Zhou Jin saw that the little girl's face and lips were very pale and pitiful, so he quickly comforted her: "No, no, there's nothing I can't say in front of you."
"Then tell me, she was always on a thirteen-day limit before, but this time it was only seven days. Why did she suddenly get sick?"
Wen Qiao said, "Before, I felt uncomfortable in my heart, but this time it's a headache, and it hurts a lot."
Zhou Jin said word by word, trying to use the simplest terms possible: "I just checked the brain and heart, and there is no problem."
After saying this, Fu Nanli and Wen Qiao's faces darkened. Although it was a good thing that there was no disease, they could not find the root cause. How could they not be anxious
Fu Nanli's voice was filled with anger: "Is your doctorate in medicine real?"
Zhou Jin was upset by this statement: "I have published 98 SCI papers and four papers in The Lancet. Do you know The Lancet? It is the most influential medical journal in the world."
Fu Nanli's face was gloomy: "So, you are just an academic type, right?"
Zhou Jin gritted his teeth and said, "I haven't finished speaking yet, can you please stop denying me? Her illness seems to be a genetic problem."
Hearing this, Wen Qiao's face completely sank and he clenched Fu Nanli's fingers tightly.
Fu Nanli could feel her helplessness.
Wen Qiao said hoarsely: "Genetic?"
"In layman's terms, it's a genetic defect."
Wen Qiao believed this. Xiao Mo was born with autism, and it was indeed possible that the disease was caused by genes.
Fu Nanli frowned: "Genetic defect? Why didn't it happen in the first 19 years of my life? And why does it have to stay with me?"
Zhou Jin said solemnly: "Medicine is actually more complicated than aerospace, and there are many unsolved mysteries. I have to take Xiao Wen's blood sample and gene sequence back to my laboratory in the United States to continue research. I can't give you an answer at the moment."
Fu Nanli had a look on his face that said 'what use is there to me', and Zhou Jin also felt aggrieved.
Such a strange disease has never appeared in the world. What can he do
"Okay, get out."
"When will Xiao Wen draw blood?"
"Wait a couple of days until she recovers. Don't tell anyone about this."
"I know my limits. Besides, Xiao Wen has a lot of bruises on his body. It seems... that they were caused by falling from a height. It's not serious, but it should be painful."
After saying that, he went out.
Fu Nanli looked down and saw that her face was so pale that there was no trace of blood. He held her hand tightly and said, "Zhou Jin is a medical professor ranked in the top three by The Lancet. He will definitely find a way to deal with it. It's okay."
Wen Qiao drank a sip of hot water and nodded mechanically: "Hmm... Hmm..."
After thinking for a while, he said to Fu Nanli, "Don't let my family know."
Mom, Uncle Ji, and her brothers will worry about her.
Fu Nanli's heart choked, "Okay."
She was very cold, but Fu Nanli still filled a pool with hot water for her to take a hot bath.
At night, Wen Qiao was lying on the bed, and Fu Nanli sat beside her, "Why did you collapse in the yard? Why didn't you call me?"
The lights were off. It was still raining outside. The light from the street lamps shone in through the window. Wen Qiao's voice was a little muffled. "The headache came suddenly and violently. My hands were shaking and I couldn't hold the phone. The phone fell into the gap between the desk and the bed. I couldn't reach it after trying for a long time. I used all my strength to walk to the stairs, but my feet went weak and I rolled down the stairs from the third floor. It still hurts now."
(End of this chapter)