Chapter 149 Does This Doctor Understand?

"I said that I hear the school bell every day, and I don't know when this kind of life will end. What's wrong with that? I'm crazy. I'm not talking about the Far North."

"Don't talk nonsense, or you'll get kicked."

The group leader sent a x-on:message to all members.

"Okay, I won't say anymore. Good night."

The little grandson is offline.

After arguing for a long time, it turned out that no one was like him.

Wu Le tossed and turned on the pillow, his ears felt like there was a concert, but the music was not good, not even as good as the class ringtone. It was the kind of music like the Kyojima horror anime.

Wu Le kept thinking about having a headache. He thought about the anime he had watched several times, but he couldn't think of any anime he had watched that this strange music was related to.

It’s so uncomfortable!

By the time of the mock exam in early November, Wu Le's scores in all subjects were much worse than before.

It’s too difficult, calculations are too difficult, and it’s also very difficult to remember English words. There are still new courses that have not been completed in the first half of the third year of junior high school. There are also new courses in physics, English is still in Wangxia’s school, and there is no mathematics. Completion.

The current mock exam is not completely within the scope of the high school entrance examination. After passing the test like this, what was going on in his mind? Lin Xiaolei angrily threw Wu Le's test paper at his face.

Although Lin Xiaolei didn't have too strict requirements for this son, in her opinion, compared with those mothers who had been chicken-blooded since childhood, her educational philosophy was relatively enlightened, but Wu Le might have gone too far.

"It's all your fault. I don't know what to do every day, I don't make much money, and you don't care about my son's studies."

When Lin Xiaolei is angry, she not only scolds her son Wu Le, but also her father Wu Tian.

"Ah, I haven't been able to teach since the third grade of elementary school. It's not like you don't know that my college diploma was obtained after working. My grades were not good since I was a child. How can I teach? I think Wu Le learned it on his own. It’s not bad. It’s normal for my grades to drop occasionally, but overall it’s pretty good.”

"Occasionally, my grades dropped? It was considered a drop last week, but this time? It's even worse. It's so bad that even the math test, which I usually do well, is like this. I think if this continues, I will be pissed to death by him."

Wu Le felt that he was really sorry for his mother. Her mother worked so hard every day to draw more money for her family. Although her family was not rich, the pocket money given to Wu Le was never very shabby. Occasionally, she went out to play with her classmates. I always ask if there is enough money in the phone, not enough to get some cash, etc.

Now, it's not a question of whether Wu Le studies hard. The problem now is that he has a hard time studying everything. Even if he has to concentrate and speak a sentence well, it takes 300% more effort than before.

To describe it as a computer, Wu Le feels that his brain is 99% in use. And it's like this as soon as I wake up in the morning.

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In the neurology clinic of Zhinan University Medical Center, Zhang Wenwen sat in front of a timid and pale boy and an angry mother.

The mother wore a yellow business suit with simple earrings and rings, and held a roll of drawings in her hand. It seems that he is an office worker who rushes to the company to clock in after taking care of his child.

"Doctor, do you think there is any medicine I can take? I asked downstairs which department I was going to, and the nurse asked me to come here to see Director Zhang Wenwen. Are you Director Zhang?"

Zhang Wenwen immediately smiled and said, "No, no, it's me Zhang Wenwen, just call me Dr. Zhang. The director is not here, so I can be regarded as the deputy director at most, but there are only four people in the neurosurgery department, all the same, the same."

"So what's the problem, a headache or a twitch?"

"Ask him himself. I think he is possessed, or his brain is damaged by playing games."

Mother said viciously.

"Your name is Wu Le, right?"

Zhang Wenwen looked at the sitting child.

The child nodded, looked at his mother timidly, and then whispered: "Yes, both ways of reading are fine. Most students add me Wu Le, Happy Le."

"That's the absence of joy."

Hearing what Zhang Wenwen said, Wu Le felt that this doctor who looked very European and American was not scary, and his mood was much more relaxed than on the way here.

"I heard it might be a brain tumor or epilepsy."

Before Zhang Wenwen asked about his condition, Lin Xiaolei started talking impatiently.

"What? Brain tumor?"

Not to mention that Zhang Wenwen was confused by the patient's family suddenly talking about brain tumors. Wu Le was almost so frightened that there was no trace of life on his already pale face.

"Mom, what did you say?"

Ever since Lin Xiaolei discovered that Wu Le's grades were getting worse and worse, she was very worried, but after checking his mobile phone and his computer, there was no sign of being addicted to games or anything special happening.

My son used to be in the first tier, but now he suddenly fell to the second tier. There must be some reason.

Lin Xiaolei couldn't sleep all night, thinking about what was wrong with her son recently and what unusual things were happening around her. After thinking about it, she finally thought of it. Her son said that there was music playing in his ears all the time.

So she searched a lot of related content on Baidu, "There are sounds in the ears, singing in the ears repeatedly, and the same sound lingering in the ears."

There are many people on Baidu talking about similar situations, such as:

[There is always sound in my ears. It is better during class, but it is very loud in the dead of night. Why? 】

[It seems like there are thousands of flies flying in your ears? Are you going deaf? 】

【My ears keep buzzing when I am alone. What is the reason? Waiting online, urgent, urgent. 】

[I’ve been having sounds in my ears for two years. I thought it was otitis media. But it didn’t improve after taking the medicine. Is it going to die? 】

[The ears continue to make sounds, warning of serious diseases. 】

[The person whose ears have been ringing for several years passed away a few days ago. 】

[Someone in the house was barking, and they suspected there was a band inside, but it turned out to be a brain tumor. 】

After seeing these articles, Lin Xiaolei was so frightened that she had no time to think about going to work. When drawing the drawings, she calculated the unit length incorrectly.

She didn't dare to tell her husband Wu Tian about this. Listening to Wu Tian's carefree sleep in the middle of the night, she couldn't help but shed tears. She couldn't help but imagine what the whole family would do if Wu Le got sick.

She only has one son.

Last month, I was discussing with my colleagues in the office that elementary school students are too vulnerable to commit suicide and there must be some problem at home. That mother shouldn't cry to death.

At that time, it was just heartache. After all, we are all mothers. Any mother in the world would not be able to help but feel heartache when seeing such an incident. But now, a month has passed, why is it her turn that such a horrible thing has happened to her.