Senior Sister said the person who killed Qing Pingguo was Wang Ren's informant. Who? The most likely person is Ke Yingying!
I still know Ke Yingying's whereabouts. As an informant, she supported the special investigation team and went with Luo Bo to deal with the "Southern Faction".
I hope it's not Ke Yingying, I said to myself. But from Senior Sister's attitude, I always have a bad premonition. To be honest, Qing Pingguo's death was very strange, and not many people could do it in this way.
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To understand Ke Yingying's situation, I decided to call Yu Xiaoluo.
I didn't tell her I was coming to Beijing this time and didn't plan to disturb her peaceful life. Sometimes, I feel like I'm a jinx, bringing bad things wherever I go.
So, I didn't contact Yu Xiaoluo.
Now I need her, so I'll just be a bit shameless.
I called, but her phone was off~
Why is Yu Xiaoluo's phone off!
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I went home and slept well. In the morning, I called Yu Xiaoluo, and her phone was still off!
Why is Yu Xiaoluo's phone always off? It shouldn't be. Her profession doesn't allow it!
Just then, there was a knock on the door. Before I opened it, I heard Da Huang shouting loudly: "The sun is already up, wake up."
I opened the door and saw the breakfast Da Huang bought for me right in front of me. I gave him a sweet smile: "Thank you, brother."
"Thanking me next time is fine, don't smile, it makes my scalp tingle and gives me goosebumps."
"Haha!"
I smiled, ate breakfast, and casually asked: "Brother Da Huang, have you seen Yu Xiaoluo recently?"
"You didn't know!"
"Is there something I should know?"
Instantly, I had a bad premonition and asked immediately.
Da Huang sighed, and only then did I learn that Yu Xiaoluo's child had been diagnosed with childhood autism.
This child is only seven or eight months old, how could he be diagnosed with such an illness?
Around the time Luo Luo was five months old, Yu Xiaoluo and Luo Bo noticed something. When Luo Luo looked at them, his face showed no expression, he was late in vocalizing, and even when hungry, he wouldn't cry easily.
At first, everyone in the family said Luo Luo was sensible. A five or six-month-old child being sensible, that's ridiculous! Yu Xiaoluo, with concern, took Luo Luo to see a doctor.
After the doctor confirmed Luo Luo's hearing was fine, they performed an MRI. According to the MRI report, there were abnormal signals around Luo Luo's lateral ventricles, indicating delayed myelination. Combined with the chief physician's clinical observation, he was diagnosed with childhood autism.
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"That day, Yu Xiaoluo was devastated. She tried to appear strong, but tears kept falling. Later, Yu Xiaoluo hugged Luo Luo, but Luo Luo showed no reaction to his mother's sadness. At that moment, Yu Xiaoluo broke down."
I haven't experienced it, but I can imagine that scene. I asked in a deep voice: "How do you know?"
"The eldest brother helped find the hospital and doctors. We all went before the diagnosis. I used my connections and called two more experts for a consultation. Fatty was in charge of transportation and expenses."
"You all knew?" I asked coldly.
Da Huang sighed: "Yu Xiaoluo didn't want to tell you. You had just been discharged from the hospital not long ago and were not in good spirits."
I didn't say much and simply asked: "Which hospital?"
"Since you know, I'll take you there later."
"How is Yu Xiaoluo now?"
"We were also there when the chief physician was talking to them. I think it was mostly for comfort. After that day, Yu Xiaoluo resigned. Besides taking care of the child, she spends all day online or at the library, constantly researching. Although Luo Bo is away, he also helps organize the information Yu Xiaoluo collects."
"Luo Bo is still solving cases."
Da Huang sighed deeply: "That's his job, what else can he do? Should they just stop living? Yu Xiaoluo has given up her beloved work, should she also make Luo Bo give up his life?"
Da Huang was right at this moment. I sighed: "Let's go, I'll go see her now."
"You haven't finished breakfast yet?"
"How can I eat anymore!"
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Today, I asked Da Huang to come over, mainly because I wanted to talk to Li Feng about his future. Qing Pingguo's death was a blow to Li Feng. But I didn't expect to suddenly hear such bad news. How could I care about that now? I just want to see Yu Xiaoluo.
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At the hospital, I saw Yu Xiaoluo. I wanted to be stronger, but seeing Yu Xiaoluo's haggard appearance broke my heart.
"Tang Nan, you're in Beijing, are you all better?"
I didn't speak. I walked a few quick steps and hugged Yu Xiaoluo. Before I came, I told myself to act strong and calm. But I couldn't. Yu Xiaoluo was natural, but I couldn't help but cry.
Yu Xiaoluo patted my shoulder and smiled, "Don't cry, this is my fate."
As they continuously gathered information, Yu Xiaoluo and Luo Bo gradually understood what their child was facing. This is a lifelong disorder with an unknown cause. Experts can only suggest it's related to genetics and immunity.
Also, there are endless methods for treating autism proposed by experts, but the cure rate for affected children is not high. In many cases, a treatment method effective for one child may have no effect on another.
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Compared to my excitement, Yu Xiaoluo was calmer, as she was slowly accepting this fact.
"How is Luo Luo's treatment going?"
"There are many methods. I've started trying different treatments, such as vitamin B12, and a diet free of milk and soy. Let's take it slowly!"
At this moment, a nurse notified Yu Xiaoluo to go somewhere. Yu Xiaoluo quickly stood up and left in a hurry.
She's still the woman who walks with a gust of wind, but now she's dealing with her child's illness, not criminals.
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When Yu Xiaoluo returned, her expression was a bit dejected, and her eyes were a little red. I said with concern: "Sister, if you want to cry, just cry."
"What's there to cry about? I've cried all my tears dry."
"What happened?"
A few days ago, Yu Xiaoluo and her husband found a therapy with a relatively high cure rate, called hyperbaric oxygen therapy. When Luo Luo was sent into the hyperbaric chamber developed for decompression sickness treatment, Yu Xiaoluo had filled her heart with hope for this treatment.
However, the greater the hope, the greater the despair.
The chief physician had just called her over to tell her that the treatment method had not worked, and the delayed myelination was still present.
"Let's go abroad and see. We'll find the best doctors in the world. Money is not an issue."
"Thank you, Tang Nan!"
Yu Xiaoluo doesn't spend my money; even if I gave her two hundred million, she wouldn't have taken it. But this time it's different. For her child, Yu Xiaoluo also wants to go abroad to see.
I put my arm around Yu Xiaoluo's shoulder: "That's being too formal, Sister. We're family. Luo Luo is my niece. You should have called your uncle long ago."
"The child is asleep, you should go and do your things."
"I don't have anything to do."
"Nonsense, you just got better and came to Beijing, you must have something going on. But I can't help you this time, you be careful."
I smiled awkwardly and said to Da Huang: "Brother Da Huang, you arrange Sister Xiaoluo's itinerary. We will use the best of everything, sparing no expense, to cure Luo Luo's illness."
Yu Xiaoluo's eyes were a little red. She pushed me: "Go quickly, I know you have money, no need to show off."
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I left the ward, then quietly returned. I saw Yu Xiaoluo burying her head in her hands and crying... I was about to go in, but Da Huang pulled me back. He dragged me far away before saying: "Don't break the last bit of strength Yu Xiaoluo has left."
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Facing Da Huang's words, I was speechless.
"Cao Qian? What are you looking for me for?"
"Yesterday, when I said the person who killed Qing Pingguo was Wang Ren's informant, it was to give you a warning. Your friends are not very considerate, hiding such a big thing from you all this time."
No wonder Senior Sister didn't mention the informant's name yesterday. She just wanted me to think of Ke Yingying. To find Ke Yingying's whereabouts, there were two methods: one was to contact Wang Ren, and the other was to contact Yu Xiaoluo. I would most likely contact Yu Xiaoluo.
She, the "enchantress," saw the future again.
"What good does this do for you?"
"Those so-called experts misdiagnosed."
"What?"
"That little darling didn't get autism."
"Are you a doctor?"
"Of course not, but I had this illness myself, so I have the most say. I can cure Luo Luo, but there's a condition: you help me deal with Wang Ren and get her schemer's abilities."