Madam leg hurts please hug

Inside a well-known hospital in Washington, USA.

Cold white all around, white walls, white ceiling, white curtains, white sheets
White is the color with the least temperature.

In the room full of instruments, the ticking of the wall clock can be heard quietly.

The young man was sitting on a chair beside him, wearing loose casual attire, which set off his handsome face even more youthful and handsome.

His hand reached for the transparent glass water glass on the table, just about to pick up the water glass and bring it close to his thin lips.

At this time, a middle-aged man with gray hair came from the next room.

The man was wearing a white coat and a pair of glasses with transparent frames. A work card was pasted on the chest of the white coat, which read: Professor Pieter.

"Ah! Finish the examination before drinking water." Professor Pi walked in and saw him wanting to drink water, and hurriedly stopped him.

Gong Yumo sighed slightly, put down the water glass in his hand, and looked at Professor Pi helplessly, "You came just in time."

Professor Pi walked to the side of the instrument and fiddled with various high-tech instruments, "Don't try to fool me, an old man."

"Dyeing your hair white makes you an old man?" Gong Yumo laughed.

"Then you have to call me uncle." Professor Pi adjusted the parameters of various instruments, then pointed to a white single bed surrounded by the instruments, "Come on, lie down."

Gong Yumo glanced at the troublesome instrument, hesitated for half a second, and lay down on it obediently.

Four years ago, he was lying in this room full of instruments every day.

Unexpectedly, four years later, he would lie down again.

Professor Pi pointed various instruments at Gong Yumo's head, chest, and arms, and a large instrument at his right leg suffering from leg disease.

The instrument turned on a green light and began to make a slight sound when it was working.

Professor Pi was standing by the bed, holding a tablet in his hand, looking at various data reflected by the instrument.

As the instrument worked, Professor Pi's brows became tighter and tighter, until the instrument stopped working a few minutes later, his eyes were still on the various data on the tablet, and he did not speak for a long time.

Lying on the hospital bed, Gong Yumo saw his furrowed brows from the side, and smiled slightly, "Is the situation not optimistic?"

Professor Pi sighed deeply, his eyes fell on Gong Yumo's pale face, and he said, "I really don't know how you have taken care of yourself these days!"

Gong Yumo sat up from the bed, sat on the side of the bed, gently rubbed the knee of his right leg with his right hand, looked up at Professor Pi and said, "I have been taking good care of it."

Professor Pi glanced at him, and asked several fatal questions, "Have you been exposed to the rain? Have you strained your knees? Have you ever climbed a mountain or a building?"

Gong Yumo silenced and said nothing.

Professor Pi said to him angrily, "When you walked away from me three years ago, I have repeatedly emphasized to you! Your leg is not a small problem, you can't get wet in the rain, you can't get cold! You can't use force, you can't increase it. Strength, not to mention climbing up hills and stairs! You treat my words as nothing? You just treat your own body like this?"

Gong Yumo smiled wryly, "I didn't expect that."

"You didn't expect your body to be so fragile now, did you?" Professor Pi interrupted him and sighed, "Amo, you have to be clear, since you took your life back four years ago, you are not the same as you used to be , your body was snatched back from God, you should cherish it, you know? You can no longer go to play basketball and go to the gym every day like before, those sports have nothing to do with you!"

"You don't take it seriously again and again, do you know what it will give you in return?" Professor Pi's eyes fell on his right leg and whispered, "You may never be able to stand up. "

Never get up?
never stand up
These seven words kept repeating in Gong Yumo's mind. He looked up at Professor Pi and twitched the corner of his mouth, "Is it really so serious?"

"Do you know why you have a fever recently?" Professor Pi glanced at the data on the tablet and said, "Because of the inflammation of the nerves in your legs, you have repeated fevers."

The strings of jumping red indicators were so bright and dazzling that Gong Yumo couldn't understand them.

But he knew how serious the situation was.

Because when he was discharged from the hospital three years ago, these indicators were all green.

"The initial symptoms should be numbness and pain. Your body reminded you, but you didn't take it seriously. You took painkillers again and again to perfunctory the past." Professor Pi sighed deeply, and said helplessly, "If I didn't insist on asking you to come and check this time, would you still be able to drag on?"

Gong Yumo couldn't refute, because what Professor Pi said was correct.If he hadn't come to check, he didn't know that he would face paralysis again.

"What is the most serious consequence?" He suddenly raised his head and asked.

"Amputation." Professor Pi said.

Gong Yumo lowered his head and smiled bitterly. If his limbs were amputated, what would be the difference between him and a cripple?
"So you must come for treatment as soon as possible!" Professor Pi placed a heavy hand on his shoulder, "You are no longer fit to go back to work. Receive comprehensive treatment as soon as possible. I will try my best to keep your leg."

Gong Yumo hesitated for a few seconds, then said softly, "Give me some time."

"Do you still need time?" Professor Pi said with a look of disbelief, "How much time for the best treatment have you delayed? Let me tell you, Ah Mo, you must listen to me this time. If you are not obedient, I will call you immediately." Call your father and ask him to send someone to forcefully send you here!"

"I will cooperate with your treatment." Gong Yumo smiled lightly, but the smile was a little pale, "Give me two weeks, I will go back and deal with things, and after two weeks, I will come to you by myself."

Seeing that he was so stubborn, Professor Pi took out his mobile phone and looked through the calendar in the mobile phone, and made a final concession. He pointed the numbers on the calendar to Gong Yumo, "It's only two weeks, and you only have two weeks time."

"Okay." Gong Yumo nodded with a smile, "I see."

Professor Pi suddenly thought of something again, and explained, "When you return to China this time, you will definitely have repeated fevers like the previous few times. I know that with your stubborn personality, you definitely don't want to make a fuss about this matter. I will give you Arrange for a doctor, he is my student. Just go to the hospital and find him directly, and he will take care of it."

Gong Yumo suddenly raised his head and said, "Thank you, Uncle Pi."

A cry of Uncle Pi made Professor Pi's tears no longer hold back.

He sighed, and walked out with a sad face on his tablet.

Gong Yumo was the only one left in the silent room.

It was so quiet that it made people feel a little confused.

At this moment, he suddenly missed that person who sat on the sofa every day and chased the TV series of Mr. Gouxueba, and then kept chattering in his ear.

He smiled wryly, "An Xiaoyue, what should I do?"