"A few years ago, a drug for treating spinal muscular atrophy was approved in China. The principle of treating diseases is similar to this one. However, Mira's drug needs to be specially developed to correct genetic splicing errors." Su Yun said.

"Gene splicing can be independently developed, can small stones be used?"

"There are 203 mature targeted drugs, plus gene editing methods, I think it is a way out." Su Yun said.

"When it comes to the individualized treatment in your dreams, Master Yan's son is right." Zheng Ren knows the significance of this matter.

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

"Yes." Su Yun smiled.

"In addition to the advancement of technology, we also need to be extremely lucky. Any mistake in taking any wrong steps must be repeated. It takes too much time to consume, and I am afraid that the little stone will not be able to bear it." Zheng Ren said in a deep voice.

"It's always right to try it. Look at Xiao Shitou's solid appearance, I don't think it's so easy to die." Su Yun said, "How about it, I'm moved."

"Well, it's a bit. But when I think of the messy statements of Master Yan and the others, I feel a little resistant."

"Boss, think about Taoist Wang." Su Yun gave his boss psychological counseling: "Taoist Wang can be said to have saved countless people in his life. The popularity of Lao Yushan is also a kind of reward."

Zheng Ren nodded slightly.

"Success in the secular sense is called worldly entry in their sense."

"Don't talk nonsense."

"Cell therapy, antisense therapy and gene therapy, from the principle alone, they all have the opportunity to produce specialized intervention cells, oligonucleotide sequences, and adeno-related viral vectors according to the patient's actual condition. I think it is very likely that you can survive the tribulation for a few more months."

"Are you satisfied if you say so?"

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

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

Zheng Ren knew that he just wanted to see what it means to overcome the tribulation, but what he said made sense. The most important thing is that Master Yan’s venture capital funds have sufficient technical reserves.

This is what Zheng Ren wants.

"I think about it again, and you can help me see if there are any other technologies."

"Their technology is the most advanced. Although no one knows right or wrong, from the perspective of cell therapy, antisense therapy and gene therapy, Yan Changsen has shares in several technologies that are recognized as having reached the forefront of technology," Su Yun said without hesitation.

As they said that, the two walked slowly back to the interventional department.

As soon as I entered the department, I saw Zhao Wenhua talking to a patient in the corridor. There was chaos around me, as if the patient's family was packing up their things.

Is this going to be automatically discharged from the hospital? This idea came to Zheng Ren's mind.

"The operation has not been done yet... Look at this matter, it is quite suitable and there are no contraindications. Otherwise, you can go after a surgery." Zhao Wenhua was persuading with great thoughts.

"Professor Zhao, we won't do it anymore." The patient was very energetic, and the black air on his face dissipated a little. From his words, he could feel a kind of pleasure, a heartfelt pleasure.

When he spoke, he was full of confidence. The patient seemed to have found a way to cure it. Even Zheng Ren faintly saw a hint of contempt and a hint of contempt in his eyes.

"The operation is not big, so it won't delay your other treatment." Zhao Wenhua obviously wanted to try it, and kept persuading him.

Zheng Ren smiled. Zhao Wenhua has many shortcomings, such as jealousy, timidity, blame, and profit.

But essentially, he did a good job in the operation. If the patient really had something to do, he could squat in the ward as a professor in the group and squat overnight. This is what a doctor should do, so Zheng Ren recognized Zhao Wenhua from a certain perspective.

There is no shortage of patients in 912, and countless small hotels outside are full of people. If patients with slow diagnosis are to be admitted to the hospital, they will be queuing for at least one month.

A person's auto-discharge has almost zero impact on Zhao Wenhua. The essence of his persuasion when he can pull his face down, standing in front of the patient is that he believes that if the patient does not undergo surgery, the condition will be difficult to control soon.

After all, Zhao Wenhua still had a trace of kindness in his heart.

"Professor Zhao, thank you." The patient also left some room for Zhao Wenhua and spoke very politely. "I was lucky enough to meet Master Xiao in the afternoon. I heard from the master that I can still cure... Don't persuade me. If the children at home insisted, I would have attended Master Xiao's study class very early."

Zhao Wenhua's face was twisted as if he was eating a bitter gourd with an empty mouth. He wanted to say something, but he didn't know how to start with the peace.

"Boss Zheng, you're back." Zheng Rengang looked at him twice, and Song Ying walked 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 wry smile.

"Hmm?" Zheng Ren looked at Song Ying in confusion.

When Zhao Wenhua heard Song Ying say Boss Zheng, he immediately turned around and saw Zheng Ren and Su Yun coming in. He stopped talking to the patient, and strode towards Zheng Ren and complained: "Boss Zheng, see what's going on."

"What's going on?" Su Yun asked, knowing that there must be a story.

"It's all my fault..." Song Ying said apologetically: "This is not..."

"Let's go to the office to talk." Zheng Ren interrupted Song Ying's words, looked at the family of the patient who was packing things, and vaguely guessed that the so-called Master Xiao had contact with the patient who was about to be discharged from the hospital.

When he arrived at the office, Zheng Ren smiled and said, "Sit down and say, don't worry."

After saying that, he sat in a familiar position and placed the fifth edition of the surgery next to him on his legs.

"Boss Zheng, I have a business partner abroad. His lover believes in traditional Chinese medicine and met a Master Xiao. Didn't you win the Nobel Prize? That master wants to visit you." Song Ying's face was also ugly, and he did a little rude in this matter.

"I don't know if I'm not a Chinese medicine doctor or a liar at all." Song Ying admitted directly, and did not refuse. "He came to find you just now, so I came with me."

"What happened later?"

"What is he doing?"

Zheng Ren and Su Yun asked together.

"It is said that he is the pioneer of meridian slap therapy. He has held many study classes at home and abroad. It is said that he can cure all diseases and has a high cure rate."

“…”

Zheng Ren frowned and looked at Song Ying, feeling unhappy.
Chapter completed!