The nanny was so frightened that her face changed. She hurriedly picked up the urinal, ran for a mop, wiped the urine stains in the corridor repeatedly, and sprayed freshener.
Yan Ming sighed slightly, how could he want to see this scene? His once healthy and laughing son was now reduced to being fed food, water, and receiving excrement and urine. This was also a father's tragedy.
Although it was carefully cleaned every day, some unpleasant smells could still be smelled in the house. After entering, Yan Ming ordered the windows to be opened for ventilation. At this moment, Yan Xiaoming was lying on the bed, covered with a thin quilt, motionless, but breathing steadily.
His face was rosy, as if he were asleep.
"Xiao Ming! Son?"
Yan Ming stepped forward to call his son, but no miracle happened. Yan Xiaoming had no awareness of the outside world, but he swallowed saliva unconsciously.
"Brother Yan, let's let brother Ding Fan take a look." Hai Guanghui came over and said.
Yan Ming frowned and moved out of the way. Ding Fan strode forward, took a glance, and immediately concluded, "Congratulations to Mr. Yan, he is not in a vegetative state, he is just asleep."
Congratulations!
Yan Ming almost cursed, but due to the presence of Hai Guanghui, he did not have an attack, and said in a low voice: "The doctor also thinks that he does not meet the characteristics of a vegetative state, but he is asleep, how come he can't wake up, and even acupuncture can't work."
"That's body perception, Xiao Ming Ming Ming Ming..." Did he say one more word? Who cares, Ding Fan said bluntly: "He fell in love early."
This statement was even more unreliable. Yan Ming frowned and said, "Xiao Ming studies very hard and comes home on time every day. Besides, he will take the college entrance examination next year. The school is very strict and he doesn't have enough study time, so he has no chance to fall in love."
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"Did you have symptoms of being reticent before you became sick?"
"This...Xiao Ming doesn't talk much."
"The son inherited his father's legacy, does he also like painting?" Ding Fan asked again.
"I like it very much, especially the portraits. He really wants to be admitted to the art department, but my wife hopes that he can go to a prestigious university and not go into the art field." Yan Mingdao.
"Are there any paintings by him? For example, portraits of beautiful women." Ding Fan said.
"Yes, I'll get it."
Yan Ming went out and went to another studio. Hai Guanghui whispered: "Brother, these words of yours don't sound reliable to me."
"It has nothing to do with the ancestral graves. Xiao Ming just fell asleep. I will explain later." Ding Fan insisted.
Just now, Ding Fan opened his spiritual eyes. Because of the use of Qiming Ointment, his spiritual eyes can now see more clearly. In Yan Xiaoming's original luck group, there is a snake shape coiled, connected end to end, inseparable, forming a standard circle.
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This is a deep nightmare, also called a dream within a dream!
The symptoms are almost the same as Bai Yifei's, but Yan Xiaoming's condition is very serious. He has lost touch with reality and has completely fallen into a dream, unable to escape.
Soon, Yan Ming brought some paintings, and when he saw the beauties painted on them, Ding Fan couldn't help but be stunned, his expression froze on the spot!
"Very beautiful, right? It's not one of his classmates, but Xiao Ming's imagination." Yan Ming's tone was filled with pride, implying that my son has a very high eye and cannot fall in love casually.
More than just beautiful!
She is so beautiful, impeccably beautiful. The key is that this woman's appearance is exactly the same as the woman in the photos Wu Yahuan provided of her second brother's cheating!
As for deep nightmares, which have a very low incidence rate, we encountered two cases just after we came down the mountain!
It was definitely not a coincidence. Ding Fan was secretly frightened and basically concluded that there must be a huge unknown conspiracy hidden in this.
"Tsk, tsk, it's so beautiful, and the painting is good. Can I take a photo as a souvenir?" Ding Fan asked.
"Of course!" Yan Ming nodded.
He took out his mobile phone and took a photo. Hai Guanghui also hurriedly took out his mobile phone and took a photo. It was so eye-catching!
"The object of Xiao Ming's early love is this woman." Ding Fan said seriously.
"Oh, if you say that, I don't believe it even more." Yan Ming immediately denied it, and there was a reason: "I have been painting for many years, and I know the proportions of human bones very clearly. And this woman's facial contour is impeccable. In this world,
There is no such beauty."
"It may not exist in the spiritual world. At this time, your son is living with her in his dream, but it is not beautiful." Ding Fan confirmed.
"Little brother, having a patient at home is a disaster. I don't want you to make fun of me all the time." Yan Ming completely turned down his face.
"I'm not kidding, Mr. Yan, does Xiao Ming have to go to bed before eleven o'clock every night?" Ding Fan asked.
"Yes, I usually lie down at half past ten and fall asleep at eleven." Yan Ming nodded.
"You were sleeping so soundly that you didn't even know someone came in?"
Yan Ming was stunned for a moment, and after thinking about it carefully, it seemed that Ding Fan was right. Sometimes his lover would come in to get something or cover him with a quilt, but the child wouldn't even notice it.
Likewise, the couple attributed this to the child's good sleep quality.
"That's the situation." Yan Ming nodded.
"Except for the beauties in the painting, he has almost no interest in other girls, and he doesn't even bother to take a look." Ding Fan added.
"Really!" Yan Ming wasn't sure. It seemed like this. His son acted very aloof.
"Xiao Ming's disease is called deep nightmares. He usually has dreams within dreams and wakes up from one dream, but he is actually in another dream. He is the master of dreams. He is free and happy with a super beauty, so
, I rush to sleep every night, and after a long time, I get stuck in it, and I can't get rid of the dream and become what I am now." Ding Fan explained.
"Oh, there is such a disease?" Hai Guanghui said in surprise.
It sounds weird, but it seems to be explained. Yan Ming was silent for a while and sighed, "You mean, Xiao Ming is so happy now that he forgets about his parents and relatives?"
"The situation is exactly the opposite. He has been dominated by dreams in turn, and is experiencing very terrifying and sad scenes, which are extremely real. In the dream, the beautiful woman accompanying him may die tragically, and his relatives may also die, and he is being chased mercilessly, running in the
In the wilderness, or maybe he was scared to death by ghosts and cried bitterly. In short, these are all my guesses." Ding Fan said.
Yan Ming shuddered, his face was as pale as a piece of paper, and he said in a low voice: "Since it's just a guess, why don't you say it's a sweet dream?"
"You misunderstood what I meant!" Ding Fan waved his hand, "My guess is that the specific plot of the nightmare is different. It is not the most cruel, only more cruel. But one thing is very certain. He worked hard to stay alive and is in good health, which shows that he has a strong desire to survive.
Strong, I really want to wake up, but I can’t. I think the only physical manifestation is irregular urinary incontinence!”
Ding Fan was right, Yan Xiaoming had urinary incontinence! Therefore, the nanny had to come over frequently to catch his urine. If he was a little negligent, he might wet the sheets.
Before, Yan Ming always thought that this was a common symptom of bedridden patients, but he didn't expect that he was actually frightened to death by dreams. Yan Ming's heart was broken into pieces when he said that!
"Oh! This child is so pitiful!"
Hai Guanghui was startled again. His behavior was very much like a fortune teller. Yan Ming pulled him away impatiently and asked in a trembling voice, "Will you be scared to death if you dream?"