Two hours later, the cold son fever finally subsided completely and returned to normal temperature. The Luyunlin couple, including the attending doctor Luo and a group of doctors and nurses, all breathed a sigh of relief, but the fever lasted for nearly 50 hours (they were counted from the time when the Lushi couple discovered the cold son fever). Will the child leave any sequelae? This is something nobody dares to think about.

At this time, although the cold fever had subsided, people still did not wake up and were still in a coma, which was the most worrying thing for Dr. Luo, but he dared not tell the two Luyunlin couples about this situation. He wanted to see the situation after further examination.

"The patient wakes up." Two hours later, the beautiful nurse on duty cheered excitedly. Dr. Luo rushed to the isolation room to check the cold son again.

Because of the special case of Hanzi, they stayed in the isolation room after the fever was abated for observation in order to prevent the recurrence of the disease. Luyunlin and his wife only changed their clothes after the fever had subsided. At this time, they saw their son wake up at last and couldn't help rushing in with Dr. Luo. Dr. Luo understands their mood, but this time he is no longer blocking it.

"Son, you finally wake up and worry about your dead mother." Meng Yuzhi held his hand tightly, tears could not help falling again. In her memory, she did not know how many times she had shed tears for several sons.

Hanzi slowly opened his eyes, which were obviously tired, but very clear. Seeing the mother's haggard face, deep sunken eyes, and the father can't help turning around to wipe his tears, and looking at the parents'head more white hair than before his illness, the cold can not help but have a sour nose, tears flow down, choking: "Dad, Mom, son is not filial, so you worry about it."

This is a panacea. Luyunlin and his wife wept with joy, hugging their son and crying. Dr. Luo and his assistant and three nurses couldn't help but shed tears of joy. Everyone thought to himself, "This child's brain is not burnt, this child's brain is not burnt." What they feared did not happen, and the joy overflowed on everyone's face.

"Good boy, you're okay, okay." Meng Yuzhi muttered, holding the cold son tightly.

It's really all right to see the cold son, and everyone breathes a long sigh of relief. After that, Dr. Luo asked Han Zi to stay in hospital for two days and then leave hospital. Anyway, there are still a few days before school starts. The Luyunlin couple also worried about his son's repetition and agreed.

Only then did Lu Yunlin dare to tell the old man that the cold son was all right and that he could go home in two days. Hanzi also talked to Grandpa on the phone, asking him not to worry. The old man heard the voice of Han Zi, which really relieved him.

After two days'observation in the hospital and confirmation that nothing had happened, the three members of Hanzi's family checked out and rushed back to Shuizhe.

Cold children dare not tell their parents about the natural dream, which is too abstruse to be believed.

When he got home, the old man asked him freely, and Lu Yunlin told the truth when he saw that the cold son had nothing to do. After listening, the old man scolded himself, but he was very puzzled about the strange disease of the cold son.

When he practiced in the evening, Hanzi found a surprising change: the rat air mass he had been longing for finally appeared. He has been able to feel a mass of air circulating in the body meridians. He tries to control that mass. He can run in the body meridians for a week according to the method of luck in Qianlong Tips. Although it takes a long time to run once, it is a great entry for him. This persistent fever is really a blessing in disguise.

Feeling the strange feeling of Zhenqi walking in the body, the cold son was very excited. At last, his efforts were not in vain. If he practiced this way, he would be able to practice this magical skill one day. At this time, Hanzi was full of confidence in practicing this secret.

On the third day after discharge, the new semester began, which is the last year of Hanzi's junior high school life, and the key year to see if he can pass a better high school exam. Hanzi was suffering from a serious illness and had to first taste the subtlety of the hidden dragon's mind. His mood for the new school year was quite different from that of the past, but what kind of mood it was, even Hanzi himself could not say clearly. But vaguely, Hanzi has a presentiment that this year will be an extraordinary year, he will have a new starting point in this year, as for what he can not say, that can only be said to be a kind of spiritual feeling.

On the first day of the new semester, Hanzi walked into the classroom with this wonderful and complicated mood and looked at the familiar faces in the class. Hanzi suddenly felt that the world had changed. For him, it was a breakthrough in his mind. Suddenly, Hanzi felt that his mind was very clear. He even had a feeling that he was so big that he had never been so clear before.

Walking into the classroom and glancing at the whole class, he found a strange phenomenon: but all the girls who met with his eyes lowered their heads shyly, and then secretly raised their heads slightly and peered at him with their eyes. Every girl had a wonderful light in her eyes.

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