"This one is..."

City Third Hospital.

Neurology.

A young female doctor in a white coat glanced at Chen Liang, with long hair fluttering, bright eyes and white teeth. In this depressing environment full of the smell of disinfectant, it gave people a bright feeling.

"Sister, he is my friend and Dai'er. He helped him send his dad here just now."

Han Jiayin had no time to care about anything else at this time and hurriedly asked, "How is my dad doing?"

The female doctor's face became heavy.

"Jiayin, you have to be mentally prepared."

Han Jiayin's face immediately turned pale.

But because of the responsibility, the female doctor could only continue ruthlessly: "The first symptom of als is clumsy and weak on one or both sides of the fingers, and then the small muscle atrophy in the hand is atrophy. Just like my uncle before, but as time goes by, the symptoms will gradually worsen, and the muscle atrophy will extend to various parts of the body. According to my judgment, it may be difficult for my uncle's right leg to be like a normal person in the future..."

"No! Sister, my dad has been cooperating with the treatment, why does it worsen so quickly?"

Han Jiayin's eyes were in panic and she couldn't accept such a cruel reality.

Yu privately, this is his relative, Yu Gong, this is his patient. As a doctor of medicine, Liu Man emphasizes truth from facts and cannot make up any kind lies.

"Als, commonly known as ALS, is not an ordinary disease. Jiayin, first of all, you have to know what an incurable disease is. Globally, there is no way to treat this disease, and the only thing that can be done is delay. Moreover, the condition of each patient is different. Some people die quickly in two or three years, but some people can live for a long time, just like Hawking. We should be glad that my uncle's disease is now only affecting the legs. If it affects the neck, it will be troublesome."

Liu Man's words are very pertinent, but they are also cruel.

No one knows that although this time it was only affected by the mobile function, the worst case that Liu Nan mentioned will happen sooner or later.

This is the ruthlessness of terminal illness.

It makes people have to watch their loved ones leave, helpless and powerless.

Han Jiayin said in a trembling voice: "Sister, please honestly answer me, how long does my dad have to stay...?"

Liu Man, the youngest chief physician of the Third Hospital of the City, was silent for a while.

"I can't give you an accurate answer to this. But within two years, my uncle shouldn't be in danger of his life."

Two years.

Han Jiayin took a step back, as if she had lost her strength and leaned against the wall of the corridor.

"Jiayin, please be stronger."

Lin Daier supported her.

"Uncles and aunts need you now, you must be strong."

"Doctor Liu, right?"

Chen Liang stared at the breastplate on the other party's plump chest - Liu Man, director of the Department of Neurology.

He promised not to look anywhere else.

"Is there anything wrong?"

Liu Man looked at him.

"Can you take a step to speak?"

Liu Man was a little confused, but for the sake of this, Jiayin's friend, he nodded.

"Go to my office."

The two came to the office.

Although I don’t know what the other party’s background is, the ability to be able to be the director of a major hospital at such a young age can be evident.

Chen Liang didn't say much nonsense, he was straight to the point.

"Doctor Liu, is there really no way to treat ALS?"

Liu Man was stunned for a moment.

This is undoubtedly a very meaningless question, almost like a nonsense.

"Your surname?"

"Chen Liang."

Liu Man nodded, but explained patiently: "Mr. Chen, I have said it clearly enough just now. To be honest, when I was studying for a doctorate, I also did special research on Als, but unfortunately, I had to give up in the end. There are millions of victims tortured by Als in the world, and in our country alone, there are as many as 200,000. I believe that countless scientific researchers in various countries want to eliminate this terrifying demon for humans as soon as possible, but at present, there is no effective result."

Two hundred thousand patients?

This number surprised Chen Liang a little. Although he had heard of ALS, it was indeed the first time he had seen the victim with his own eyes.

"In other words, if you get this disease, you can only wait for death?"

He asked honestly.

Liu Man looked at him, was silent for a moment, but nodded slowly.

"Yes, with the current medical level, Als is still a no-survival penalty area. I hope someone can conquer it in the future, but we are destined to see that day."

Her tone was very pessimistic.

But as a doctor of medicine, he said such words, undoubtedly indirectly illustrates the horror of ALS.

"What if someone developed a special medicine?"

Chen Liang said again.

Liu Man smiled uncontrollably.

"Mr. Chen, I can understand your mood. As a doctor, I also hope that the special medicine of Als can appear as soon as possible. Unfortunately, the pathological complexity of this disease is beyond your imagination. If someone can really develop a special medicine, it will be a blessing for the entire human being and a breakthrough in the milestone of the human medical system."

At the end, Liu Man's expression revealed a hint of yearning.

Others just heard that they were watching flowers in the fog, but as a neurology doctor, Han Jiayin's father was definitely not the first victim of ALS. No one knew the horror of this disease better than her. She had seen the tragic appearance of those patients who were tortured to death.

No one hopes that humans can overcome this disease as soon as possible than her.

But ideals are ideals.

If a terminal illness is so easy to overcome, it is not a terminal illness.

"Mr. Chen, I am Jiayin's cousin. Thank you for helping you send my uncle over."

Liu Man, who was wearing a white coat, held a unique style and stretched out her hand.

"Doctor Liu is polite, it's just a small effort."

Chen Liang raised his hand and did not take advantage. Even though the hand was very comfortable and cold and soft, he still put it on as soon as he touched it, very gentlemanly.

"My uncle's condition has worsened, and Jiayin should feel very uncomfortable. I am busy with work and can't get rid of it. I also hope that if Mr. Chen has the chance, he can help me persuade her more."

"At this point, all we can do is to keep a calm mind and cherish the days ahead."

Liu Man seemed to really just regard Chen Liang as Han Jiayin's ordinary friend.

"I can. Then I won't bother Dr. Liu."

Chen Liang nodded and immediately offered to say goodbye. When he turned around and walked out of the office, his expression suddenly became a little weird.

als.

It is recognized as the world's incurable terminal illness.

Through chatting with Liu Man, you can even confirm the terribleness of this disease.

However, he signed in just now, and the reward given to him by the system was actually...
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