I was surprised, but there was no expression on my face for fear that the people around me would see it.
Although I don’t know how grandpa saw that there was something wrong with the little boy, he said there must be something wrong when he said there was something wrong.
That night we drove back to the dormitory at the mine and stayed in the dormitory.
Early the next morning, Grandpa asked the fat man to drive, and asked the old man to lead the way to the nearest county town, because the grasslands were far less developed than coastal cities like Ludao.
It is easy to get lost in the grassland, and the vast area is grassland.
Towns in the grassland are as small as stars in the sky.
Without anyone to guide you, it is difficult to find them.
Moreover, the mobile phone that claims to have the best signal only has two bars of signal in the grassland, and sometimes there is no signal.
When we arrived at a small town, most of it was occupied by tourists coming here for tourism and workers working in nearby mines.
Finally, I found a Chinese medicine clinic.
Grandpa wrote the prescription.
The Chinese medicine doctor at the clinic was sweating because many of the medicinal materials on the prescription were not available.
It was said that it was a small place and not so available.
Later, my grandfather simply asked him what Chinese medicines were available in the clinic.
He made up a prescription based on the existing Chinese medicines, and then said that he would treat the little boy with acupuncture.
He hurried back to the tribe and cooked medicine for the little boy.
It took him more than two hours to cook a bowl of medicine.
Under the coaxing and coaxing of the old man, the little boy took a sip, but then he vomited. came out and spilled the rest of the bowl.
I almost jumped up.
Everyone worked so hard to find medicine and decoction, not just to cure his disease, but because of his suffering, everyone's hard work was in vain.
The old man made a sad face and said repeatedly to us: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry."
Grandpa frowned slightly and said, "It's okay, the medicine is indeed bitter."
From my grandfather's face, I saw the helplessness.
No matter how good the medical skills or the medicine, no matter how minor the disease is, it cannot be cured if a patient is uncooperative.
Since there is no black medicine, let alone acupuncture, when you see those sparkling silver needles, you will definitely be afraid and you will definitely not cooperate.
"I think, forget it.
This kid has been like this since he was a child."
The old man named Bart sighed and said, "Thank you for your kindness.
I'm used to it."
"No, it's not that it can't be cured, and he doesn't cooperate.
These are two different concepts."
My grandfather said: "It can't be cured and it doesn't cooperate.
Think about it for yourself.
If you give up, wouldn't it be a pity and ruin?"
A child’s life.”
"That being said, I really want him to be cured, but if he doesn't cooperate, there's nothing I can do."
The old man also shook his head in embarrassment.
We sat quietly and smoked, and Bart told us about the child's childhood experiences.
Then we turned around and found that the child had run to the edge of the horses and was staring happily at a colt.
It turns out that the little boy doesn’t know how to laugh, and he also doesn’t know how to enjoy others.
Maybe everyone has their own little world, especially a child with autism like him, who completely locks himself in his own little world and doesn't share it with others, but he didn't expect that he would share it with Xiao Pony.
"It would be great if Lao Ma and Ayimu were here."
I suddenly thought of Lao Ma.
"Yeah, I didn't bring Lao Ma here this time."
My sister-in-law also said beside me: "Why don't you make a phone call and ask Lao Ma to come over?"
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"Forget it, we're not in China after all."
I shook my head.
I walked outside the manger fence, some distance away from the little boy, for fear of scaring him.
But he seemed to have entered a state of selflessness.
He just reached out and touched the colt's head happily, smiled at the colt, and then he could make a hissing sound in his throat, which seemed like a loud breathing sound.
It looks like asthma.
Most people use their vocal cords to make sounds, but if the vocal cords don't work properly, when a larger airflow passes through the vocal cords, they can also drive the vocal cords to make sounds.
This is the sound this little boy made at this moment.
"That's not right."
I frowned slightly and whispered to my sister-in-law, "Sister-in-law, have you noticed that the little pony seemed to understand what he was saying and hissed in response to him."
"Yeah, it seems to be true."
My sister-in-law was overjoyed and her voice was a little loud.
I quickly pulled my sister-in-law to stop speaking loudly, for fear of disturbing the little boy.
The foal's mother also came over, and the little boy reached out and touched the mare's forehead.
The mare also hissed and snorted, and the little boy hissed in response.
"I really don't know how to describe this.
God closed his door, but opened a window for him, and he was able to communicate with horses."
I took a deep breath and said.
"Maybe the little boy has been with these horses since he was a child, so he has feelings for him, and these horses also accepted him."
The sister-in-law thought for a while and said.
"Maybe."
I nodded.
Then after working hard all day, it was getting dark.
I turned to my grandfather and said, "Grandpa, it's time for us to go back.
Come back tomorrow."
"I won't go back tonight.
I'll stay here tonight."
Grandpa said.
"oh."
I thought why I had to live in a yurt, but it wasn’t until night that I discovered that they had put anesthetics in the little boy’s food.
The little boy fell into a deep sleep, and then grandpa took the silver needle and performed acupuncture on the little boy.
After that, a group of us stayed in a yurt.
I have never lived in a yurt before.
I don’t know if all yurts can be opened with the top, but the yurt in front of me is open-top.
The top is lifted when the zipper is pulled.
We all lay on the grass and looked up at the stars in the night sky.
The night sky in the grassland is extremely clear, the stars are very big and bright, and the whole mood is broadened.
How could there be no moon orchid in such a beautiful scenery?
I quickly pressed the flying saucer and released Yuelan.
As soon as Yuelan came out, she hugged Wu Mian, glanced at us, and whispered: "They are all here."
"Daughter-in-law, lie down quickly and look at the stars, they are so beautiful."
I said quickly.
"Lan Lan, please give me a hug, my little sweetheart.
I haven't hugged you all day, but I miss you so much."
My sister-in-law rushed over impatiently and took Wu Mian from Yue Lan.
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"Be careful, the child is asleep, don't wake him up."
Yuelan reminded.
But when my sister-in-law just took Wu Mianzhi from Yuelan's hand, Wu Mian's eyes suddenly opened, and then he suddenly started crying loudly.
The sound was so shrill that it frightened us all.
Wow, wow, wow
Wu Mian's cry resounded throughout the yurt, and even the surrounding yurts were startled.
"Quick, get back to the flying saucer."
I took Yue Lan and Wu Mian back to the flying saucer, and I broke out in a cold sweat.
As soon as the front foot Yuelan entered the flying saucer, the hind foot Bart and other tribesmen ran to our yurt.
Everyone looked at us in surprise.
Bart asked with an ugly look on his face: "Where did the baby cry come from?"
"We don't know either."
I thought for a while and said, "We also heard the crying and were frightened awake by the crying."
As soon as these words came out, everyone was shocked, and Bart's expression even changed.
With a plop, Bart and all the tribesmen were seen kneeling towards the sky and shouting something in unison.
Because it was in Mongolian, they had no idea what it meant
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