When in Doubt, Shellyology

American TV Show World.

Adam took Mrs. Rogerson for a CT scan.

Mrs. Rogerson's daughter stayed behind in the ward, constantly building a dollhouse.

It was Monica's favorite—the panoramic miniature villa.

Everything inside was a true scaled-down version, and it even had electricity. The installed lights shimmered brilliantly, and happy little people lived within it.

Mrs. Rogerson had once loved playing with it, building the life of her dreams with her own hands.

Later, she passed it on to her daughter. Now that she had this illness, she had lost all interest in life.

Whenever Mrs. Rogerson's daughter kept her company, she would pull her into building a new dollhouse together.

First, it would keep her mother using her hands and delay the onset of the illness.

Second, it had once been her mother's favorite, so working on it offered some comfort.

In truth, this was only Mrs. Rogerson's daughter's wishful thinking. She had assembled the little parts—the tiny glass windows, sofas, coffee tables, and so on—then placed them in her mother's hands for a moment, letting her feel them and forcibly giving her a way to participate.

"Doctor, will it hurt badly?"

As she was wheeled along, Mrs. Rogerson looked at Adam expectantly.

"This..."

Adam had no answer.

"Mrs. Rogerson, you should try to be more positive."

Cristina, walking beside them, could not help urging her, "FOP isn't the end of the world. Do you know Hawking? He had Amyotrophic Lateral Sclerosis.

It was actually similar to your condition. He couldn't move either, but that didn't stop him from having a rich spiritual life and becoming one of the world's most famous scientists..."

"Oh, I know Hawking."

Mrs. Rogerson smiled. "What you said is true, but not entirely."

"Oh?"

Cristina looked at her in surprise.

"Hawking was indeed a