Yang Huai is ill, it is a mental illness.

Mental illness is often the most difficult to treat. Even though Yang Jun was well-informed, he was helpless to deal with this disease.

When the whole family found out that Yang Huai suffered from a mental illness, they also had a headache.

They have misunderstood him for so many years.

They didn't even know that Yang Huai had a disease.

Especially Wang Yuying, who kept wiping her tears. As a mother, she didn't even notice that her son was sick.

Today, Yang Jun’s home.

Dozens of experts gathered together.

They are all top experts in this field in the country, and they were all invited by Yang Jun from major hospitals.

Yang Huai did not appear here. Yang Jun just explained his condition and then looked at them intently.

One of the older experts said,

"Big boss, let me tell you the truth. There is no cure for this disease in China."

"When it comes to physical illness, everyone here and I will find a solution no matter what, but this is a mental illness..."

"You also know that our country's development in this area is relatively backward. If you want to treat this disease, I think... you have to go abroad."

As soon as the old man finished speaking, other experts followed suit,

"Yes, big boss, we really have nothing to do about this disease, and strictly speaking, mental illness is not a disease."

"Not to mention we have made some achievements in this area, we are simply blank. Several large medical institutions are currently working on this issue, but the progress achieved can be said to be minimal."

"..."

Everyone was discussing it, but no one could come up with an effective solution.

Yang Jun also frowned as he listened.

He knew that our country's development in this area was completely blank, and he did not expect these so-called experts in front of him to come up with a countermeasure. They were nothing more than treating a dead horse as a living horse.

"I understand what Mr. Zhong and you all mean."

Yang Jun raised his hand to signal them to be quiet.

"Let's do this. You go back and continue to think of ways. I will think of other ways. If you have talents in this field, you can recommend them to me. I will definitely not treat you badly."

"Great leader, I am really ashamed of myself."

Zhong Lao cupped his fists.

"Mr. Zhong, please don't say that."

"You have all tried your best. I can't thank you enough for making a trip in person. I am not an ignorant person. After all, we are still very weak in this aspect."

Yang Jun also said very politely.

There are two kinds of people in the world who cannot be offended easily, one is the cook and the other is the doctor.

Especially for someone with Yang Jun's status, he would never offend these two types of people easily.

The cook is responsible for his food and drink, and his life is in the hands of others. If he can be polite, he will be polite;

As for doctors, no one can guarantee that they will not get sick for a lifetime, not to mention that these doctors are the top experts in the medical field. Maybe one day, he will need them.

"Hey, I'm so embarrassed."

Mr. Zhong shook his head and said: "Boss, if nothing happens, we will go back?"

"Okay, everyone, go slowly."

Yang Jun stood up and said: "I have prepared some local specialties for everyone, and they will be used as carriage fare."

"Don't dare, don't dare."

After everyone heard this, they stood up and were polite.

Yang Jun personally sent them outside the gate.

There are guards outside the gate giving them so-called souvenirs.

Everyone thanked him and left.

The so-called local specialties are actually local specialties, which contain Quanjude roast duck.

Naturally, Yang Jun would not give them banknotes, gold bars or anything like that. Wouldn't that be a clue for others?

The roast duck is not worth a lot of money. It is just his thought and meaning.

And those experts didn't come here just for these two roast ducks. It didn't matter whether they could get gifts or not. The main thing was to climb the towering tree of Yang Jun.

"Hey, what should I do?"

At some unknown time, Wang Yuying appeared behind Yang Jun.

Just now, when Yang Jun was discussing his condition with the experts, she hid in the room and listened to every word they said.

Yang Jun sighed and said comfortingly: "Mom, don't worry, Qiu Shui has already contacted experts from abroad and they will be here in a few days."

When Wang Yuying heard this, her brows furrowed into a frown.

"I hope that expert can cure Huaier's disease."

Even domestic experts can't do anything about this disease, and she doesn't think foreign experts can do anything about it.

However, since a dead horse is a living doctor, she can only place her hope on the foreign expert.

When Yang Jun heard this, his expression was desolate.

He didn't know how to comfort Wang Yuying. After all, this disease was very special and could not be solved by superior medical skills.

As for whether the foreign expert can cure the disease, he can't guarantee it.

…

Three days later.

Yang Jun and Yi Qiushui appeared at the Beijing Airport.

Today they are going to welcome the foreign expert.

Taking advantage of his convenient status, Yang Jun and Yi Qiushui went to the tarmac to pick up the plane.

With a rapid and harsh sound of aircraft brakes, an international flight slowly stopped on the tarmac.

After a while, the cabin door opened and passengers began to come down one after another.

Passengers got off the plane carrying large and small bags.

At this time, there was no such thing as checked luggage. The plane was still an old-fashioned aircraft. The plane was like a bus. Passengers should take their belongings with them and we would not be responsible for their loss.

This situation did not end until the late 1990s.

There were not many people getting off the plane, only a few dozen.

Most of these people have black hair and yellow skin, and no foreigners have come down.

"You, a college classmate, won't let us go, right?"

Seeing that no one got off the plane, Yang Jun couldn't help but said.

Yi Qiushui smiled after hearing this.

"Don't worry, this friend of mine keeps his word and never puts pigeons in. It's just..."

Speaking of this, Yi Qiushui stopped.

"Just what?" Yang Jun asked.

"It's just that she pays great attention to ritual."

Yi Qiushui touched him with her arm and moved her mouth towards the plane.

"Look, isn't this coming down?"

When Yang Jun heard this, he raised his head and looked towards the hanging ladder.

I saw a fashionable girl with blond hair, eyes closed, and sunglasses appearing on the hanging ladder.

This woman was standing high on her feet, dragging the box with one hand and holding on to the hanging ladder with the other.

"Hi, dear Yi."

The girl took off her sunglasses and waved to say hello to Yi Qiushui.

"Hi, Linda."

Yi Qiushui waved to her and hurriedly greeted her.

Yang Jun saw this and shook his head slightly.

He followed Yi Qiushui to greet him.

The guard quickly climbed up the ladder to help her carry the suitcase.
To be continued...