she dared not ask that Little Vincent be able to fully recover as before. As long as she could keep that leg, even if Little Vincent still had to live on a crutch and a wheelchair, she was already satisfied.

"Well, if nothing unexpected happens, yes." Jian'er nodded affirmatively, and at the same time she was sighing for Little Vinson's luck that she didn't know how to describe it. She really didn't expect that he would have hit him in one in ten thousand chance.

"Then, so little Vincent..." Merian couldn't help but want to ask, but was afraid of knowing the answer, and was afraid that she would still hope to be empty in the end. After all, little Vincent's legs had become that way, so she could not ask any more when she asked her.

"You need to talk about it after seeing Xiao Vinson's legs." Jian'er did not dare to make a promise. If she had never seen the patient, she would be in vain to draw a conclusion that it was irresponsible to the patient and also a kind of harm to the patient's family. Therefore, she was not sure, and Jian'er dared not speak nonsense.

"Yes, that's right, I have to wait until I see Little Vinson's legs carefully before I can talk about it." Merian nodded violently. No matter what Jian'er said, Merian would probably nod and say yes.

"Okay, don't bother me now. If it's the kind of situation I think, then the treatment will take a lot of energy to take to take care of me and wake me up after a while." Jian'er said.

"Yes, yes, you rest, please have a good rest. Do you need a blanket? It may be better to cover it to avoid catching a cold." Merian said, while taking out a cartoon blanket from her big shoulder bag attentively, and then said shyly, "This is Little Vincent. I just took it home to clean it. It is very clean. You can use it if you don't mind."

"Ah, I'll put the rear seats down now so that you can rest more comfortably." Joseph, who had been paying attention to the back, also said.

Looking at Jian'er who was already lying down, Merian was in a very conflicted mood now. She hoped that time would pass a little slower and that Jane could better raise her spirits to help her children, but she also hoped that time would pass faster so that they could arrive at the hospital faster so that Jane could confirm whether her little Vincent was really what she thought and whether her legs could be saved.
Chapter completed!