My Husband With Scholar Syndrome - Chapter 80

Life winner

The cure of autism has always been a difficult problem in the medical community. The vast majority of autistic patients will not be able to integrate into society for their entire lives. Only a few very lucky autistic patients can learn how to survive in normal society.

And among these very few autistic patients, there are even fewer autistic patients with learning syndrome. Without exception, this very small number of autistic patients, after using their extremely intelligent brain to enter the society, will become very good in their areas of expertise.

They can be good musicians, conductors, scientists, doctors, or leaders in other industries.

One month ago, Professor Feng received an invitation to a seminar on autism organized by the World Autism Research Association. There is nothing surprising about the seminar, it will be there every year, but this time the association made an improvement, which is to require each professor participating in the seminar to bring a good autism that he has treated and recovered. The patient went to participate.

Professor Feng turned his back on his own business for decades, and he had a thick medical record. He thought about it and only Baichuan could take it. This boy has been getting better every day since he got married. But when the boy recovered, he just ignored him and didn’t even want to come for psychological counseling once a month.

Please ask him directly and he will not agree.

Professor Feng thought for a moment and decided to ask Mu Xiaoya for help.

Compared to Shirakawa, Mu Xiaoya has a lot to talk about. When I heard that this seminar is to help more people with autism, I promised it on the spot. It’s not like Baichuan’s white-eyed wolf. Care about your own kind.

In the VIP waiting room of the airport, Professor Feng frequently looked at the entrance. Now he was boarding. Why didn’t Shirakawa and Mu Xiaoya come?

Anxiously, suddenly a little boy in yellow clothes ran in from the door, squinting at himself, stinging and hiding under the buffet plate.

this is……

“come out!”

Sure enough, it was a small group of white family. Professor Feng saw the Shirakawa who was chasing him in. He went over and planned to say hello.

“I don’t, I don’t want to change clothes.” Compared to his father’s words, the speed of the Baijia Tuanzi is fast and urgent, but the soft voice does not make people feel uncomfortable.

“Dirty.” Shirakawa saw his son hiding under the plate. He wanted to take people into the pool and wash him from the beginning. The child was too bad. When I was a child, I spit and grew up on the ground.

“I don’t change clothes, I will wear this bumblebee.”

“change.”

“Do not change!”

Perhaps this father and son are too good-looking. The two are so naively arguing, and the people around them are not impatient, but they are relished.

“That… Ogawa, what happened?” For a long time, Professor Feng found his chance to interject.

“His clothes are broken, they have to be changed.” Bai Chuan glanced at Professor Feng and explained.

What is the clothes broken?

Professor Feng is confused. Mu Xiaoya ran in at this time and saw the father and son who were confronting each other. They hurriedly greeted Professor Feng and kneel down to pick up his son: “Baby, come out.”

“I don’t want to change clothes.” Bai Xiaotun was unusually determined this time.

“Then don’t change.” Mu Xiaoya shouted.

“Really?”

“Really.” With the assurance of the mother, the white small group immediately climbed out without fear. Dad is annoying, but he listens to his mother.

Mu Xiaoya just agreed, and Shirakawa was upset. After waiting for his wife to stand up, he was aggrieved and said, “You help him.”

“…I, I don’t.” Mu Xiaoya sighed.

“He doesn’t change clothes, I feel bad.” Bai Chuan twisted his eyebrows.

This is awkward and difficult. Professor Feng, who wanted to help a little, quietly retired, while sighing, Mu Xiaoya is really not easy.

“I don’t want you to feel uncomfortable.” Mu Xiaoya and other sons climbed out and patted his dirty pants. He took a big one and went aside and asked, “Do you have to wear this dress?”

“Yeah.” Bai Tuanzi’s face was firm.

“Do you think the sleeves of the clothes have broken a hole and are not comfortable?”

“Yeah.” Shirakawa is also a firm face.

“Yes.” Mu Xiaoya took the knife from the table, and then pulled the sleeves of his son to poke it down. He only heard the thorn, and the sleeve broke a small hole.

Seems to be big? Mu Xiaoya then pulled over the other sleeve of his son. In the hole that was originally only the size of rice, it was a knife.

Well, it’s symmetrical.

She looked up and asked Shirakawa: “Is it still uncomfortable?”

Shirakawa shook his head.

Then I went to ask my son: “Is it still worn?”

“wear!”

All were happy, Mu Xiaoya put the knife back.

Great! Simple and rude, it is effective, and Professor Feng, who witnessed the whole process, admired it.

Mu Xiaoya only packed up the contradictions in the family. The radio prompts that he can start boarding. He took his son’s hand, Mu Xiaoya, and started boarding. Without taking two steps, the other hand was held by Shirakawa.

Fortunately, she just checked all the luggage.

The plane took off smoothly and landed smoothly. After arriving in the country for eight hours, after a day of rest in the country of H, Shirakawa needed to go to the seminar with Professor Feng. At the meeting, Shirakawa was one hundred unwilling, but he had already promised Mu Xiaoya in advance. He had to go to the scalp, but he did not give Professor Feng a good look.

Professor Feng is calm and embarrassed. Anyway, Shirakawa is unhappy, and his own promises have always been done seriously and responsibly.

The process of the seminar is very simple, the academic discussion in the morning, the observation in the afternoon, and the observation in the afternoon is the focus.

As for what to observe? The professors are going to observe how the autistic patients they bring are communicating. They want to find new research directions from the interaction of autistic patients. They want to know if there is special communication skills between autistic patients and then have lunch. Dozens of autistic people from all over the country are left behind. In the activity room. The event room was pre-arranged with billiards, table tennis, and various board games.

Unfortunately, dozens of people, no one seems to want to play games.

There is no way, the professor has to go to the next door, expressing the hope that there will be some exchanges between them. But the premise is that you can’t talk about your own industry-related knowledge. The reason is that they can talk about professional knowledge. One person can say one afternoon. How can this be communicated directly into academic seminars? Besides, professional knowledge can’t help them get social.

Can’t talk about professional knowledge, what are you talking about? People with autism are very upset. At this time, an autistic patient in the education industry spoke first: “I have prepared some topics that humans often talk about when they are socializing or meeting for the first time. We come one by one.”

People who have no direction have nodded their consent.

“The first, today’s weather.”

“Sunny and cloudy, winds 3-4, temperature 26-28 degrees, good air quality, suitable for travel.” A doctor practitioner, as if the weather forecast is the same.

When everyone heard it, there was nothing to add, so they kept silent.

“The second question, what did you eat today?”

“Crisps, hamburgers, corn soup.”

“Spaghetti, milk~”

After a while, the buffet food at noon was basically finished.

“The third question, when was your first love?”

“Twenty years old.”

“Sixteen years old.”

“Seven years old.”

drink! Everyone glanced over collectively and made a questioning voice: “A seven-year-old child does not know how to fall in love.”

“That’s right, my heart and physiology are immature.”

“Why do you question me when you are late in love?” King Shirakawa despised him, and he was Mu Xiaoya, who was seven years old. What’s wrong?

Also, without practice, there is no right to speak, and everyone accepts with an open mind.

“This question can be further expanded.” The leading comrade continued to ask questions, “How long have you broken up in your first love relationship? And explain why.”

“For a month, because she just wanted to try to fall in love with an autistic person, and then she was curious. During that time, we kissed, but didn’t go to bed.”

“For two months, because I eat chocolate every day, I lose my temper if I can’t eat it. She said that being with me is like taking care of kindergarten children, except when going to bed.”

“It doesn’t matter.” Shirakawa’s answer was different from ordinary people again.

“From seven years old to now?” Someone questioned.

“Yes.” Shirakawa was full of anger.

“How to prove it?” Everyone asked.

Shirakawa raised his left hand and held it straight up to the questioning person: “Wedding ring, moLo custom model, number 0898, can be checked.”

Someone took out the mobile phone silently, and checked and said, “It’s true. I looked at their internal list. They do have Shirakawa’s name. They’ve been married for five years.”

The crowd stopped now.

“Then the next question, are you married?”

“No.”

“No.”

“Have!”

Everyone: You’ve seen the wedding ring, so you don’t need to answer it.

Shirakawa: I have obsessive-compulsive disorder, and I have to answer questions.

“do you have any kid?”

Foreigners are not as traditional as Chinese. Although most of these autistic people are not married, they have about half of them with children. However, the children basically live with their mothers. Only Shirakawa lives with them.

“The child is a disaster.” This is an autistic who has had a child. “I took it for three days, threw him to his mother, and gave me a lot of money.”

“Yes, the child is just a demon. I pay half of my salary as a babysitter every month.” This is an autistic who did not throw the child to his mother, but was on the verge of collapse every day. .

“Chuan, how did you live with your child, wouldn’t you want to kick him?”

“Yes, every time I want to hit him, I throw him away.” Shirakawa replied.

“It’s against the law to lose a child.” Everyone exclaimed, or they wanted to lose it too.

“It can be thrown to parents, father-in-law, brother, not only do they not break the law, they will be very happy.” Shirakawa replied.

“Hua Guo is really a magical country.” The few autistic patients who live with their children are infinitely envious. Their parents are reluctant to take their children. They can only ask for a nanny.

“I don’t want to have children because they don’t inherit my IQ.” A patient with a scholar syndrome said, “It’s stupid. It takes years to learn something as simple as calculus.”

“Yes, Chuan, is your child stupid?”

“Stupid.” Shirakawa thought of his son who was three years old to count to a hundred, and he was very abandoned. “It took three years to learn a hundred.”

“This is too stupid.” Everyone expressed their sympathy, but there was something wrong with Chuan. “Your wife must have broken your heart.”

“No,” Shirakawa replied. “Our family has money, and it doesn’t matter if the child is stupid.” This was what the whole family said when he was abandoning the child, especially his elder brother Baiji, who rolled his eyes for the first time.

But if you think about it, his brother’s calculus is not very good, but it will make money.

……

Then I asked some questions, which are common problems in ordinary people’s lives. After asking, everyone summarized and analyzed: Shirakawa has love and marriage, money and work, IQ and pursuit, wife and son, and his life is complete. Meet the current definition of a winner in life.

“You are the winner of life.” Everyone was envious.

“Yes.” Shirakawa was not humble.

The professors who were hiding in the office next door for a whole afternoon didn’t collect any information, so they turned to ask Feng: “Feng, how did you do that?”

“…” Don’t ask me, I didn’t do anything. Also, do people from autism who also like to compare games together?

At 4 o’clock in the afternoon, the seminar was over, and the professors came to pick up people and prepare to return to the hotel.

“You go.” Shirakawa dismissed Professor Feng.

“We have to go back to the hotel together,” Professor Feng explained.

“No, I have to wait for Xiaoya.” Shirakawa said.

“Xiaoya and the small group went to visit the museum.” Didn’t he say yes in the morning?

Shirakawa frowned, and was about to be unhappy. Suddenly a small cannonball in a red T-shirt bumped over: “Dad, you’re done.”

Shirakawa held his son up in one hand: “What did you eat? It’s two pounds fatter than the morning.”

“An ice cream, a bowl of pasta, a bottle of cola.”

Bai Chuan gave a cry and threw his son to Professor Feng next to him.

Everyone looked over and found that Professor Feng, who had lost his child, not only did not feel unhappy, but grinned, unhappy. Hold the stupid child who has been studying mathematics for three years.

Otherwise, let’s go to Hua Guo. Several autistic patients with children are silently considering.

“The meeting is over.” Mu Xiaoya walked to Shirakawa.

“Ok.”

“Tired?”

“Not tired.”

“Are there any gains?”

“I am the winner of life.”

What’s the conclusion?

Mu Xiaoya was wondering. Suddenly a blond foreigner came over and asked her in English with an unknown accent: “How old are you like Sichuan?”

Mu Xiaoya did not know why, but still replied: “Five years old.”

Everyone: It seems that Chuan did not lie to anyone. He is indeed a winner in lif