Chapter 1921

"Dr. Phil, I'd like to ask you a question --"

walking side by side with the tall and thin middle-aged male doctor to the main building of St. Edinburgh hospital. Finally, Zhou Wei still couldn't resist the curious inquiry, and his eyes fell on the face of the former:

"are you the girl's..."

Dr. Phil laughed, as if he had guessed the question in Zhou Wei's heart and shook his head:

"No."

"Actually speaking Cassie is not my patient. "

"I'm mainly responsible for the patient's condition management in the intensive care unit in area a of the inpatient department, but Cassie belongs to the ward in area B on the 4th-6th floor, which was not under my jurisdiction originally."

"As for the chief physician It's not me

The answer is very detailed, but the more detailed the answer is, the more perplexed Zhou Wei's doubts will not disappear:

"I think you seem to be -"

before you finish your words, Dr. Phil laughs and says:

"it seems that you know and care about Cassie well. Is that what you want to say?"

Without waiting for Zhou to nod his head subconsciously, Dr. Phil's eyes turned away and looked at the desolate scene on both sides of the garden path, and said with emotion:

"yes."

"It wasn't really something I had to worry about."

"It's just

"That girl seems to have a kind of magical power from the East, so that anyone who sees her can't help but feel concern and pity."

It's a little mysterious, but Zhou Wei is vaguely aware of it. He looks up to Dr. Phil again:

"just like the Jessica nurse at the information desk?"

"Yes, just like Jessica." Dr. Phil nodded definitely and laughed: "Jessica is one of the nurses who took care of Cassie since she first came to our hospital in St. Edinburgh. She almost treats Cassie as her own daughter - that's why you are so alert to Mr week. I hope you don't mind."

Zhou Wei shook his head:

"of course, this mood is understandable, it's just a misunderstanding."

At this time, he did not care about the little misunderstanding and conflict before, because through the answer and explanation of Dr. Phil in front of him, he was more deeply and intuitively aware of the special charm of the girl who had never been masked.

A girl from the Far East.

After coming to a foreign country, in a completely strange environment, even in a hospital which should only be covered by the cold and inhumane atmosphere of medical alcohol and disinfectant water, we can get so many strangers' free care and love.

This alone

That's great enough.

Even though he had never seen the girl named "Anxin", Zhou Wei could not help but subconsciously try to sketch out the image of the other party at this moment.

it should be a girl full of sunshine and always smiling.

He has black hair belonging to Oriental people.

A delicate and fine body.

There is no doubt that there is a beautiful and pitiful face.

Maybe cute.

Maybe smart.

But no matter what kind of temperament They should also have the unique charm of being indescribable, making people willing to be close to them, and making the people around her feel happy and sunny.

"She's really a good girl --" as if to prove Zhou Wei's conjecture, Dr. Phil once again sent out a heartfelt sigh: "with the warm breath surrounded by the sun, it's so bright that all young men of the same age will be attracted by it..."

After that, he suddenly stopped for a moment and then sighed with a long sigh:

"pity --"

just a word of pity is enough for Zhou Wei to guess and understand some hidden meanings.

So the words came here and finally turned to the subject.

He took a deep breath and adjusted his mood. Zhou Weizheng looked at Dr. Phil and put forward his doubts that had been buried in his heart for a long time:

"so, I haven't consulted --"

"that girl What's wrong with it? "

As if he had expected this question raised by Zhou Wei, Dr. Phil's face did not show any surprise. He just sighed again, stopped to look at Zhou Wei and said quietly:

"ALS, I don't know Mr. Zhou. Have you heard of it?"

A-L-S？

Strange English words, let Zhou for a moment to listen to slightly stunned.

Vaguely, I seem to be familiar with this term, but for a while But can't really remember.

……“ALS。”

"Full name It should be called amyotrophic lateral sclerosis. "

Dr. Phil's tone seemed calm and gave a more detailed explanation to Zhou Wei.

And this time

The latter finally understood.

The expression on Zhou Wei's face suddenly changed:

"amyotrophic lateral sclerosis?"

Dr. Phil nodded slowly: "yes, it seems that you are no stranger to this disease - but in our UK, it should be called MND, or motor neuron disease." He said with a smile: "the French call this disease Charcot - Charcot disease, but in fact, they all mean the same thing."

At the moment, Dr. Phil's words have been completely unable to concentrate on listening carefully, because at this time Zhou Wei himself has been completely shocked by the truth.

In the brain

It's like a buzz!

ALS。

Yes, even ordinary people like him, who have nothing to do with the medical field, are also vaguely familiar with the abbreviation of the word, because although the three simple English letters may not be familiar to most people, if it is to translate Chinese But it will never be strange.

Progressive frostbite.

"The upper and lower motor neurons of the patient were damaged, resulting in muscle weakness and atrophy in the limbs, trunk, chest and abdomen."

"Slowly lose their ability to move until swallowing, difficulty speaking, and respiratory failure."

His tone was almost flat without any fluctuation. He slowly explained such a rigorous and cold medical professional explanation from his mouth. At this moment, Dr. Phil's face looked a little indifferent, but the sadness and heavy light in his eyes revealed his real mood fluctuation.

After swallowing a mouthful of saliva, Zhou Wei felt that his voice was a little tight when he spoke again:

"that girl Got ALS? "

"No Dr. Phil shook his head.

However, before Zhou even responded to any subconscious relaxation or confusion, Dr. Phil's voice came again:

"her illness."

"More complex and more serious than ALS."

For a moment.

The wind and rain in the garden seems to be suddenly quiet with this sentence.

It's just a kind of cold and cold feeling that can't be explained clearly Slowly climbing up the heart.

The air is cold.

The rain fell on the black umbrella.

Under the umbrella, a tall, thin, middle-aged British man hangs his head slightly as if mourning:

"that's a variant of ALS."

"It's not more than three in a thousand patients with conventional ALS."

"This variant --"

"is called orsenmer."

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