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After listening to the middle-aged man's words, Yu Zhiming noticed a hideous scar on the left side of the boy's neck.

There is also a small scar on the right side of the boy's neck.

It turned out to be a penetrating injury to the neck!

The middle-aged man noticed Yu Zhiming's gaze, put his arm around the young man's shoulders, and continued the introduction.

"In that accident, four steel bars were tied into my son's neck, and two of them penetrated."

The middle-aged man showed a frightened expression and said: "At first, I was frightened and desperate. I thought I was going to lose my son completely. Fortunately, the steel bar did not damage the carotid artery or cervical spine. After rescue, my son was able to survive." Come down."

"However, the accident injured his throat, vocal cords, trachea, esophagus and other organs and tissues."

"Since recovering from the injury, until now, my son has never spoken again."

Yu Zhiming made a soft noise, noticed that the young man kept his head down, and asked, "Is your eating affected?"

The middle-aged man replied: "Eating and drinking water will have some impact at first, but after complete recovery, it will be almost as usual."

He added: "In the past few months, I have taken my son to see several medical experts, who said that there is a high probability that the nerves that control pronunciation have been damaged. I have also taken my son to receive psychological counseling on traumatic stress reactions."

"I just did a lot of treatment and took a lot of medicine, but it never worked."

The middle-aged man begged: "Doctor Yu, look..."

Yu Zhiming sighed softly: "Let me check it first."

Accompanied by Zhang Hai and young nurse Kong Jiaojiao, he returned to the soundproof examination room.

Yu Zhiming put on medical gloves again and put his hand on the boy's neck.

"talk'……"

The middle-aged man who came in with him interrupted and introduced: "Dr. Yu, my son can't pronounce even the simplest 'ah'."

so serious? !

Yu Zhiming warned again: "Even if you can't pronounce 'ah', you still have to work hard to pronounce 'ah'. I want to find out which part of the pronunciation is the problem."

After a pause, he said to the boy who had his head half lowered: "Come on, try hard..."

"what……"

Under Yu Zhiming's guidance, the young man finally opened his mouth.

The next moment, Yu Zhiming noticed airflow rushing out of the young man's mouth.

Sure enough, no sound came out.

However, the turbulence of the airflow allowed Yu Zhiming to clearly feel the young man's throat.

It can be described as scarred all over.

Not only that, the boy’s vocal cords, trachea, esophagus and other parts all had obvious signs of deformation due to surgical repair.

Just from the healed scars and tissue deformation caused by suture traction, Yu Zhiming could imagine the severity and complexity of the original injury.

Yu Zhiming frowned, withdrew his hand from the boy's neck, looked at the middle-aged man aside, and said, "I need to do a few detailed checks on your son. It's not convenient for you to stay here, so I need to stay away."

The middle-aged man did not question it and left the examination room neatly.

After the door of the examination room was closed, Yu Zhiming looked at the young man who still had his head lowered, and said slowly: "Let me first explain to you how our voices are made."

After a pause, he said softly: "The human voice is caused by the airflow from the lungs impacting the vocal cords in the larynx, causing the vocal cords to vibrate. It then resonates and adjusts through the pharyngeal cavity, oral cavity, nasal cavity and sinuses, and finally forms various forms. voice."

Yu Zhiming further introduced: "As for why you are asked to say 'ah', it is because saying 'ah' is very simple."

"First, the lungs breathe to produce airflow, and the vocal cords contract and open. The airflow flows through the glottal gap between the vocal cords, causing the vocal cords to vibrate, and the original sound of 'ah' is produced."

"This process uses about forty muscles."

Yu Zhiming paused deliberately and said, "And you were just breathing, and you didn't use more than twenty muscles."

"So, you can make a sound, it's just that you don't want to make a sound."

When Yu Zhiming said this, he saw the young man finally raised his head and met his gaze.

Yu Zhiming looked at the boy with interest and said with a smile: "If you can eat smoothly, it means that the swallowing function of the throat is normal. Most of the swallowing muscles and articulatory muscles are shared."

"But this time I asked you to pronounce 'ah' and you didn't use the muscles in your throat, so I knew you were cheating."

Seeing the young man's tight mouth and an "I don't believe you" expression, Yu Zhiming smiled again.

"Of course, your father and family may believe you more than they believe my diagnosis."

Yu Zhiming smiled lightly and said, "But you must know that people can talk in their sleep, right?"

Speaking of this, Yu Zhiming noticed the young man's expression and finally became a little panicked.

He continued: "You may have seen or heard about my abilities on the Internet."

"It's not difficult for me to put you into drowsiness and stimulate your brain to make you simply make some sounds in your sleep."

"At that time, will your father believe in me? Or will he believe in you?"

Yu Zhiming persuaded again: "If you confess now, I can help you cover up a few things. Otherwise, you will have to face the sadness of your parents and family, as well as doubts about you."

"I'll give you ten seconds to think about it."

Yu Zhiming didn't give the boy time to think about it, and immediately started counting the seconds, "Ten, nine, eight, seven..."

"Doctor Yu..." The young man finally spoke, but the sound was like rubbing sandpaper and then stirring randomly.

Harsh and a bit blurry, Yu Zhiming sounded like he was being punished and subconsciously wanted to stay away from the other party.

He resisted the urge to escape, interrupted and asked, "Are you pretending that you can't speak because your voice is too ugly?"

The young man nodded and shook his head.

"The sound is too unpleasant, just for one reason."

The boy explained: "Both my parents are busy with work, and their concern for me is to urge me to study hard and be first in grade."

"After being seriously injured this time, I rarely experienced my parents' concern for me and their concern for their son. I don't want to lose it."

"Also, they no longer urge me to study hard, they just want me to regain my voice."

“I don’t want to go back to the days when they were urging me to study all day long, and I was severely criticized if I made any slight progress.”

After hearing this, Yu Zhiming basically understood.

This is a child who lacks care and is under great pressure. In addition, the voice caused by the injury is too unpleasant, and he feels inferior, so he simply pretends to be mute.

What a troubled boy.

Yu Zhiming muttered to himself, looked at the young man, and asked, "Are you going to confess to your father directly?"

"Or should I help you cover it up?"

The boy bit his lip and said, "Please help me. I don't want to see the disappointed eyes of my parents."

Yu Zhiming nodded slightly and said, "In this case, I will take the credit for restoring your voice."

The young man bit his lip again and asked, "Doctor Yu, you are a medical genius, can you make my voice sound better?"

this……

Yu Zhiming shook his head and said: "I am a physician. If I want to correct your voice, I need a surgical expert in the field of voice..."

At this point, he suddenly stopped.

For the recovery of complex physical injuries, Yu Zhiming was responsible for the inspection and drawing, and several surgical experts were responsible for the execution of the operation.

The young man's voice may be restored in this way. He explored clearly the injuries that needed to be repaired on the boy's vocal cords, throat and other parts, and let surgical experts in this field do the specific surgical recovery work.

Yu Zhiming met the young man's expectant gaze and said, "You can give it a try, but there is no guarantee about the result."

The young man's eyes flashed and he said: "There is hope if you try. No matter how bad the result is, the worst I can do is become a mute."

"To be honest, such an unpleasant sound makes me feel sick when I hear it. I would rather be mute..."

A few minutes later, Yu Zhiming and the boy walked out of the examination room.

The middle-aged man waiting in the corridor came over and asked nervously: "Dr. Yu, have you... noticed?"

Yu Zhiming said in a deep voice: "There are some findings. I found that your son's recurrent laryngeal nerve is compressed in one place."

"As for whether the squeeze affected the pronunciation, it's not clear yet. However, I have contacted the director of our Chinese Medicine Department and chief Chinese medicine doctor Dr. Wang Wu."

"He will give your son an acupuncture treatment."

"You guys should rush there now..."

Yu Zhiming sent the father and son away, spent more than half an hour performing auscultation and identification of the main abdominal arteries on Zhou Luo and Shen Qi, and then performed a partial body examination on the conjoined twins before leaving Huashan by car. Hospital.

On the way home, Yu Zhiming received a call from Wang Wu.

"Dr. Yu, in order to make the show complete and realistic, I spent a lot of effort on giving the child acupuncture."

Wang Wu sighed again during the call: "However, this child's voice is too unpleasant."

"It's better to be a quiet and beautiful boy."

Yu Zhiming chuckled and said: "The problem is that in today's information transmission and interpersonal communication, sound plays an important role."

Wang Wu added: "The father of the child asked me very expectantly, will the child's voice gradually improve?"

"All I could tell him was that unless corrected surgically, the likelihood of significant improvement was slim."

After a pause, Wang Wu turned around and said, "Doctor Yu, you are Shuisu's brother now. Why do you have to come to our house to recognize your family?"

"What time is more convenient for you?"

Yu Zhiming thought for a moment and said, "Dr. Wang, I've been very busy lately and can't get away."

"After a week or two, I will find a suitable time to visit with Qing Ning."

Wang Wu replied: "Okay, I will sweep the bed and wait for you when the time comes."

Yu Zhiming couldn't help but ask: "Dr. Wang, about the Chu family and the Xia family working together on the Ginseng Huitian Pill?"

Wang Wu chuckled on the other end of the call: "You don't have to worry too much about this."

"I can only tell you now that when things get to the end, there is a high probability that we will not be the ones who suffer..."

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