Luo An, who was sitting on the second row of special chairs with his mother, turned his head and turned his eyes out of the car window.

Dingcheng is a provincial capital city, and the Ninth Hospital is also located in the city, with a considerable flow of traffic; Dingcheng is also a historical city, with a great reputation in ancient times. As the capital of various dynasties, it has been for five or six generations, and this has also allowed Dingcheng to retain a lot of historical buildings. Of course, the current trend is development, and more and more high-rise buildings are the main theme of the city, Dingcheng is no exception, and this has also made Dingcheng take a path of combining history and modernity. However, this combination path has a sense of peacekeeping incongruousness no matter how you look at it.

I am very happy to be able to talk loudly, to walk with my feet, to wander around, and to be happier, to be able to ride a bicycle around the city, and I am so happy that I am no longer happy...

A hint of envy in Luo An's eyes quickly emerged and was deeply hidden by him. From the sixteen years since his birth, the torture of illness has been with him, and Luo An has long learned how to hide his inner emotions. Because Luo An knew very well that if he showed it without any scruples, his parents would feel more uncomfortable than him.

Retracted his eyes looking out the car window, met his mother's concerning eyes, twitched the corners of his mouth and smiled slightly, then curled up and snuggled in his mother's warm arms.

The opposite of her thin body is Luo An's head, who is now sixteen years old, and the memories of sixteen years are extremely clear. Even in the first year and the first month after birth, Luo An can recall every bit of it.

This clear memory ability is not a good thing, but a reaction that Luo An cannot control himself when he is in pain.

What disease did Luo An suffer from? Complexity is very complicated. The problem of the brain is never a simple matter. It can be separated out separately from the things discussed. However, it is necessary to summarize it simply. It is a disease of the brain's consciousness and spirit. The neuron activity of the brain is too active, exceeding the speed of the body's development, and exceeding the control that one can instinctively exercise, resulting in one's inability to meet the supply needs of the brain, and thus an out-of-control situation.

There are many cases where the activity of brain neurons exceeds their own control, and there are many cases in people. Patients with mental illness, neurosis, paranoidness, autism, etc. all have more or less such signs. However, this excess is not very large or extreme. Speaking of which, it is different from Luo An's situation. The full name of Luo An's disordered neuron disorder, referred to as brain uncontrollable, has a very small number of cases, and even fewer can survive. So far, almost all people who are still alive have reached the level of none in billions.

When Luo An was born, his nerve activity level was equivalent to the standard of ordinary people. He was an ordinary person, not a peer. This was a standard customized by ordinary adults. He was just born, and this was the real congenital disease.

If it is just like this, it will not be a big problem. Although the activity of the brain nerves will increase with age, the body's supply capacity will also increase accordingly. Therefore, it is generally at a relative level. If you want to completely cure it, the current medical methods seem to be unable to do it. After all, it is congenital, but there are still many ways to suppress and suppress it.

Luo An was in a state of incurable in the first ten years, but could be suppressed by various agents, and thus maintained a barely balanced state. But at the age of eleven, the slowly increasing brain nerve activity suddenly began to speed up! In more than five years, this speedup situation has become faster and faster!

All kinds of inhibitory drugs are used in large numbers, but they all quickly either develop resistance or fail because their activity exceeds the control range of inhibitory drugs. By now, Luo An was sixteen years old and the No. 33 inhibitory drug used is a high-risk drug that is almost impossible to occur on the market, and its side effects and efficacy are almost the same.

If the strong side effects exceed their efficacy, they will have no value to take. In terms of inhibitory drugs, Luo An can also be considered a poison to quench thirst to the end.

Luo An, who was leaning in his mother's arms, suddenly frowned in a piece of his brow. Lin Yaxiu, who had been paying attention, quickly touched his son's big head with sparse hair, and whispered: "Be good, stop thinking about it, close your eyes and have a good rest."

"I understand, mom." Luo An obediently closed his eyes, and in a blink of an eye, his brain, which was in violent turmoil, fell into a state of silence.

Luo An's current brain nerve activity is about seven times that of ordinary people, and this is the result of forcibly inhibiting it with the No. 33 potion. Such an abnormal activity is not only to make Luo An dysplasia and thin, but also to keep Luo An awake for only two hours every day! And these two hours cannot be continued at once, and it is intermittent and can last for two hours.

During the examination, Luo An had to stay awake, and the total time of the examination took about an hour. In order to support it, Luo An used six times, and each time was kept for about ten minutes before he could barely complete it. Due to the hospital working hours, Luo An could only rest for half an hour at a time, so after this examination, Luo An was exhausted.

After passing through many congested streets in the city, Luo Yongzheng's van took more than 40 minutes to drive to the suburbs of Dingcheng. After more than 20 minutes, he arrived at an old community in the suburbs of Yangdong.

In front of an old villa in the community, the car stopped. This two-story small villa is definitely old enough. The original color and decoration of the exterior walls are no longer visible. There is also a lot of bareness in the bare area, especially the wall on the left, which is covered with ivy... Conservatively estimated, this should be an old building forty years ago.

After stopping the car, Lin Yaxiu pushed the wheelchair and Luo Yongzheng hugged Luo An, who was still sleeping, and got out of the car. His son's light body made Luo Yongzheng's heart feel bitter again.

"I'm finally back! Hurry up, put An An on the bed! I must be exhausted today. When An An wakes up, I will definitely make up for it." It seemed that I was always listening to the noise. As soon as the car stopped, four people came out of the room. All four were gray-haired and wrinkled faces. These four were their parents, namely Luo An's grandfather Luo Yunhai, grandmother Gong Xue, grandfather Lin Feng, and grandmother Zheng Qiuyan.

The national conditions of China in the past were determined. Luo Yongzheng and Lin Yaxiu were both only children. After they got married, there were four elderly people on them. The four elderly people had only such a pair of juniors. Naturally, they put all their attention on them. When the two had children, the children became the common treasures of the two families.

"Dad and Mom, why are you out? Come into the house quickly." Luo Yongzheng and Lin Yaxiu said in the same voice.

"Okay, I understand, slow down, be careful to knock An An!" Grandma Gong Xue and grandma Zheng Qiuyan said nervously.

The interior space of the small villa is not large, with only two living rooms and two bedrooms underneath, and the layout is a bit old. After all, this is the house that Luo An’s grandfather Luo Yunhai bought forty years ago. It has been used for more than 20 years. It is impossible to keep up with the trend.
Chapter completed!