Seeing Gu Yiyi's sudden cold face, Ning Yan hurriedly explained: "I don't say that I'm afraid that others will misunderstand that I have a background. I have to come up with some results to really sign Yunxing. This is the condition given by Yunxing!"

This is also the truth that Yue Ximu told her!

Otherwise, it will definitely be a verbal remark.

"Really?" Gu Yiyi frowned, half-believing and half-doubting, "But, if you sign Yunxing, your road will be much easier in the future!"

"Sister Yiyi, I hope you don't get angry. I didn't mean to hide it from you."

"What a big deal!" Gu Yiyi patted Ning Yan's shoulder.

"After that's over, I'll treat you to a meal."

Gu Yiyi opened his phone, didn't know what he looked at, and nodded with a smile.

"OK!"

Fearing that Zhan Xicheng suddenly came to him, Ning Yan left the crew early today and arrived home early.

When he opened the door and saw the little man sitting on the carpet in the living room, all the bad moods of Ning Yan no longer existed.

Seeing Ning Yan, the little guy suddenly threw himself into her arms and spoke in a slight voice: "Mom!"

So happy, my mother came back early today, he didn’t have to count the sticks anymore!

Seeing the wooden sticks divided into many colors on the ground, Ning Yan asked in confusion: "What is this for?"

Xiao Yueguang curled his lips and said nothing.

Ning Yan didn't ask much, and took the child back to the room, and did not leave until he fell asleep.

Back in the living room, Ning Yan's gaze was once again attracted by the wooden sticks.

What's fun about these things?

Ning Yan called the maid and found out that Xiao Yueguang had counted this thing for a whole day.

It's really tossed and turned!

Ning Yan's face was pale, and suddenly remembered his behavior when he was severely autistic, and he did something repeatedly like now.

"Okay, I get it." Ning Yan rubbed her temples and returned to the room.

Xiao Yueguang was sleeping soundly in bed. When she heard her open the door, her eyes opened.

Open your eyes and go to find her as soon as possible.

"Mother!"

Ning Yan's heart ached for a moment, and he quickly stepped forward and hugged him in his arms.

"Mom is here, baby." Ning Yan hugged Xiao Yueguang in his arms, and his heart ached faintly.

"Little Moonlight, do you feel uncomfortable? Tell your mother if it's okay?" Ning Yan spoke with red eyes.

People with autism feel uncomfortable all over their body, and adults can't stand it, let alone a child under three years old.

Why does such a young and cute child have such an experience?

Ning Yan couldn't stand it when she thought about it, and her tears couldn't help falling...

"Mom." Xiao Yueguang called Bai Xiang gently.

Ning Yan knew that he couldn't say it, but she knew that she must be very uncomfortable.

What exactly should she do to prevent him from suffering from illness?

In the evening, Ning Yan called the doctor.

The results obtained after treating Xiao Yueguang made Ning Yan cry like rain.

No use!

It’s useless after taking so many medicines. Not only did Xiao Yueguang’s autism not relieve much, but it was still gradually aggravating.

"What should I do?"

Ning Yan asked anxiously.

The doctor shook his head weakly.

The child is too young to adjust himself.

Only by waiting a little longer can you see if it can be relieved.

After seeing off the doctor, Ning Yan sat alone in the living room for a long time, holding her knees with both hands.

Sometimes she thought, or she would tell Zhan Xicheng that Xiao Yueguang was his son, which might be helpful to Xiao Yueguang's condition.

But she was also afraid that he would not return his son to her.

Without Little Moonlight, she would die.
Chapter completed!