One day later,

Neurology Department, Beijing Peking Union Medical College Hospital,

Qin Feng, wearing a white coat, was chatting with the head of neurology, Song Yuan.

"Qin Feng, I didn’t expect you’d encounter this case, haha~"

A middle-aged man, slightly balding and wearing silver-rimmed glasses, was smiling kindly.

"Director Song, regarding the situation we discussed over the phone last time, I think it’s necessary to re-examine."

Qin Feng nodded, speaking with determination,

"From last year’s examination report, although the genetic sequencing and symptoms align with Kabuki, I think the rate of change has obscured the real cause.

Neurodegeneration."

"Hmm~"

Song Yuan carefully reviewed the previous report, his brow furrowed slightly,

"I understand why you think this way. If the degeneration is indeed the cause, it’s not impossible."

After saying this, he looked up at Qin Feng,

"However, even if it is neurodegeneration, current medical means may struggle to treat it."

"I understand."

Qin Feng nodded; neurodegeneration comes in many types.

Judging by the symptoms of this little girl, it seems more severe, and the existing methods offer little hope.

But he wants to try!

Regardless, this illness must be faced with treatment.

The future yet holds unknown numbers of such newborns. If each one is abandoned, it’s not just one person abandoned, but countless families.

Even if it can’t be fully cured, at least letting the child live better in the future is always right.

Ring ring ring~

At this moment, his phone rang.

"Hello, Xiaojing."

"Dr. Qin, we have arrived."

"Alright, I’ll come down to meet you."

After hanging up, Qin Feng looked at Song Yuan,

"Director Song, they’ve arrived at the hospital, I’ll go down to bring them up."

"Go ahead, I’ll notify the laboratory to prepare."

"Thank you."

"Haha~ it’s a small matter."

Song Yuan stood up and patted Qin Feng’s shoulder, smiling,

"You’re now a star in critical care, even Old Meng and Old Yuan think highly of you."

Qin Feng felt a bit embarrassed and then left to go downstairs.

At this time, on the first floor of the inpatient department, Lan Jing was waiting quietly with a couple holding a child.

The little girl in the woman’s arms appeared a bit dazed, her pretty big eyes staring blankly at the people coming and going around.

If you don’t look closely, it seems as if there’s nothing abnormal about the little girl.

"Xiaojing, is the doctor you mentioned an expert in this field?"

The woman looked at Xiaojing and asked with worry.

"He’s our critical care attending physician, quite remarkable!"

Lan Jing immediately showed a look of admiration, raising the corners of her mouth unconsciously,

"Dr. Qin Feng is famous in our hospital, don’t be fooled by his youth, our director and dean especially value him.

I believe since he agreed to examine Yueyue, there shouldn’t be any issues."

"Attending physician?"

Upon hearing her words, the man beside her furrowed his brow slightly, sounding a bit doubtful.

It’s not that he didn’t trust, but over the years, they’ve seen a lot of expert professors, ranging from their 30s to their 70s.

Including the current Director of Neurology at Peking Union Medical College Hospital, Song Yuan, and some authorities, without any results.

As the saying goes, long illness makes a good doctor.

Having visited many hospitals, even if he doesn’t know the strength of everyone, he’s clear about doctor levels.

If even those specializing in neurology can’t do anything, what can a mere attending physician from Peking Union Medical College Hospital do?

Moreover, not being a neurology doctor, but a critical care attending physician.

These things, Lan Jing didn’t mention on the phone.

She only said someone here could conduct a detailed examination for their daughter to see what’s going on.

Upon learning this, the couple thought it would be an expert, so they hurried over without further inquiry.

In recent years, they’ve been almost constantly on the road seeking treatment for their daughter.

If the family weren’t into business with good economic strength, ordinary people would have collapsed.

"Xiaojing, is an attending physician reliable?"

At this moment, the woman also showed a surprised look, asking with doubt,

"Does he understand nerve issues?"

"Don’t worry, Dr. Qin Feng is someone the entire hospital doctors look up to, tackling surgeries across seven or eight disciplines, and at high difficulty levels!

You can casually grab a medical staff, even the cleaners know him."

Lan Jing proudly patted her rather impressive chest.

The name Qin Feng is now the second gold standard in the Department of Critical Care.

Even Director Meng Dawei has praised Qin Feng’s strength in multiple departmental meetings, acknowledging the breadth of fields he excels in and the strength of his skills, feeling somewhat inadequate himself.

This isn’t an exaggeration but proven through countless surgeries!

Hearing this, the couple exchanged glances, deciding not to speak any further.

Since it’s already mentioned to this extent, they might as well give it a try.

About two to three minutes later,

A handsome figure in a white coat appeared at the corner of the corridor.

"Dr. Qin, here!"

Qin Feng was scanning the hall, and then saw Lan Jing waving at him, he promptly walked over.

At this time, the couple also noticed Qin Feng, suddenly stunned.

So young, so handsome!

But the next second, the doubt in the man’s eyes deepened.

So young?

"Dr. Qin."

"Hello, Dr. Qin."

"Dr. Qin."

...

In the short span of twenty or thirty meters across the hall, healthcare workers greeted him voluntarily as Qin Feng walked by.

Qin Feng responded with smiles, nodding.

"Dr. Qin, let me introduce you."

Arriving in front, Lan Jing proactively stepped forward, pointing at the couple,

"She is Xiao Yun, he is Zheng Lang, both my high school classmates."

"Hello, I’m Qin Feng."

He smiled, nodded, and extended his hand.

"Hello, Dr. Qin."

The man shook his hand, while the woman holding the child could only nod in acknowledgment.

"This is their child, named Yueyue."

Following this, Lan Jing pointed at the little girl in the woman’s arms.

Qin Feng’s gaze halted on the girl’s face, instantly noticing something amiss.

The facial features and expressions were indeed not the same as ordinary children.

Especially those seemingly very beautiful big eyes, in his view, appeared hollow and devoid of spirit, as if everything before them were void.

"Doctor, can you determine what’s wrong with our child?"

The man asked.

"It’s not certain yet, but based on the reports Lan Jing sent me, there indeed are some suspicious points, perhaps these hold the cause of Yueyue’s condition."

Qin Feng shook his head, speaking with a heavy tone,

"Follow me, let’s conduct a detailed examination, including genetic sequencing and various neurological checks."

"Alright."

The couple exchanged a look and then followed him to the elevator.

Soon, the little girl was placed on the machines for examination one after another.

During this process, Qin Feng also observed the girl indeed had severe motor disorders in her body and limbs.

Moreover, throughout, she couldn’t speak, muttering indistinctly.

Off the CT platform, if not holding onto the machine, walking was challenging, her legs clearly showing X-shaped support.

....

A full two hours,

Even with priority given, the checks took all morning.

After receiving the report, without pausing for lunch, Qin Feng immediately started his analysis.

As for Yueyue’s family, Lan Jing first took them to the cafeteria, then back to the lounge to rest.

In the office, Qin Feng and Song Yuan examined all the images together.

Most importantly was the brain CT.

Both stared at the clear vascular imaging in the light box, unable to resist exchanging glances.

"Your judgment was correct."

Song Yuan spoke in a deep tone.

Qin Feng’s lips curved into a smile, his eyes brightening.

There is indeed an issue!

A blood vessel near the motor neuron’s area had clear signs of bleeding.

Which is almost nonexistent in Kabuki syndrome!

Especially the shadow about the size of a fingernail, likely iron deposition!