It's already spring, but the chill hasn't abated much.The recent earth, the climate is getting worse and worse. Dr. Blank got out of the car, tucked his briefcase under his arm, and looked up at the sky, which was extremely cloudy.The oppressive clouds made his heart feel depressed. He scratched the back of his head and walked slowly into his clinic. For some reason, his thinking is a little confused today, maybe because of a patient he took over recently, his condition is really weird.No, rather than being weird, it's better to say that I have no way of doing it. The patient's illness was as difficult to cope with as the cold air covering the German sky now.He has been working as a psychiatrist for twenty-five years, and this is the first time he has come into contact with such weird patients and conditions.

"Doctor, are you here?" The nurse stood at the reception desk and smiled at him: "You have an appointment this morning, Mrs. Roger will bring Little Roger over at nine forty-five." "Understood, please come into my office directly when they come." Blanc nodded, opened the door and walked into his office.He sat on a chair, took out little Roger's medical records and read it again. After a long time, he slowly shook his head and sighed slightly.Sure enough, I still have no idea. He rubbed his temples with his hands.At this time, there was a slight knock on the door.

"Doctor Blank, Mrs. Roger is here." The sweet voice of the nurse came from outside the door. After putting away the medical records, Blank said, "Please come in." A beautiful woman led a little boy who was only five or six years old and opened the door.The woman was about forty years old, her face was full of fatigue after excessive anxiety, and her originally beautiful face was also exhausted by anxiety. She was Mrs. Roger, the little patient's mother. She held her son tightly, as if afraid that if she let go, the son would disappear. His patient was Roger Jr., a six-year-old who was said to have been bright and outgoing not so long ago.But one day a month ago, he suddenly became autistic.

Now he doesn't speak, and he doesn't seem to hear others.His sight was unfocused, as if he had lost his vision.He was led by his mother in a daze, and was manipulated like a marionette. "Please sit down." Blank coughed and motioned for them to sit on the sofa opposite. He sorted out the medical records in front of him, and finally said carefully: "Mrs. Roger, according to my observations and tests on little Roger during this period, little Roger has no mental problems." "Then what happened to my son? Why can't he see and hear, like his ears and eyes are out of order."

Mrs. Roger was a little out of control. Blank looked at the medical record in his hand: "Little Roger lost his father two years ago. Although he was depressed for a long time, he finally came out of the shadows. This shows that he has a strong psychological capacity. It should be Much more than children of the same age. If it hadn’t been for a terrifying psychological barrier, it would not have become like this. But I have tested all known testing methods, and even hypnosis has failed. There is only one explanation left , I'm afraid it's not a psychological problem, but the brain has been damaged. I suggest that you take Little Roger to have an MRI to check the brain in all directions."

"MRI?" Mrs. Roger nodded: "Okay, as long as the son can be cured, it doesn't matter if the family goes bankrupt." Blank shook his head. It was just an MRI, and it cost only a few tens of euros. How could it be linked to bankruptcy.After sending the two away, he sat back on the chair and fell into deep thought again looking at little Roger's medical records. A few days later, in the morning, Blank walked into his clinic on time. When the nurse saw him, she immediately said, "Doctor, Mrs. Roger has been waiting for you in the office for a long time."

He frowned, "I don't remember making an appointment with her." "It's true that there is no appointment. Mrs. Roger was standing at the door of the hospital early in the morning. She came in when I opened the door. I told her that an appointment must be made to arrange a time, but she didn't listen." The nurse was very aggrieved and hesitated to speak. To be honest, she was very afraid of little Roger's eyes. Although the little boy's eyes were always dull, for some reason, those dull eyes like stagnant water always gave her a sense of danger.Maybe a woman's sixth sense really exists. She has felt more than once that there is a monster's soul hidden in Little Roger's thin body.

Therefore, the duty she should insist on as a nurse became shrunk under Little Roger's vaguely dull eyes, and finally let the mother and child into the office in fear. Blanc rubbed his forehead: "Do I have any other appointments in the morning?" "There's one exactly at eleven." The nurse looked down at the timetable. "Well, I'll deal with little Roger's problem first." After speaking, Blank walked into the office. On the sofa, Mrs. Roger was sitting anxiously, while Little Roger was squatting motionless on the ground, holding a crayon in his right hand, drawing something on the floor.

Blank sat behind the desk, looked at the mother and child, and asked slowly, "Mrs. Roger, what did the hospital say?" "This is an MRI picture." The woman stood up and put a portfolio on the desk. Dr. Blank took out the information in the bag, and after reading it, An Qingzheng sat silently, tapping his fingers on the table. The diagnosis of the MRI was simple, and there was nothing wrong with little Roger's brain.Could it be that his symptoms are still on the mental level? After thinking for a long time, he finally said: "Mrs. Roger, I would like to visit your house and see little Roger's room. His symptoms may be caused by the surrounding environment. I want to see, in his life Can you find some clues in the environment that Little Roger suddenly behaved abnormally."

Mrs. Roger couldn't wait to ask: "Can I go now? My son's condition has worsened recently." "Oh, in what specific respect?" he asks. "In many places, he has not only been silent these days, but also..." Mrs. Roger hesitated to speak, "It's not a big deal. Anyway, I hope you can find out the cause of his illness. Really, if this continues, I'm going to collapse." She lowered her head and cried softly. "I'll try my best. I'm afraid I won't be free today, and there are still a few patients to be treated. How about tomorrow at three o'clock in the afternoon?"

asked Dr. Blank. He had some sympathy for the beautiful woman in front of him. She lost her husband two years ago, and now her son has a strange autism.The heart must have been tormented. As for little Roger, Blanc's eyes moved to the little boy.Without humming, the boy kept drawing circles one after another on the ground with a crayon.Occasionally catching his sight, for some reason, Blanc felt a chill run down his spine. How could an adult be subconsciously afraid of a six-year-old child?Why is that?As a doctor who graduated from a well-known psychological university, it was indeed the first time.Do you subconsciously feel that the little boy is a threat? It's ridiculous! "Doctor, I can't wait that long. If I wait any longer, I'm really going crazy." Mrs. Roger scratched her light red curly long hair, and with his sharp eyes, he vaguely saw that there seemed to be many scars on the back of the woman's neck. "Why don't you come over to my house tonight at seven. I'll make a light meal and you can look around my son's room." Seeing Mrs. Roger's tired and anxious pretty face, Dr. Blank softened his heart, and finally agreed.This beautiful middle-aged widow made him feel a little moved, maybe after the light meal, there might be some good things to do. After dealing with the affairs of the day, he walked out of the clinic at 5:30 in the afternoon.After buying some small gifts on the street, I got into the car and drove slowly towards the suburbs. Mrs. Roger lives in the northeast of Amber Town, where there are few people, but the scenery is quite good.Amber Town got its name because of the production of amber, the national stone of Germany, but the amber stone here has been mined hundreds of years ago.The current Amber Town is just one of the most common of the 14,808 small towns in Germany. He drove slowly and went straight along the foot of the mountain. It is said that there are several abandoned amber mines not far away, with a small amount of amber doped inside, which is a paradise for young people.It seems that the rumors are true. There are many strange and beautiful cars passing by at a desperate speed along the way, and they don't care about the car accident at all. Once upon a time, he was chic and frivolous.But now he is no longer young, even if the speed exceeds 60, he will feel a little fast. Dr. Blank sighed a little. When he drove to Mrs. Roger's house, it was almost seven o'clock, but luckily he arrived on time without delay. Blanc parked the car in front of the lawn and walked in along the path.The lawn on the side of the road has not been mowed for a long time, and it looks messy, and even makes people feel a little weird for no reason. It was this strange feeling again, what happened to him recently, he felt weird even when he saw the lawn, it was a bit abnormal, he rubbed his temples vigorously, and threw the strange thought out of his mind. When he came to the door, he rang the doorbell.The door opened immediately.