"Your condition has worsened again, and it looks a little bad."

When Ma Jun returned to Kunshi and met Jian Lian Yun, his first words made his heart hang in the air.

"My walking posture has become more stiff. Do I need support from my family to walk?"

"In this case, you sit down first and let me check it."

He sat obediently on the chair and accepted the doctor's examination.

Jian Lian Yun now does not tie her hair in a ponytail, but simply pulls her hair back. As she gets older, her temperament has become calmer. When her expression is serious, she still has the aura of a department director, and her ability to intimidate patients is first-rate.

She picked up a small percussion hammer shaped like a compass and tapped lightly on the tendons of his hands and feet while asking a series of questions.

"Can you lift your feet? Can you still move your fingers?"

"Come on, swallow your saliva. How do you feel about breathing? Do you feel any difficulty?"

Seeing the patient answering one by one and speaking clearly, she showed a thoughtful expression and sat back on the chair to update the medical record.

"Director Jian, I heard that there is a specific medicine for ALS? When can I start treatment?"

Ma Jun felt uneasy. He heard that Sanqing's clinical projects were very popular. Although he signed up, he didn't know if he would be selected.

Jian Jian Yun smiled slightly and explained patiently: "Don't worry, since you have been notified, I must have seen your case and feel that it meets the requirements."

"This is a phase I clinical trial. We have 30 places, and we mainly select early- to mid-stage patients from phases I to III."

"Because ALS progresses quickly and patients do not survive long, the clinical focus is mainly on controlling stage I, II, and III disease, trying to maintain and restore neurological function, and delaying the arrival of the late stage of the disease."

"Patients in stages IV and V are already in advanced stages of the disease and are not suitable for clinical trials of this drug."

"The best period for stem cell treatment of ALS is in the early stages. In the late stages, lesions occur in the brain and brainstem, which are currently difficult to treat."

Ma Jun suddenly became overjoyed: "Then I'm in the early stages now, so I think I can still be saved."

"You were originally in stage II, but now you have a tendency to develop into stage III, so you need to be treated with medication as soon as possible."

Jian Jian Yun handed over a document: "This is the consent form. After you sign it, you will go for a physical examination and then extract the cells. Once you are notified, you can come over and be admitted to the hospital."

"Do you still have to wait? How long do you have to wait?"

Ma Jun was a little disappointed when he heard this. After hearing the news, he wished he could move into the clinical building that afternoon and start treatment immediately.

"Because it is necessary to use your epidermal cells for culture to obtain suitable stem cells for subsequent treatment."

Jian Jian Yun comforted him: "About a week or so. There are 30 of us. It's pretty quick to get well within a week."

Ma Jun felt relieved, signed his name with difficulty, and went to another room accompanied by his family.

First, there was a routine physical examination. After all conditions met the requirements, the nurse took out a cotton swab, fiddled with it in his open mouth, and put it into a sealed test tube.

"Is this enough? Don't you need to puncture your spine to get the bone marrow?"

"I heard that stem cells can only be found in the spinal cord? You can get stem cells by just doing something in your mouth?"

Ma Jun showed a surprised expression. After learning about this, he immediately asked his son to check some relevant information online. He thought he knew something about stem cell treatment.

Don’t they say that stem cells require spinal puncture to be taken out?

Why are you so relaxed here, just making a few random gestures in your mouth, and that's it?

Are you so deceptive?

Looking left and right, I feel a little unreliable.

The nurse showed a clear expression: "Uncle, don't worry, we only need your oral mucosal cells for stem cell differentiation. No spinal tap is required."

She shook the test tube and smiled: "Although there is only a cotton swab in the test tube, just a little bit of Sanqing can turn it into stem cells and treat your disease."

"Wow, that's amazing. This is the legendary high technology!" Ma Jun looked shocked, feeling the awe of the power of technology.

Although I have always heard about high technology such as stem cells and knew that this thing was very high-end, I didn't understand how incredible it was until I was there.

Just messing around in your mouth and taking some oral mucosal cells can turn into a panacea for treating ALS?

How is this different from a fairy? It’s too magical.

His simple mind was instantly filled with admiration for Sanqing Medical Technology.

The son was also standing by, his eyes as big as bells, full of shock and admiration.

"Dad, Sanqing really deserves its reputation, it's so awesome."

"Since the nurse said so, you can just wait with peace of mind."

The two of them returned home excitedly and waited, which inevitably included a blowjob among the patients.

A week later, I received the notice as expected, and immediately rushed to the clinical building of the hospital with my luggage that I had packed early.

Here, he will stay for a whole month.

It’s exciting just thinking about it!

After waving goodbye to his family, Ma Jun put on a clean blue and white striped hospital gown, followed the marks between floors, and walked to his ward with a curious look on his face.

There were already five or six patients sitting inside, all younger than me, about forty years old, which is also the age group with the highest incidence of ALS.

Ma Jun glanced around and suddenly saw a young man in his early 30s, and was immediately surprised.

Others obviously had the same idea and were surrounding the young man, asking questions.

"Young man, what's your name? Why did you get this disease at such a young age?"

"Yes, isn't it true that the disease is more likely to occur when you are 40 years old?"

"Why do you get sick at 30? This is unscientific."

"My name is Wang Ping. Haha, I don't know if it's scientific or not. Maybe this is fate."

Wang Ping scratched his head, his expression a little helpless.

He didn't know how he got this disease. Apart from fate, what other explanation could there be.

However, he felt that having this disease was a blessing in disguise. Not only did he find true love, but he also had a cure before he hiccupped. He was really lucky.

"I'll buy some lottery tickets when I get out of hospital. Maybe I can win a big prize."

He thought happily in his heart, he didn't have the despair and depression of getting terminally ill at 30 and dying soon.

Ma Jun didn't care about his age, but seized the opportunity and inquired curiously.

"Do you know anything about this stem cell therapy? What's going on? Is it reliable?"

Patients, you look at me, I look at you, and we all shake our heads.

"I don't know, but it feels strangely powerful."

Wang Ping coughed lightly and interrupted: "I checked the information and have a certain understanding of this."

He went to college and was no stranger to the concept of stem cells. After searching online, he actually found some relevant information.

Now I’m going to do some popular science for everyone.

"This stem cell is different from ordinary cells. It is like a monkey and can change in many ways."

"Oh, I understand, seventy-two changes, right? I understand!"

Several middle-aged people nodded repeatedly, showing expressions of sudden realization.

"Sanqing has a special method, just like Tang Monk's tightening spell. Sun Monkey can become whatever he wants, so they can turn any cell in your body into a specific type of cell, called a neuron cell.

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"The disease we have is that the neuron cells in the spinal cord are damaged. Sanqing injects stem cells, and then chants the tightening mantra, it can turn the stem cells into neuron cells and repair the damaged nerves. This is basically how the disease is cured."

"Oh, I understand so well." Ma Jun became excited and slapped his thigh suddenly.

"Sanqing is the Jade Emperor. He sent Tang Monk to take care of Sun Monkey's stem cells, enter our spinal cord, and kill all the monsters."

"Then the great sage transformed a monkey hair into thousands of monkeys, filled up all the injuries in our spinal cord, and naturally cured the disease."

"Brothers, I understand it this way, right?"

The others instantly showed expressions of "I understand" and cheered.

"Brother, you are awesome. Once you explain it like this, I will understand."

"The co-authoring ancestor has already written it in the book."

"Sure enough, no matter what new things happen, they can't escape from the old ways of our ancestors."

"Huh? How can you explain it like this?" Wang Ping was dumbfounded. In fact, he seemed to understand, but he got stuck while talking, so he let himself go and started talking casually.

I was already very outrageous, but I never expected that these uncles would be even more outrageous than me.

After a lot of rambling, he was able to be logically self-consistent and explain the treatment process in such an easy-to-understand manner that it makes people feel convinced and convinced.

Seeing that he was far off topic, for a moment, he didn't know if what he said was right or not, so he could only shut up.

Soon, this rhetoric spread among the patients participating in the clinic and was well received by the public.

The next day, after breakfast, 30 volunteers lined up one by one to receive stem cell treatment.

There are also five healthy people who are not sick. They participated in the clinical experiment mainly for receiving money and dedicating their lives to test the safety of stem cells in normal people.
To be continued...