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Chapter 8 Secret Medicine

 "I can help you apply to be a volunteer. If you are selected, you will have the opportunity to enjoy treatment at a relatively low price."

Ruan Xing frowned: "Do volunteers need to spend money to enjoy this medicine?"

The concubine said matter-of-factly: "It's always been like this. There's no such thing as a free lunch. The kind that doesn't require money and gives you money requires you to repay with other things, including your health and experimental drugs."

, itself is very dangerous, and this is a mature product you need."

Ruan Xing asked carefully: "How much?"

The concubine recalled: "I heard that they are planning to price a course of treatment at 390,000 yuan, or 190,000 yuan for volunteers, because they have invested a lot of money in research and development, and they want to make a quick return. If they can cooperate with health care products and tobacco, they can make small profits and sell out.

, you can dilute the cost, so the price will be cheaper, but if your original expectations are disappointed, you can only..."

The hope on Ruan Xing's face froze and shattered in an instant, "190,000, 190,000... 190,000 for a course of treatment, are you trying to steal money? It's too expensive, I can't afford it, even if I sell it, I can't afford it.



The concubine said: "You..."

Before he could say anything, he was interrupted by Ruan Xing: "Thank you, you have worked very hard to help me, I can feel it, but you still can't imagine what poverty means.

"This is not a relative state but an absolute...

"I have spent a lot of money on previous examinations and treatments, drained my savings, and still owe debts. My salary is not much, and I have to pay off the mortgage every month. It's not that I can't put down a house now, but

There is something wrong with the property market. At the same time, we don’t know when the house will be delivered, so it can’t be sold at all. Even if it can be sold, we have to pay for it.”

After a moment of silence, Ruan Xing asked softly and tentatively: "Can this medicine be available in India..."

The concubine shook her head, "This pharmaceutical company is not from India, but a Chinese company."

Ruan Xing hurriedly said: "That's not what I meant, but have you ever seen a movie called Dallas Buyers Club?"

Fei said: "I don't watch movies too much, and I don't watch movies related to my profession very much. If you have any questions, just tell me."

Ruan Xing gritted his teeth and said directly: "Generic drugs, are there any generic drugs?"

The concubine said: "What you are saying is that it is no longer in India now. It is mainly in Laos and Myanmar. In addition, there is no generic version of this medicine."

Ruan Xing asked: "Is it because it has not been produced and sold yet, it is still being tested, and it has not been put on the market yet. Will it take two years for the medicine to be available?"

The concubine shook her head and explained: "No, there is no way to imitate it even after it is produced. fqf is a secret medicine.

"As I said before, in recent years, with the great breakthroughs in biological genes, some very effective drugs have appeared. At the same time, there have also been some equally unimaginable and advanced encryption technologies that hinder the transfer of technology. Gene encryption technology

.

"Of course there are some people and some news say that it is not a genetic encryption technology. There is no such technology at all. The so-called secret medicine is all because of some special raw materials. There are things in the medicine that should not exist. No matter what the reason is, in short

The result is that there is no way to imitate.

"It's not that there's no way to remanufacture it. The effect of remanufactured things is very poor, only 10 to 20% of the original effect..."

Ruan Xing looked up at the sky, with complete disappointment and despair on his face, "The secret medicine is 190,000 yuan. The one that can cure the disease is too expensive and there is no money. The cheap one cannot cure the disease."

The concubine opened her mouth and wanted to continue saying something, but Ruan Xing had already stood up.

"Thank you for your help and your kindness. I will find a way myself next. I won't die. This is not a terminal illness.

"Since that big man can develop a curable medicine, it means that this disease can be cured. I believe your father was cured at that time, and I also believe that he is not the only one who has this ability. I will

Heal yourself and survive.”

After saying that, he turned around and left.

The concubine said: "There is nothing we can do here for now, so let's choose cheap conservative treatment, chemotherapy. This is also a mature treatment method. Even if it is unlikely to be cured, it can make people feel more relaxed and survive for a while.

, No matter what you say, you can’t give up. If you persist for a long time, maybe there will be a turn for the better in two years, and you will stay alive.”

"Thank you, good health and long life...doctor..."

Looking at her leaving figure, the concubine fell into silence, suddenly feeling a little sad and uncomfortable.

At the same time, she was curious about why she felt like this. She rarely or never had this kind of feeling towards other people. She was inexplicably close to her, inexplicably out of control, her behavior was not controlled by reason, and she was coerced by emotions and acted recklessly.

She has always told me what should be done, rather than telling me what I want.

The concubine feels like she is sick.

Doctor, I'm sick.

In order to calm herself down and to understand what was going on, she temporarily stopped the clinic and used the excuse to go to the bathroom. In fact, it was with a mentality that became chaotic for the first time in her history. It was complicated, random, and rambling.

The purpose started to change, and I don’t know how long it took. When I came to the outpatient hall, I suddenly found Ruan Xing’s previous patient No. 3, that man.

He was holding his forehead with one hand, sitting on a chair in the corner, staring greedily at the people coming and going in the hall.

I don’t know if it’s because of Ruan Xing’s influence or the guy himself.

The concubine made another mistake and went over to say hello out of control, "Why are you still here? What are you looking at?"

The man came back to his senses after hearing the words, turned around, saw the concubine, and smiled politely, "I just had a headache again, so I came here to take a breather."

The concubine asked: "How about it? Do you want to find a quiet place to rest? It's noisy here."

The man shook his head hurriedly, "No need, it's very nice here. I came here specifically. I said I wanted to take it easy before I came here."

The concubine frowned in confusion, "Wouldn't the noise make my headache even worse?"

"How come, look..."

The man looked a bit showy as he smiled and came closer and pointed at the crowd in the hall.

The pregnant woman, who was not very decently dressed, touched her belly happily and was supported by her cautious husband. She walked into the hospital with a look of trouble, irritability and happiness.

The carefree children in the hall were holding unknown toys in their hands, shouting, running around their parents, and then being caught and scolded.

Several middle school students who were accompanying their classmates were chatting together. This was the joy of not going to school for a valid reason...

The man who is young but already has a beer belly that is as big as a pregnant woman, does not forget to play with his mobile phone while waiting in line, with a look of addiction on his face.

The old lady held a blue bag with the pattern of the infertility hospital in her hand. While taking the medicine, she stubbornly talked to the children of the younger generation beside her about the experiences that were long out of date but integrated with her and could not be forgotten, and
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