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A few days later, Dr. Osger gave Chen Mo a detailed and comprehensive examination.

When the test results came out, Dr. Osger returned to Chen Mo's bedside with the test results, and said to Chen Mo seriously.

"It's not a good boy to lie. The test results show that your brain is not abnormal except that it is slightly larger and denser than your peers."

When Chen Mo heard this, he pondered hard for a moment, and said, "But I remember that I was sick, and it was brain cancer."

"You remember wrong!" Dr. Osger said with certainty.

"I'm right!" Chen Mo said with certainty.

"You remembered wrong!"

"I am right!"

"You remembered wrong!"

"I am right!"

"You just misremembered, I have a scientific basis for this!" Dr. Osger's rigorous personality made him not allow him to back down on such things.

For him, the result of the inspection is the exact truth, and the last time Dr. Osger yelled so angrily was the woman who insisted that the child was his own.

Dr. Osger, who has been treating Chen Mo very gently these few days, seemed to have received some strong stimulation. His sudden roar stopped Chen Mo, making Chen Mo froze for a long time before he dared to speak weakly. "But I clearly remember..."

"Okay, okay, don't scare this little guy!"

Dr. Kloba, who heard the news, patted Dr. Osger on the shoulder and said. "Maybe the doctor who examined Xiao Chen Mo made a mistake, which caused him to remember wrongly."

Dr. Osger also calmed down, and said to Chen Mo with a little apology: "Little guy, I'm sorry."

After a pause, Dr. Osger continued. "No matter what happened before, the results of the current examination show that your body has gradually recovered, except for your legs..."

In the end, Dr. Osger's voice gradually lowered, and he said full of doubts and incomprehension.

"The bones of your legs seem to be corroded by something, it's not right!"

"If you want to describe it, it's like being thrown into the stomach of some beast, half digested, and then pulled out and put back on your body."

As he talked, Dr. Osger felt as if he was talking about something ridiculous.

Chen Mo's strange symptoms in his legs disrupted half of Dr. Osger's academic career.

Among the diseases he had studied for half his life, he had never seen such a weird case that was talked about all day and night. This was a violent shock to a rigorous and confident scholar.

"Unfortunately, you may need to spend the rest of your life in a wheelchair!"

After saying that, Dr. Osger did not want to say anything more and left the ward silently.

Chen Mo looked at the back of Dr. Osger leaving, and said in a daze, "What am I doing? Why does Dr. Osger look very unhappy?"

"It's okay. Dr. Osger only needs some time. He will definitely be able to get out of this dead end."

As a fellow scholar, Dr. Kloba is sympathetic to Dr. Osger's feelings.

Although Dr. Keluoba is just a doctor of archaeology, if someone tells him that the "historical text" he is studying is just a prank, Dr. Keluoba's reaction will only be stronger, and even his belief will be completely collapsed.

Now, Dr. Ke Luoba also has a preliminary understanding of Chen Mo's situation.

This little guy probably came from a small village called "Global Village". Later, he was misdiagnosed by a doctor as an incurable brain cancer, and was abandoned by his parents. Passed out from weakness.

Thinking of this, Dr. Keluoba couldn't bear to feel pity for Chen Mo. It's too cruel for such a six or seven-year-old child to feel the dark side of the world.

After thinking about this, Dr. Kloba asked Chen Mo. "What plans and plans does the little guy have for the future?"

"I don't know." Chen Mo felt his unconscious legs, shook his head and replied dully.

Even though Chen Mo could hardly remember the past, Chen Mo still understood what it meant to lose his legs.

This is almost doomed to lose the ability to run freely, and also lose freedom!

"Don't think too much. Since you haven't decided yet, just settle down and settle down."

Dr. Ke Luoba said to Chen Mo gently and kindly. "I remember that there is a wheelchair in the warehouse. If you don't mind, you can use it first, and you can sit and go out to breathe if you have time."

Chen Mo moved his body with difficulty, looked directly at Dr. Keluoba, bent down and lowered his head, and said seriously: "Thank you."

Dr. Keluoba hurriedly straightened Chen Mo's body, and said gently: "Take a rest, don't put too much pressure, even if you don't have legs, there are still many things you can do in life."

After finishing speaking, Dr. Keluoba left the ward and gently closed the door.

Outside the ward, several administrators of the Tree of Omniscient had gathered outside the door, waiting for Dr. Keluoba to close the door.

One of the middle-aged female scholars couldn't help saying emotionally. "I always thought that little Robin had already had a hard time, but I never thought that this little guy named Chen Mo..."

Having said that, the middle-aged female scholar hastily wiped away her tears, and couldn't bear to say any more.

"Dr. Keluoba, are you sure you really want to keep this little guy?"

Instead, another scholar wearing glasses asked Dr. Keluba very calmly. "You have to think about it carefully, what we can study in private..."

"I've long seen that you old guy has a human face and a beast heart. Sure enough, those who wear glasses are hard-hearted."

Before Dr. Keluba could answer, the middle-aged female scholar couldn't help retorting. "Do you think that even if the government wants to send a spy, it will be a seven-year-old child with disabled legs? Have you read the book and looked at Watt?"

"you……"

The spectacle scholar was furious, he just mentioned that one sentence, as for being insulted like this?

"I don't care about your menopause!"

Seeing that the middle-aged female scholar couldn't help but move her mouth again, Dr. Keluoba had no choice but to stop her. "Okay, two scholars, don't argue."

"Dr. Osger has already verified it. This little guy is basically sure to spend the rest of his life in a wheelchair."

"Furthermore, in terms of physical fitness and strength, there is no evidence of any training. Considering that this is only a six or seven-year-old child, the possibility of being a spy is basically ruled out." Dr. Kloba said word for word. .

"If you are still worried, let little Robin take care of this little guy more."

"Firstly, it's a good way to find a playmate for little Robin. Secondly, this little guy may need some care in the early stage to get used to his new life. Thirdly, it's also a way to keep an eye on him to see if there is any unusual or weird behavior."

"That's reasonable, I agree!"

"agree!"

"agree!"

"agree……"

Seeing that all the administrators of the Omniscient Tree had no objections, Dr. Cloba concluded: "Let's settle it like this. I will inform little Robin."

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