Chapter 1946： 1 Identical Disease (Part 1)

In addition to his daily work, Zhang Lexian's main work today is to study Prince Merkel's condition.

Even though he has Prince Merkel's complete medical report and the treatment plan prescribed by Fan Zhensheng.

However, he still did not see why he did this?

It's like a scumbag who gets a paper from a scholar, obviously knows every word, clearly lists every formula, and even writes the answer on the paper.

But the scumbags can't see why they solve the problem like this.

Of course, Lexian Zhang is not a scumbag. A top student who graduated from MIT and studied at the Mayo Clinic for five years, how could he be a scumbag?

However, Prince Merkel's disease belongs to a new type of disease.

Even if it is placed on the end of the world, it has only just been successfully cracked.

I don't understand, it's normal.

It's not normal to understand.

This is a medical technology that has been ahead for nearly a century. How can it be mastered so quickly without anyone reminding it?

If you really master it, that's true genius.

Of course, Zhang Lexian is not without gains.

Although I can't understand the treatment plan given by Dr. Fan, how to deal with it?

However, with the answers, you can still understand a little bit.

But only a little bit.

It doesn't matter.

When Zhang Lexian looked at these materials, he always felt that Prince Merkel's medical report was somewhat familiar.

When I was palpated before, I felt a little familiar.

When I saw the medical report again, the familiar feeling was even stronger.

What's going on?

Zhang Lexian always wanted to find out, but he couldn't remember what was going on.

Today, Zhang Lexian mainly follows the condition of Prince Merkel. After a routine check, he is off work normally.

Go back to the temporary rental.

After Zhang Lexian finished dinner, he came to his mother's room.

"Mom, I'm back."

Looking at his mother curled up on the hospital bed, Zhang Lexian felt a heartache in his heart.

I swear in my heart that I will always take care of my mother's illness no matter what.

The mother has not slept and kept lying on her side, "It's good to be back, how are you doing today?"

"Very good, I have a very good time in the hospital."

Zhang Lexian subconsciously took his mother's hand.

Suddenly, Zhang Lexian's head seemed to be exploded by a bomb.

That familiar feeling came again.

Zhang Lexian finally knew why he felt so familiar during the day.

Isn't Prince Merkel's condition similar to his mother's condition?

Now think about it carefully, Prince Merkel's medical report and his mother's medical report, the abnormality between the two seems to be in the same position.

Does this mean that Prince Merkel's illness is exactly the same as his mother's?

Thinking of this, Zhang Lexian's hand trembled slightly involuntarily.

Because Zhang Lexian's hand never left his mother's, the mother felt Zhang Lexian's excitement and said with difficulty, "What's the matter, child? What happened?"

Zhang Lexian was afraid that his mother would be worried, so he quickly comforted his mother, "Mom, it's not a big deal, it's just that I seem to have found a way to cure your disease."

"Silly child, mother's illness, mother knows it, you just have to live your own life well."

As a mother, how could she not know her condition?

She knew very well that her illness had dragged down her son over the past few years.

If it weren't for this oil bottle, how could my son have such a hard time?

In fact, in the past time, she wanted to end her life several times, but she was reluctant to bear her son.

Later, when the muscles are severely atrophied, and many things need to be helped by others, the idea of ​​ending one's own life is even more impossible.

"Mom, take a good rest."

Zhang Lexian didn't explain too much. Whether he can really cure his mother's condition, he doesn't know for the time being.

However, he decided to go to the hospital tomorrow to consult Dr. Fan to see if he could ask Dr. Fan to help him check his mother's condition.

It's not too late to make a decision then.

Early the next morning.

Zhang Lexian came to the hospital and came to Fan Zhensheng's office for the first time after handling his daily affairs.

Fan Zhensheng, as a big boss in the hospital with incurable diseases, does not have many people in his office.

When Zhang Lexian came to the office, there was no one in the office.

After Fan Zhensheng finished the work at hand, Zhang Lexian hurriedly asked, "Doctor Fan, I have a patient with a similar condition to Prince Merkel. I would like to ask Dr. Fan to take a look."

"You have a patient with Prince Merkel's similar condition? Are you sure?"

Fan Zhensheng raised his head and looked at Zhang Lexian in surprise.

In his impression, at this point in time, Prince Merkel should be the first patient with Merkel's disease.

According to Prince Merkel's treatment experience, the other party should stay in the desert kingdom all the time and is unlikely to infect other people.

Is the truth of the matter, in fact, the first patient of Merkel's disease was not Prince Merkel, but someone else.

If this is true, it would not be surprising.

Although in some cases, the most primitive virus infection can be traced through certain techniques, but in some cases, the traced is not necessarily the earliest.

It is possible that other people infected with the virus died unexpectedly for some reason and did not infect others.

In this case, the original tracing of the virus is impossible.

Or maybe after showing this guy the medical report and the treatment plan yesterday, which patient might have a similar situation?

Zhang Lexian nodded firmly, and UU Reading said, "Yes, I'm sure, because this patient is my mother.

My mother had this disease for more than five years.

In the past five years, I have searched for doctors, but I have not found the reason for my mother's illness.

There is no cure for my mother's disease.

Until yesterday, when Dr. Fan asked me to palpate Prince Merkel, I felt a very familiar feeling.

Because my mother also suffers from a similar condition and her muscles are atrophied so badly, I give her a massage whenever I have time.

There was no connection between my mother's illness and Prince Merkel's illness.

But when I went back last night and touched my mother's hand, that familiar feeling came to my head, and I suddenly became enlightened.

Not only is the muscle atrophy similar, but Prince Merkel's physical examination report has defects, which are almost exactly the same as my mother's defects. "