Being a tour guide for historical celebrities, the motherland is amazed again

Chapter 160: Rare Disease Congenital Healing Holy Body

Dean Chen smiled with relief and touched the boy's head lovingly.

"Go play somewhere else first, let's talk about Yingying."

The boy obediently let go of her hand and walked out of the library. The girl named Yingying was still standing there, maintaining the posture she had just been held in.

"What's wrong with her?" Su Jiahe asked cautiously.

"Alas, this child was normal when she was young, but when she was two or three years old, her family gradually noticed that she couldn't speak or express any emotions. After examination, they found that she had an extremely rare genetic disease."

Dean Chen hugged Yingying lovingly, but Yingying's eyes were still confused.

"Huh? What about her family?"

"Her family couldn't accept this fact and abandoned her in the hospital. After many twists and turns, she was finally sent to us. I tried to take her to see many doctors, but Yingying is six years old and still like this."

"How can I have such a family? It's so irresponsible." Wang Mang said angrily.

"Although her family is cruel, not every family can bear such a burden."

"Yes, our dean put a lot of thought into treating Yingying."

A staff member brought a thick stack of medical records. Su Jiahe flipped through them and discovered that since four years ago, Director Chen had taken Yingying to many major hospitals and tried various treatments.

"Yingying has seen so many doctors, but there is no improvement. It's a pity that such a beautiful child can only live in ignorance." As Director Chen spoke, his eyes turned red unconsciously, and the staff beside him also wiped away tears.

Wang Mang looked at the thick medical records and then at the scene before him, and he couldn't help but be moved. He pulled Su Jiahe aside again and whispered, "I may have wronged them. At least now it seems that this dean really cares about the children."

"Yes, I think we can help them." Su Jiahe affirmed Wang Mang's words.

After some discussion, Su Jiahe decided to donate 2 million to the Bohai Welfare Institute. Upon learning that Su Jiahe had agreed to donate, Director Chen was immediately moved to tears and bowed repeatedly in gratitude.

"President Chen, don't do this." Seeing the president, who was over fifty years old, saluting him, Su Jiahe hurriedly supported him.

"I worry about the medical expenses for these children every day. Ms. Su, you are truly a living bodhisattva for these children."

"Don't say that. It's just a small favor."

"Director Chen, we will visit these children regularly in the future. I hope they can recover." Wang Mang was still worried that someone would embezzle the charity money, so he hinted to Director Chen in words and deeds to ensure that the money was used for the children's treatment and that he would check at any time.

"Okay, you are welcome anytime." Dean Chen said, and called all the children in the courtyard over.

"Let's all thank Grandpa Wang and Sister Su."

"No need to thank me, just thank her." Wang Mang hurriedly walked aside.

The donations were all from Su Jiahe, and he felt embarrassed to take advantage of them. Besides, he didn't want to be called grandpa.

"Thank...thank you, Grandpa."

"Thank you...sister."

"Okay, you're welcome." Su Jiahe felt a little sorry when she saw a group of special children struggling to say thank you.

"Yingying, you should also say thank you to your sister." Dean Chen squatted down, pulled Yingying over, and spoke softly in her ear.

Although Yingying had never spoken, Dean Chen never gave up and always seized every opportunity to try to inspire her to speak.

"Say 'thank you'," Dean Chen said loudly, enunciating each word clearly, hoping Yingying would learn to speak. Yingying still stared blankly at Su Jiahe.

"She really can't speak?" Su Jiahe walked up to Yingying. "I think her eyes are very bright."

"Maybe she is a very smart child, but she is growing up a little slowly and hasn't learned to express herself yet." Dean Chen stroked Yingying's long hair like a black waterfall, with a hint of regret in his tone.

Su Jiahe looked at Yingying's delicate and lovely face and couldn't help but touch her face.

"Hello little girl, can you tell me your name?"

There seemed to be a glimmer of light in Yingying's empty eyes, and she stretched out her soft little hand and touched Su Jiahe's face.

For a moment, Dean Chen and the staff were stunned. They rarely saw Yingying actively interact with others.

Could it be that Yingying's condition has taken a turn for the better?
Dean Chen squatted aside, staring at Yingying's every move intently, but did not speak again, for fear of suddenly disturbing Yingying.

"Your name is Yingying, right?" Su Jiahe also noticed Yingying's reaction, so she continued talking to her.

Yingying stared at Su Jiahe motionlessly, but Su Jiahe vaguely felt that Yingying seemed to want to communicate with him.

About five or six seconds later, Yingying suddenly moved her lips and squeezed out two words in a baby voice.

"Thanks……"

Although Yingying's voice was very weak, it was like a thunderclap to the people present. Dean Chen opened his mouth in surprise and looked at Yingying with surprise and joy, as if he couldn't believe it was true.

"Yingying, you can talk now!" The boy who had just read to Yingying jumped up happily and ran quickly to Yingying.

"Yingying, I knew you could talk, right?"

Yingying ignored the boy and continued to speak to Su Jiahe, word by word: "Thank you, sister..."

This time the sound was a little louder and clearer.

"That's great! Yingying is speaking now!" Dean Chen cried with joy and hugged Yingying. Other staff members also came forward to celebrate.

"Ms. Su, this child is really destined to be with you. He starts talking to you as soon as he sees you." A staff member said, holding Su Jiahe's hand.

"Really? That's great." Su Jiahe also found it a little unbelievable.

"Ms. Su, Yingying will only talk when she sees you. If you have time in the future, can you come and see her more often?" Dean Chen said earnestly.

"Okay, I'll come when I have time."

When Su Jiahe and Wang Mang left the welfare home, Yingying was still waving goodbye to Su Jiahe.

On the way home, Su Jiahe drove while feeling sorry for the children in the welfare home.

"Those children are so pitiful, especially the little girl named Yingying. She is so beautiful, but she has this incurable disease."

"But she speaks when she sees you," Wang Mang said. "Is it possible that you are a congenitally healable saint with a rare disease?"

"This might be a coincidence. If I had this ability, I could create a medical miracle."

"Isn't the concept of destiny popular now? Maybe you are that girl's destiny."