Without Yuan Qingling's diagnosis and treatment, Grandma Yuan had already found her pulse. She looked back at Yuan Qingling and sighed softly.

Yuan Qingling's heart sank and he walked forward with a stethoscope. In fact, even if the current method can diagnose any problem, there is no way to treat it properly.

I discussed with my grandmother that it was probably because he had used his own power alone, breaking through the blood vessels, causing the intracranial pressure to rise again and compressing the nerves. Now he is blind again, and with a series of symptoms, it can be basically concluded that the place where the blood clot is compressed has begun to tilt forward, which is very likely to damage the nerves and cause necrosis of brain stem cells.

The old man had just started planning his retirement career and encountered such a big obstacle, which was really a big blow.

The prime minister looked open instead. He smiled and said to everyone: "I have retired for these days, with Xiaoxi accompanying me. I don't have to get up early every day, I don't have to sleep at night every night. I have watched the sunrise, the sunset, the flowers bloom and fall, and I have had a long time of happy meals. I have no regrets."

What he said made Yuan Qingling almost burst into tears.

The Supreme Emperor looked dead and gray. He wanted to comfort Mr. Chu, but found that he was powerless and could not help him. No matter how many words he could speak were false.

Madam Xi sat beside him, holding his hand and not putting it down. Tears were circling in her eyes. She endured it to prevent it from falling down. It was sad and uncomfortable to see it.

Yuan Qingling and grandma both prescribed medicines, trying to combine traditional Chinese and Western medicine to see if they could temporarily delay the development of the disease.

But there is really nothing but surgery.

And it will be delayed for a while. If the condition develops violently, it will be the case in the past few days.

Yuan Qingling cried when she returned to the mansion. Yu Wenhao could only accompany her and felt uncomfortable, and she could not do anything.

The sadness and anxiety during the confinement period inevitably hurts the vitality even more. I feel my head heavy at night and I keep wanting to sleep.

Yuwenhao knew that she was exhausted, so he did not allow anyone to quarrel at her and asked her to have a good sleep.

When it was dinner, Yu Wenhao came in and called her. He called her several times but didn't wake up. He pushed her with his hand but didn't respond. He scared Yu Wenhao so much that his heart almost stopped. When he stretched out his fingers to touch her cervical artery, she suddenly opened her eyes and raised her sleepy eyes, "What's wrong?"

When Yuwenhao saw her wake up, his heart fell to the ground, "Why are you asking you to have a meal? Why do you sleep so heavily?

Did you hear me calling you?"

"You pushed me."

Yuan Qingling felt that his head was still heavy and he didn't feel hungry, so he said, "Why don't I go on sleeping? I don't want to eat."

"Are you uncomfortable?"

Yuwenhao reached out to touch her forehead, "Your forehead is a little cold, are you sick?"

"Maybe it's cold, after all, I haven't had my confinement yet."

Yuan Qingling raised his hand and wanted to hold his hand on his forehead, but when he raised it, it fell on his face.

She was stunned for a moment and wanted to sit up. She could sit up because she was very slow and she could do it very hard.

What's going on?

"It's been very cold these two days, and you've cried for a while. You lie down first. I'll call grandma to come and take your pulse and prescribe medicine."

Yu Wenhao said with a heartache.

"Okay..." She responded, slowly supported the edge of the bed, and lay down. She struggled to do these simple movements. I wonder if it was because of the fact that she was really sick. Seeing him turn around and go out, she shouted, "Call the buns here."

"What's wrong?"

Yuwenhao looked back at her.

"I'll tell him something."

Yuan Qingling felt a little panicked, but tried not to show a panic look to avoid scaring him.

"OK!"

Yu Wenhao probably asked Baozi to go to his grandma's house and asked the Prime Minister how to treat his condition.

He went out and ordered the buns first, and then went to the yard to invite grandma.

The buns and dumplings came together, with candied fruit in their pockets, and they came in and lay down beside Yuan Qingling's bed, "Mom, I have something to eat, do you want it?"

Yuan Qingling smiled reluctantly, "No, don't eat it, bag, look at your mother's head, what glows, do you see?"

Baozi clapped her hands, held her face and turned to look at it. Her face changed slightly, and her voice was a little panicked, "Mom, there is only a little left, it's almost extinguished."

Tangyuan also looked over and the candied fruit in his hand fell to the ground, "What should I do?

It's almost extinguished."

"How could it be so fast?"

Baozi murmured, holding Yuan Qingling's face, his fingers trembling.

Yuan Qingling's heart sank to the bottom of the valley. No wonder he was so slow, maybe there was a breakdown.

"Mom, what should I do?

Jinghu can’t leave.”

Tangyuan was scared, so she climbed onto the bed barefoot and lay beside Yuan Qingling. She slapped her mouth and wanted to cry, but she didn't dare to cry.

Yuan Qingling took a deep breath and tried to squeeze out a smile to comfort his son, "Don't panic, there will be a solution."

She tried hard to calm herself down, suppressed the panic in her heart, looked at the bun and said, "Go to eat quickly, go to bed after eating, and ask Fang Wu what's going on."

Baozi responded randomly, "Okay, okay, I'll go now, I'll go now, I won't eat anymore, I'm not hungry!"

He said, hurriedly walked out, ran to the door, came back to hold Yuan Qingling's neck, kissed her on the cheek, her eyes were red, and she even said, "Don't worry, mom, it must be fine, wait for me."

"Good bag!"

Yuan Qingling saw that he was so panicked. He rarely did this before. Since studying with the chief assistant, he has always been very steady. Now he is still crying. Her heart suddenly hurts and sores, and comforts her: "Okay, mom is waiting for you, don't worry, mom won't have any trouble."

Baozi stood up straight and looked at the dumplings, "You are here to guard your mother and you are not allowed to leave, do you know?"

Tangyuan said helplessly, "I understand, I won't leave!"

Baozi turned around and ran away, hurried back to the room to sleep.

Tang Yuan held Yuan Qingling's arm and snuggled up to her. Her little face was pale and her big eyes were filled with tears. When the tears were about to fall, he wiped it off with his sleeve, and then kept looking at Yuan Qingling's head, trembling slightly.

Yuan Qingling helped him wipe his tears and said gently: "Yuanyuan, don't tell my father about this for the time being. After asking Fang Wu, we know what the situation is. Dad is not as strong as Yuanyuan."

Tangyuan curled up obediently in her arms, and responded even more, "I know."

After a while, Yu Wenhao brought his grandmother over in person. Seeing Tangyuan going to bed, he couldn't help but laugh and scold, "Have you been bullied by your brother again?"

Tangyuan wanted to shake her head, but tears were about to fall, so she had to mutter, "Brother hit me."

"You've tempted him with the money again?"

Yuwenhao reached out and hugged him down, "Come on, let Grandma show her to my mother."

Grandma Yuan sat beside the bed, reached out and touched Yuan Qingling's forehead, and asked kindly and concernedly: "Where is uncomfortable?

It's cold, right?

When I go out today, I ask you to bring a hand warmer stove, but you don’t listen to grandma.”

——The old lady at home is admitted to the hospital for an annual review. There is still one chapter tonight, which will be a little later!
Chapter completed!