"If you can't bear to bear it, bring him here. I'll ask the doctor to send the medicine to you tonight." Yue Ximu interrupted Ning Yan's polite words and spoke lightly.

Ning Yan pursed her lips and said a lot of words of thanks, and she felt embarrassed.

After hesitating for a while, he only said "good" and hung up the phone.

Ning Yan put down his cell phone and raised his eyes and saw Xiao Yueguang staring at him seriously, his eyes shining.

He heard the conversation between her and Yue Ximu just now, and knew that he was going to take him with him, so he was happy, even the one on his face was not so cold and expressionless.

Looking at Xiao Yueguang, Ning Yan reached out and touched his little face, and said softly: "Mom said she won't leave you."

As soon as Ning Yan finished speaking, Xiao Yueguang threw herself into her arms and hugged her tightly.

Ning Yan's mouth raised slightly, but the smile on her face was a little bitter.

The child was so happy that she probably couldn't sleep anymore.

If she really has a little fame, she will definitely be followed by reporters to take pictures, so it will be even more difficult to protect him.

The reporter took photos of Xiao Yueguang and his face carved out of the same mold as Zhan Xicheng, which means that she was Ning Yan, who had died three years ago.

Ning Yan felt up and down, and felt vaguely uneasy!

In the afternoon, the doctor delivered the half-month dose.

Seeing the little guy who was piled up by himself, Ning Yan frowned and turned to look at the doctor.

"How many minutes is it not convenient for Fang to bother you?"

The British doctor nodded very gentlemanly and moved his feet to the corridor.

"Miss Nan, please tell me!" The doctor spoke in a bad Chinese.

Ning Yan sighed and slowly opened his mouth to tell the doctor about Xiao Yueguang's series of performances in the morning.

She wondered why he hurt himself.

After hearing Ning Yan's words, the doctor frowned and his face was serious.

"It's okay, please say it."

Seeing the doctor's mutational expression, Ning Yan knew that this matter would not be that simple, and her next words might not be able to bear it.

She was already mentally prepared. No matter how Xiao Yueguang was, she would not give up.

The doctor was silent for a while before slowly speaking: "Autism is a very dangerous disease, and his reaction should be included. I was just surprised. He is only two years old, how could he be self-harm?"

Someone may not believe it if you say it!

Ning Yan frowned, "I don't know."

"Maybe it's related to his high IQ. He started this behavior and must carefully sort it out for him in the later stage. Otherwise, more serious behaviors are likely to occur."

The doctor's Chinese is very bad, and even English is mixed in it, but Ning Yan roughly understands it.

His behavior is not what he should have at his age and at this stage, and it will be very dangerous.

"Is there a way to treat it?" Ning Yan's eyes turned red and she clenched her hands tightly, so that her tears did not fall out without any hope.

Can't keep watching him torture himself!

The doctor shook his head, "He is too young and dare not use many drugs. Autistic children will feel lonely, so you can only accompany him and let him feel the warmth..."

Ning Yan didn't listen to what the doctor said later, and she only wrote down one sentence.

Children with autism will be lonely!

That's why he did such a dangerous thing to stay by his side!

Ning Yan pursed her lips, said a few words to the doctor before turning back to the room.

He is very lonely...
Chapter completed!