"You...why are you..." After hearing this, Mother Liu's face changed, and she was obviously in a bad mood.
Seeing this, Cen Li quickly ran out, stood in front of Liu Sibo and said, "Auntie, I want to talk to you alone about Liu Sibo's situation. I know the reason why Liu Sibo always fails in exams."
"Really?" Looking at Cen Li's young face, Mother Liu obviously didn't believe it.
"Really." Cen Li nodded seriously.
"Okay." Seeing how determined she was, Mother Liu finally nodded and took her to talk alone.
When there were only two of them, Liu's mother suddenly felt a little self-deprecating and wanted to laugh. How could she believe a child's words.
Cen Li naturally saw what Liu's mother was thinking, but she didn't panic and told her a story first.
"I once read a story about a little boy who didn't like reading since he was a child, and when he was eight years old, he couldn't even write his own name."
Upon hearing this, Mother Liu gradually became serious.
Because Liu Sibo is the same. At the age of twelve, although he can barely write his own name, his literacy is very, very slow.
"However, he has a strong receptivity and ability in painting. His mother is an obstetrician and gynecologist, so he was able to draw a complete map of organ anatomy at the age of ten, so his mother firmly believes that he is a smart child.
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"Since then, his mother has used drawings to teach and found that he can understand quickly. He just can't understand the words, but he can understand the pictures."
"Slowly, he got better and better at studying under his mother's patient education day after day. Finally, he studied medicine like his mother, and relied on the learning methods his mother taught him since he was a child to get the honor of being an outstanding student for five years.
Scholarship, and finally even admitted to graduate school."
After Cen Li finished speaking, Liu's mother fell into a long silence.
After that, he spoke slowly with red eyes, "Do you want to say that Xiaobo, like the protagonist of this story, cannot understand words?"
"That's right." Cen Li nodded slightly and said softly, "You are a nurse, but I don't know if you have heard of dyslexia."
Mother Liu shook her head gently, "Dyslexia, this is the first time I've heard of it. Are you saying that Xiaobo is sick?"
Cen Li also guessed this would be the result.
Mental illnesses, including depression and anxiety, were not taken seriously at the beginning of the century, and few people knew about them, so many of them would be directly attributed to mental problems or intellectual problems, let alone in such a small place.
Not known to anyone.
Cen Li nodded and said, "Yes, after my observation and his writing habits, he must have dyslexia."
"Xiao Bo... is sick..." Upon hearing this, Liu's mother said she fell into a daze.
"Of course, this is just my unilateral observation and speculation. Whatever the specific situation is, I suggest you take it to a large hospital for diagnosis." Cen Li paused and suggested softly, "The sooner this disease is intervened, the better.
, I hope you can pay attention to it."
"Okay, thank you." Mother Liu just woke up from a dream and nodded gratefully, "I will take Xiaobo to see the doctor."
After all, Liu's mother was a nurse, and she did not hide illnesses and avoid medical treatment, nor did she despise Cen Li just because she was a child.
Because she has been worried about her son's condition for a long time. She and her husband are not stupid. She doesn't believe that her son can be that bad, but he just can't study well no matter what.