Jiang Mao glanced at Lin Jueyang: "Do you have a better way?"

Lin Jueyang reached out and touched his nose: "...no."

If he had a good brain and talent in medicine, he would have the job of being in the hospital? What kind of personal doctor is he for Jiang Zhengheng? He wouldn't be as casual as Jiang Mao?

Jiang Mao patiently changed the music to piano music.

He said, "Everyone has different situations and different preferences. Only by finding what they really like and finding resonance in their souls can they truly play a role. Of course, there is another possibility..."

"What's the possibility?" Lin Jueyang asked immediately.

Jiang Mao said: "Most vegetatives cannot sense any movement outside at all."

Lin Jueyang frowned and said, "Doesn't that mean doing useless work?"

Jiang Mao nodded: "Yes. But no matter what, we must try any possibility. What if she can sense the sound outside?"

As he said that, Jiang Mao looked at the curve on the instrument again, but there was still no fluctuation, so he changed to Pipa song again.

After playing two pipa songs, the instrument still did not respond.

Jiang Mao took a look at the situation outside the window and said, "Lin Jueyang, please give the patient a massage, and we will take her out to bask in the sun later."

Lin Jueyang stopped doing it: "My massage technique is not as good as yours."

Jiang Mao glanced at Lin Jueyang: "Don't be humble, who dares to compete with you for acupuncture and massage?"

Lin Jueyang: “…”

Still holding grudges.

When they were practicing massage and massage, they practiced each other. He just pushed Jiang Mao's neck a little heavier, causing him to be able to tilt his neck for a week.

Jiang Mao stared at the instrument and searched for the painting lecture with his mobile phone.

During the lecture, the teacher's professional voice came out: "...We are looking for the position of our eyes now, and divide it into five equal parts according to the width of the head. We draw the eyes. The width of the nose is approximately equal to the distance between the eyes..."

Seeing that Jiang Mao was paying close attention to the instrument's reaction, Lin Jueyang began to give Shen Yashu massage.

To be honest, he has given massage to countless people, including elderly people with serious physical problems and blocked meridians.

But no one's body shrank like Shen Yashu.

Her body is only 60 kilograms at most.

He began to massage Shen Yashu carefully.

After Jiang Mao played three clips of the paintings, he saw that the instrument had no reaction, so he patiently changed to a music lecture.

Then it will be replaced with a tea knowledge lecture.

After that, it will be replaced by a lecture on the Heart Sutra Buddhist Dharma...

Lin Jueyang carefully massaged Shen Yashu.

He looked up at Jiang Mao from time to time, and Jiang Mao kept staring at the instrument with no impatience.

He understood a little bit why he studied under the same teacher and graduated from the same school, and the gap between him and Jiang Mao was so big.

In medicine, Jiang Mao does anything more meticulously and thinks more about it than him.

He also knew that psychotherapy was useful to some vegetatives, but at most he only thought of letting more vegetative relatives talk to vegetatives and trying to wake them up.

He never thought so much like Jiang Mao, trying to find the preferences of vegetatives before they get sick and seek psychological resonance of vegetatives.

He heard Jiang Mao say again: "Miss Shen is still alive, which is already a miracle. The reason for this miracle should be her life-seeking idea. The strong life-seeking idea is mostly because she has something she is particularly concerned about. Therefore, she perceives the possibility of the outside world, which is greater than that of ordinary vegetative people. She will not give up, and we will not give up!"

When Lin Chenyang heard this, we didn't give up, and his heart trembled inexplicably.

Four words flashed through his mind: Doctors are kind!

He became even more careful when he massaged.

Fu Yufeng didn't know why, but he was inexplicably concerned about Chen Yashu's situation. So, when Jiang Mao and Lin Jueyang were treating him, he also came in and watched from the side.

Jian Yunxi felt that since she had come to Shen’s house for dinner, it would be too rude not to visit the patient. So she also brought the child in to visit the patient.

The three children are particularly sensible, never talk, quiet, no noise or noise.

At this moment, Sanbao couldn't help it and said, "Grandma is so pitiful. When will she get better?"

Only then did Jian Yunxi realize that she shouldn't let her children see these. She immediately said, "Okay, we've visited grandma, mommy will take you out."

Jiang Mao suggested: "Chu'er, sing a song for grandma and wish her good luck soon."

Originally, he had such thoughts when he asked Fu Yufeng to take Jian Yunxi and the children over before.

He was not sure what Miss Shen had experienced before becoming a vegetative person, so he wanted to try all kinds of solutions. What if Miss Shen had grandchildren before becoming a vegetative person, and the one who could not let go of the most was the one who always supported her?

In that case, you may hear the soft and cute voice of the child and will react.

If it were before, Fu Yufeng would have thought it was very ridiculous. But now, he actually has hope.

Sanbao looked at the people on the bed and felt very pitiful. She sang in a silence: "The warm sunshine is sunny, the soft clouds are hugging, the insects fly, the insects fly, the red insects fly..."

Jiang Mao stared at the instrument.

Lin Jueyang said: "I think it may be better to let the relatives of the Shen family talk to her. After all, Fu Yufeng's child cannot fight with her..."

Didi-

Suddenly, the instrument rang.

Everyone looked at the instrument excitedly.

I actually saw that the previously extremely balanced curve on the instrument had a huge fluctuation.

Jiang Mao was so excited: "She can really sense the outside world, she may really have a granddaughter."

The Three Treasures also stopped because of everyone's excitement.

Jian Yunxi touched Sanbao's head and said excitedly: "Chu'er, continue singing to grandma."

The instrument has returned to its previous calm. It seems that everyone has had an illusion.

Sanbao continued to sing, and after singing a song, the instrument still did not fluctuate at all.

Jiang Mao said confidently and confidently: "She can sense the outside world, which is a good phenomenon, which shows that my judgment is correct. She has a strong sense of life, which is very conducive to her subsequent recovery."

People from the Shen family were originally afraid that more people would affect the air quality, so Shen Wenbin was the only one in Shen Yashu's room.

Seeing that the instrument really responded, and when Jiang Mao said this, his eyes were so excited that they red from their eyes, and he felt more and more that Fu Yufeng was the nobleman of their Shen family.
Chapter completed!