After coming out.
Sun Jiang hurried to the Myanmar Central Bank.
Anything that can be done in a day, shouldn’t be delayed till the next.
Things went quite smoothly.
From stepping in.
To signing and stepping out.
The whole process didn’t take more than ten minutes.
And the fact that the other party ca out during a eting to sign, left Sun Jiang sowhat ’surprisingly honored’. Before evening, dostically a convoy was organized, heading towards Xin’an City, preparing to quickly retrieve the first batch of one hundred tons of gold.
Why a hundred tons?
Because an intention had been reached between both parties last month.
This month.
They also counted last month’s, a hundred tons, worth over twenty billion RMB, as long as the quality and quantity are confird correct, it would be deposited into the Myanmar Bank Group’s account opened at Huaxia Central Bank.
For discretionary use.
...
The next day.
Morning.
Inner Nepal.
Myanmar’s Second Central Hospital.
Huaxia’s inspection team.
Following a vice president of Myanmar Pharmaceutical Group, began familiarizing with the treatnt process, which puzzled so people; why familiarize with their procedures, wasn’t it enough to just explain how to use the Transcription Fluid?
But.
There were ’interested parties’ inside.
Until so.
Ca to a room.
A large number of cylindrical cabins caught everyone’s attention.
A fighter was introducing.
"This is our intelligent diagnostic cabin, featuring our company’s latest diagnostic technology, capable of completing blood drawing, tissue sampling, analysis, as well as general health examination contents in a very short ti.."
At this mont.
A patient just entered.
Just as.
The cabin door closed.
A pale blue light lit up, and simultaneously, a circular robotic arm started scanning from top to bottom, during which, a glove-like object enveloped the patient’s hand, and released it in just five seconds.
"Is that it? What can it detect?"
Soone in the crowd whispered.
"You might wonder, what data did we obtain in such a short ti? Regarding this, we can find soone to test, after all, we have the right to protect the privacy of the previous patient."
As soon as the words were spoken.
The delegation buzzed with excitent.
Many were eager to try.
Eventually.
A scholar from the Chinese Academy of Sciences got the chance.
His na was Shi Ze.
Dedicated his life to the treatnt of immune diseases, sadly with little progress, almost reaching the age of seventy but now, to see such a thing as Transcription Fluid, he was thrilled, many could be saved.
He wanted to know how this thing was prepared.
But could only wonder.
They.
Were not a company from Huaxia, there was no moral obligation to disclose their technology, he had to explore on his own, he felt preparing the Transcription Fluid would be his task before entering the coffin.
Entering this impressive-looking diagnostic cabin.
He felt a bit nervous.
After starting it.
Suddenly.
His hand felt slightly numb.
Besides.
There were no other discomforts.
A few seconds later, the numbness subsided, the diagnostic cabin stopped operating, and the door was opened from the outside, at that ti, he saw a piece of paper being extended through a slit next to him.
"Take a look." the fighter handed it over.
Shi Ze took a look.
Instantly.
His eyes widened.
Above.
The densely listed over a hundred examination results shocked him; dostically, for a person to complete all these tests, it would take at least a whole day, impossible otherwise.
But for them.
Using this device.
Less than a minute.
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Among them.
The problem indicators were even highlighted, the report showed that he had slight arteriosclerosis and fatty liver, but most importantly, it also indicated that he was in the latent terminal stage of Alzheir’s disease.
"..."
Shi Ze hurriedly asked.
"What does this latent terminal stage an?"
"It ans, barring any accidents, early symptoms of Alzheir’s disease will start appearing within a year," the Fighter explained, then without waiting for Shi Ze to ask, "But don’t worry, we can cure it."
"You can cure it?" Shi Ze was stunned.
So were the others.
Alzheir’s disease.
Commonly known as senile dentia.
Treatnt primarily focuses on managing the onset.
aning, it can only delay the progression from early to late stages, not cure it. Ultimately, it will still gradually progress to late stages, where everything is forgotten, followed by death from complications and organ failure.
Currently.
There is no cure.
Previously.
The Myanmar Pharmaceutical Group had not claid it could treat this type of neurological disease.
"Yes, with Transcription Fluid combined with our new drugs, our company now has the ability to completely cure this disease. We are currently in the final stages of clinical testing, and it will officially go public early next year."
The Fighter explained.
Transcription Fluid is not a cure-all.
Many diseases.
Require the combination of other dications.
"Boom."
This news.
Made everyone’s heads ring with a boom. If senile dentia could indeed be cured, it would bring not only imnse social value but also enormous, unimaginable economic value.
Globally.
Tens of millions of patients with senile dentia.
More than any cancer patient population, causing considerable distress to families. If curable, the Myanmar Pharmaceutical Group would make a fortune again, receiving countless thanks and morials.
"Alright, today’s topic is not this, but about our diagnostic and treatnt process. To use Transcription Fluid, you must use our devices and obtain relevant data."
Upon hearing this.
Everyone composed themselves.
However.
The news.
Was still too sensational, hard to calm down for a while.
"This data will not be determined by practicing doctors for dosage, but will first be suggested for diagnosis and treatnt by our increasingly precise big data, and then professionally reviewed by doctors," the Fighter said.
"Are you saying these don’t require doctors?" Shi Ze exclaid.
"Of course, they require doctors, but doctors’ energy is limited. To increase efficiency, we have been using a standardized drug-use protocol for a long ti and continuously improving it, enhancing the accuracy of dication."
"This standardization in dical dication can greatly improve treatnt efficiency. Considering the large population of your country, adopting this thod can alleviate the dical resource strain."
"But, if sothing goes wrong, who will be responsible?"
Shi Ze asked again.
Machine-based treatnt.
Has one major issue.
If sothing goes wrong, who takes responsibility.
"This involves our diagnostic and treatnt thods. Data is the basis of diagnostics; as long as the data is precise enough, dical accidents cannot occur, nor will there be any subsequent responsibilities."
"dical accidents stem from two aspects; first, not understanding the patient’s body enough, leading to misjudgnts and misuse of dication. Secondly, it includes missing the best timing for human intervention and errors in operation."
"A human body is within limited paraters; as long as the data is accurate enough, dical accidents are impossible," the Fighter’s ’misconceptions’ refreshed everyone’s perspectives at the eting.
What is this person saying?
dical accidents.
Can be entirely controlled?
However.
Thinking about it, it’s true.
Humans are not so easily deceased; as long as we understand the most accurate pathology and treat accordingly, it indeed won’t kill people, but obtaining the most accurate cause of the disease and patient data is easier said than done.
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