Zhou Wei has seen some reports on ALS online.

The probability of this disease in China is about 4 in 100,000, which means that there are about 40,000 to 80,000 patients in the population of more than one billion.

And at this moment

Dr. Phil in front of him gave an event with a lower probability.

Mutational disorders.

Orsonmer.

Even in ALS patients, there is only a three-in-thousand chance of occurrence.

Three thousandths of four hundred thousand miles.

"One in ten thousand..." Zhou Wei murmured almost subconsciously. For a moment, he felt that his heart couldn't help but tighten slightly.

The world is so big.

Tens of nearly ten billion people.

The probability of one in tens of millions is almost a number that can be ignored.

But when it falls on a specific person... what kind of mood, what kind of powerlessness and despair should be for the sick individual?

It's like...

It is a destiny in the dark.

"Is it a terrible luck?" Doctor Phil looked at Zhou Wei, and the corner of his mouth slightly tugged and showed a smiley expression: "It's even more rare than winning a lottery."

It sounds like it's a joke.

But perhaps it is because the stereotyped British are not good at humor, or perhaps it is because the storm and rain in the garden are cold and cold, so that when the joke is spoken, no matter the speaker or the listener, there is no feeling of being amused at all.

silence.

Then heavier.

While trying hard to adjust his mood, Vice President Chu, who was thinking about whether this matter was also understood clearly in China, Zhou Wei looked at Dr. Phil again: "This...Osenmer is more serious than ordinary ALS?"

This is confirmation and verification again.

And without any surprise, Dr. Phil nodded:

"Yes."

“It’s even harder.”

"In terms of latency and duration of the disease, its characteristics seem to be similar to ordinary ALS, but the therapeutic drugs we can provide for ordinary ALS patients in medical terms have less than 30% effect on Orsenmer."

Zhou Wei was slightly awakened when he heard it:

"so"

Dr. Phil took a deep breath: "So, the pain that Orsenmer patients need to bear during the course of their illness... is far more than that of ordinary patients with ALS."

Zhou Wei only felt his eyelids beating slightly, and he suppressed his mood and asked again: "What kind of pain is it?"

Dr. Phil looked at Zhou Wei with a dull look on his face, and the answer he gave was extremely concise:

"pain."

"Physical pain."

In addition to the dysphagia and respiratory disorders in the middle and late stages of the disease, ordinary patients with ALS only gradually weaken the muscles of the limbs in the early stages of the disease, but at least they do not reach the level of physical pain.

But Orsonmer patients will.

"From the moment the disease starts, it means pain that is always underway."

Dr. Phil, who was calm and as if he was just a plain fact, could not stop his eyelids trembled slightly:

"The 30% effect of the drug is limited to alleviating muscle weakness."

"But for this physical pain"

“There’s nothing to do.”

Zhou Wei felt a chill that could not be stopped rising from his back and headed straight into his forehead. Even if he could only imagine what it was through the oral statement of Dr. Phil in front of him.

Pain that cannot be solved by drugs is always accompanied.

The body and limbs were a little bit dissipated and weak.

What kind of despair should it be? It can completely defeat a person with a firm mind and will.

But now the recipient of all this is just a girl who may be under twenty years old.

How much pain should she have experienced... can she still persevere until now?

Suddenly thinking about something, Zhou Wei looked at Dr. Phil:

"How long has this disease been in that girl?"

Dr. Phil trembled slightly when he heard this, he lowered his eyes and slowly answered: "It has been a whole year since the start of the disease... It should be half a year since the hospitalization."

"That is to say, in the first half of the year... she hasn't even been to the hospital for treatment?"

Zhou Wei couldn't help but widen his eyes, almost unable to believe such a thing.

Had this disease...

Being suffering like that...

I didn't even arrive at the hospital right away. It took half a year to start the formal and serious treatment. What did the girl... or what did her family think!?

Shaking his head, he temporarily put the inexplicable anger and anger aside. Zhou Wei asked again with anticipation:

"Then is this disease...Osenmer, is there a possibility of curing it?"

Unconsciously, even Zhou Wei himself did not realize that he seemed to have much more worries and concerns about the girl who had never been masked than strangers should have.

However, such an expectant inquiry fell to Dr. Phil, but he could only give him a bitter smile:

"Even ordinary ALS can't be easily cured."

"The Orsenmer, whom we suffer from, has very few other cases that we can learn from around the world, so we have no reference. Even here in St. Edinren... we can only try to control her condition and not worsen further, while constantly trying to use experimental drugs."

Zhou Wei was stunned:

"Experimental drug?"

Then he suddenly realized: "Isn't that just treating people as..."

"Little White Mouse." Phil took the speech directly and admitted bitterly helplessly: "Yes, this is the only way now."

"Is that... effective?" Zhou Wei swallowed.

Phil was silent.

After a while, he shook his head with difficulty:

"Very tiny."

"Even because it is an experimental drug that has not been confirmed, many of them have side effects on patients after taking it, such as it may aggravate the pain."

As he said that, as if he had recalled something, Dr. Phil sighed:

"Even Cas' parents couldn't bear it, but that good girl... had never cried out a pain or even complained even once."

"The gradual weakness of the muscles of the limbs requires continuous rehabilitation exercises."

“There are also various injections.”

"The pain caused by various experimental drugs, and the pain carried by her own illness."

"Yes, sir, you should also imagine how unbearable it is. No adult male can hold on. I have even seen someone breaking down and crying, but that girl."

"Never, I just smile."

Zhou Wei couldn't help but feel a little shocked when he heard this.

And Dr. Phil was looking at him, his tone never seemed as serious and solemn as ever:

"From her face, there is never a look of pain or sadness. She always uses a warm smile like sunny to infect and comfort everyone around her."

"To be honest, before I met Caspian... I never thought that there would be such a pure, flawless and perfect girl like a gem."

As if infected by Dr. Phil's description, Zhou Wei's mind couldn't help but sway and nodded subconsciously:

"indeed."

“That’s really amazing”

But the next moment, Zhou Wei, who suddenly came to his senses, remembered something, and his mood suddenly sank to the bottom:

"But the surgery this morning?"

The expression on Dr. Phil's face also rose again solemnly:

"Yes."

“As I said, something happened.”

"So maybe it's not the right time for us to stop and talk slowly, let's hurry up and go first."

Ah, the third update of yesterday is here, and the next chapter is around 5 pm. The next plot needs to be carefully considered.
Chapter completed!