"A few years ago, China approved the listing of a drug for the treatment of spinal muscular atrophy - nosinasheng. The principle of treating the disease is similar to this. Only Mira's drug needs special development to correct gene splicing errors." Su yundao.

"Gene splicing can be developed independently. Can small stones?"

"There are 203 mature targeted drugs, plus the means of gene editing, I think it is a way out." Su yundao.

"When it comes to individualized treatment in the dream, master Yan's son is right." Zheng Ren knows the meaning of this matter.

Everyone's condition is more or less different. It can be accurate to a single individual, even to a single organ and a single cell... This is a dream of medical treatment, which is still just a dream.

"Right." Su Yun smiles.

"In addition to the progress of science and technology, we should also be very lucky. If we go wrong in any step, we should start over again. It takes too much time. I'm afraid the small stone can't stand it." Zheng Ren said in a deep voice.

"It's always right to try. Look at the solid skin of the small stone, I don't think it's so easy to die." Su Yun said, "how's it going? Let's get excited."

"Well, it's a little. But when I think of master Yan's messy statements, I have some resistance."

"Boss, think about Taoist Wang." Su Yun gave psychological counseling to his boss: "Taoist Wang has saved countless people in his life. The incense of laogua mountain is at its peak, which is also a kind of feedback."

Zheng Ren nodded gently.

"Success in the secular sense is called accession to the WTO."

"Don't be bullshit."

"Cell therapy, antisense therapy and gene therapy, from the perspective of principle alone, have the opportunity to produce special intervention cells, oligonucleotide sequences and adeno-associated virus vectors according to the actual condition of patients. I think it's very possible for small stones to endure for a few more months."

"Are you satisfied with that?"

"..." Zheng Ren glared at Su Yun.

"What's your expression, boss? I'll tell you..." Su Yun began to talk about the pros and cons with his fingers again.

Zheng Ren knows that he just wants to see what a robbery is, but what he said is reasonable. The key is that master Yan's venture capital fund has sufficient technical reserves.

This is what Zheng Ren wants.

"I'll think about it again. You can help me see if there are any other technologies."

"Their technology is the most advanced. Although we don't know right or wrong, in terms of cell therapy, antisense therapy and gene therapy, Yan Changsen has shares in several technologies recognized by the world as having reached the forefront of science and technology." Su Yun said without hesitation.

With that, they slowly walked back to the intervention department.

As soon as I entered the Department, I saw Zhao Wenhua talking to a patient in the corridor. It was noisy around, as if the patient's family were packing up.

Is this automatic discharge? Zheng rennaohai had such an idea.

"The operation hasn't been done yet... Look at the trouble. It's very suitable and there are no contraindications. Why don't you have an operation and go again." Zhao Wenhua is persuading painstakingly.

"Professor Zhao, we won't do it." The patient's mental head was very full, and the black gas on his face also dispersed a little. You can feel a kind of pleasure from his words, from the heart.

Speaking of words, the patient is confident and looks like he has found a way to heal. Even Zheng Ren saw a trace of contempt and contempt in his eyes.

"The operation is not big. It won't delay you to do other treatment." Zhao Wenhua obviously wanted to try, but he couldn't help persuading.

Zheng Ren smiled. Zhao Wenhua has many shortcomings - jealousy, timidity, throwing the pot, competing for profits and so on.

But in essence, he did a good job in the operation. The patient is really busy. He can squat in the ward for one night as a professor with a group. This is what a doctor should do, so Zheng Ren recognizes Zhao Wenhua from a certain point of view.

There is no shortage of patients in 912. Countless small hotels outside are full of people. If patients with slow diagnosis want to be admitted to the hospital, they should queue up for at least 1 month.

If a person leaves the hospital automatically, the impact on Zhao Wenhua is almost zero. The essence of persuading him to pull down his face and stand in front of the patient is that he thinks the patient's condition will soon be difficult to control if he doesn't have surgery.

After all, there is still a trace of kindness in Zhao Wenhua's heart.

"Thank you, Professor Zhao." The patient also left a little room for Zhao Wenhua and said politely, "I was lucky to see Master Xiao this afternoon. I heard that I can cure... Don't persuade you. If the children at home didn't insist, I would go to master Xiao's class very early."

Zhao Wenhua's face twisted like an empty mouth, ate a bitter gourd and wanted to say something, but he didn't know to start with and.

"Boss Zheng, I'm back." Zheng Rengang looked twice, Song Ying came over and said with a smile.

"Brother song, why are you here?" Zheng Ren greeted with a smile.

"I seem to have caused you trouble." Song Ying shook his head slightly and said with a bitter smile.

"Huh?" Zheng Ren looked at Song Ying puzzled.

When Zhao Wenhua heard Song Ying say boss Zheng, he immediately turned around and saw Zheng Ren and Su Yun come in. He didn't talk to the patient anymore. He strode towards Zheng Ren and complained, "boss Zheng, look what's going on."

"What's going on?" Su Yun knew there must be a story, so he asked.

"It's all my fault..." Song Ying said sorry, "this is not..."

"Let's go to the office." Zheng Ren interrupted Song Ying's words, glanced at the patient's family members who were packing up, and vaguely guessed that the so-called master Xiao was in contact with the patient to be discharged.

When he came to the office, Zheng Ren smiled and said, "sit down and say, don't worry."

With that, he sat in his familiar position and put the fifth edition of surgery on his leg.

"Boss Zheng, I have a business partner abroad. He loves Xinsheng and knows a master Xiao. Didn't you win the Nobel Prize? The master wants to see you." Song Ying's face is also ugly. He has done something wrong.

"I don't know if I'm a doctor of traditional Chinese medicine or a liar." Song Ying admitted directly without shirking, "just now he came to you directly, I came with him."

"And then?"

"What does he do?"

Zheng Ren and Su Yun asked together.

"He is said to be the pioneer of meridian beating therapy. He has held many classes at home and abroad. It is said that he can cure all diseases and the cure rate is very high."

“……”

Zheng Ren frowned and looked at Song Ying. He was already unhappy.

Bullshit meridian tapping therapy is a liar. Song Ying's handling of this matter is indeed a little abrupt. Why do you go to the hospital to get such a liar?