Without Yuan Qingling's diagnosis and treatment, Grandma Yuan had already felt her pulse. She looked back at Yuan Qingling and sighed softly.
Yuan Qingling's heart sank, and he stepped forward with a stethoscope. In fact, even if the current methods could diagnose the problem, there was no way to treat it.
I discussed it with my grandma and found out that he was probably doing his own exercises secretly, which broke the blood vessels, causing the intracranial pressure to rise again, and compressing the nerves. Now he is blind again, and with a series of symptoms, it can be basically concluded that the blood clot is compressing the blood vessels.
The place has begun to shift forward, which is very likely to damage the nerves and cause necrosis of brain stem cells.
The retirement careers of the older ones have just begun to be planned, and they encountered such a big obstacle. This is really a big blow.
Instead, the first assistant looked away. He smiled and said to everyone: "During the days when I retired, Xiao Xi was with me. I didn't have to get up early every day, and I didn't have to go to bed late every night. I watched the sunrise, watched the sunset, and admired the flowers.
Flowers bloom and fall, and I have no regrets after enjoying peaceful tea and rice for a long time."
His words almost made Yuan Qingling burst into tears.
The Supreme Emperor had a look of death on his face. He wanted to comfort Chu Shoufu, but found that he was powerless and couldn't help him. No matter how much he said, it would be vain.
Aunt Xi sat next to him and kept holding his hand, tears welling up in her eyes, trying not to let them fall, which made people feel sad and uncomfortable.
Yuan Qingling and her grandmother each prescribed medicine and tried combining traditional Chinese and Western medicine to see if they could slow down the progression of the disease.
However, there is really no other way except surgery.
And it won't be long. If the disease develops violently, it will only happen in the next few days.
Yuan Qingling cried a lot when she returned to her house. Yu Wenhao could only accompany her to suffer, but there was nothing he could do.
The sadness and anxiety during confinement inevitably hurt my vitality even more. My head felt heavy at night and I kept wanting to sleep.
Yu Wenhao knew that she was exhausted, so he didn't allow anyone to disturb her and let her have a good sleep.
When it was time for dinner, Yu Wenhao came in and called her. She didn't wake up after calling several times. He stretched out his hand to push her but she didn't respond. Yu Wenhao was so frightened that his heart almost stopped. When he stretched out his fingers to touch her carotid artery, she
But suddenly he opened his eyes and raised his anxious eyes, "What's wrong?"
When Yu Wenhao saw her waking up, his heart dropped, "I asked you to eat, why are you sleeping so deeply? Did you hear me calling you?"
"You pushed me." Yuan Qingling felt that his head was still heavy and he didn't feel very hungry, so he said, "Why don't I just continue to sleep, I don't want to eat."
"Are you feeling uncomfortable?" Yu Wenhao reached out and touched her forehead, "Your forehead is a little cold, are you sick?"
"Maybe it's because I'm cold. After all, I haven't given up yet." Yuan Qingling raised her hand and wanted to take his hand on his forehead, but when he raised his hand, it fell on her face.
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She was startled for a moment, and then she wanted to sit up. She was able to sit up, but her movements were very slow and she had to work hard to do it.
What's going on?
"It's been very cold these past two days, and you even cried a lot. You lie down first, and I'll ask grandma to come over and check your pulse and prescribe medicine." Yu Wenhao said distressedly.
"Okay..." She responded, slowly supporting the edge of the bed and lying down. It was a little difficult for her to perform these simple movements. She didn't know if it was because she was really sick. When she saw him turning around and going out, she shouted.
, "Call Baozi over."
"What's wrong?" Yu Wenhao looked back at her.
"I'll tell him something." Yuan Qingling felt a little panicked, but tried hard not to show any panic, so as not to scare him.
"Okay!" Yu Wenhao probably asked Baozi to go to his grandma's house to ask how to treat the chief assistant's condition.
He first went out to order steamed buns, and then went to the yard to invite grandma.
The steamed buns and glutinous rice balls came together, with candied fruits in their pockets. When they came in, they lay down beside Yuan Qingling's bed, "Mom, I have something to eat, do you want it?"
Yuan Qingling smiled reluctantly, "If you don't want to eat, Bao Bao, look at mom's head. Do you see the glow?"
Baozi clapped his hands, held her face and turned to look at her. His face changed slightly, and his voice was a little panicked, "Mom, there's only a little left, it's almost out."
Tangyuan also looked over suddenly, and the candied fruit in his hand fell to the ground, "What should I do? It's almost extinguished."
"How could it be so fast?" Baozi murmured, holding Yuan Qingling's face, his fingers trembling a little.
Yuan Qingling's heart sank to the bottom. No wonder his movements were so slow. Maybe there was a disconnection.
"Mom, what should we do? We can't leave Jinghu Lake yet." Tangyuan was scared, climbed onto the bed with bare feet, and lay down next to Yuan Qingling, her mouth flattened, and she wanted to cry, but she didn't dare.
Yuan Qingling took a deep breath and tried her best to smile to comfort her son, "Don't panic, there will be a solution."
She tried hard to calm herself down and suppress the panic in her heart. She looked at Baozi and said, "Go and eat quickly. After eating, go to bed and ask Fang Wu what's going on."
Baozi responded casually, "Okay, okay, I'll go right now, I'll go right now, I won't eat anymore, I'm not hungry!"
He said, hurriedly walked out, ran to the door, came back and hugged Yuan Qingling's neck, kissed her on the cheek, his eyes were red, and he said more loudly: "Mom, don't worry, everything will be fine.
wait for me."
"Good boy!" Yuan Qingling saw him looking so flustered. She had rarely been like this before. Ever since she started studying with the first assistant, she had always behaved very calmly. Now she was crying, and her heart suddenly hurt again.
Feeling sour again, he reassured: "Okay, mom is waiting for you, don't worry, mom will be fine."
Baozi stood up straight and looked at the glutinous rice balls, "You are here to guard mom and you are not allowed to leave, do you understand?"
Tang Yuan said a little helplessly, "I know, I won't leave!"
Baozi turned around and ran away, hurriedly going back to his room to sleep.
Tangyuan held Yuan Qingling's arm and kept clinging to her. His little face was pale and his big eyes were filled with tears. When the tears were about to fall, he wiped them away with his sleeves, and then kept looking at Yuan Qingling's face.
His head trembled slightly.
Yuan Qingling wiped his tears and said softly: "Yuanyuan, don't tell dad about this for now. After asking Fang Wu, we will tell you what the situation is. Daddy is not as strong as Yuanyuan."
Tangyuan curled up in her arms obediently, and even responded, "I know."
After a while, Yu Wenhao brought his grandma over in person. When he saw Tangyuan also going to bed, he couldn't help laughing and scolding, "Have you been bullied by your brother again?"
Tangyuan wanted to shake his head, but tears were about to fall again, so he could only mutter, "Brother, hit me."
"Did you lure him with money again?" Yu Wenhao reached out and hugged him down, "Here, let my great-grandmother show it to my mother."
Grandma Yuan sat by the bed, reached out and touched Yuan Qingling's forehead, and asked kindly and concernedly: "What's wrong with you? Are you cold? I asked you to bring a hand warmer when you went out today, why don't you still do it?"
Listen to grandma."
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The old lady at home is admitted to the hospital for annual examination. There is another chapter tonight, so it will be a little later!