Chapter 1686: Chapter 1218: This Isn’t a Math Problem (Part 2)
Adams looked up at that seemingly ordinary bottle of dication, which didn’t look like the high-tech product it was rumored to be. It had no sci-fi feel, just a small bottle of ordinary liquid.
He didn’t dare ask, but his mind was filled with countless question marks.
There was actually very little of the liquid, only fifty milliliters. Besides the K biological agent, it contained a specially formulated solution to keep it alive. Everyone gathered around just to watch his infusion, with no other special treatnt.
A few minutes later, Yang Ping confird there were no issues and left a few doctors and nurses behind, taking the others back to research.
The current K therapy no longer required so many doctors to standby; such presence would be a waste of ti since K therapy was now very safe, and the risk was almost the sa as a regular infusion. Even if there were accidents, normal doctors and nurses could handle it.
Only fifty milliliters of liquid, it finished dripping quickly. The nurse removed the infusion tube, sealed the IV mark on his arm, and then quietly waited in the ward for observation.
“The treatnt is complete! If you feel uncomfortable, let us know anyti,” said the remaining doctor to Adams.
Was this the world-renowned K therapy? Is it over this quickly; does this thing even work? The treatnt just now was just an ordinary infusion; this process didn’t seem to match its reputation at all.
“Is that it?” Adams was completely unprepared. Initially, he thought this was just so prelude to K therapy.
Tornted for days, he was always on edge, relying on sleeping pills to sleep, frequently going to the bathroom since morning, and this was the K therapy? The whole process was surprisingly simple, even simpler than infusions he’d had in the United Kingdom.
“Do I need to stay lying down?” Adams asked.
The doctor imdiately said, “You can get up and move around freely. If you feel unwell, just let us know. Just consider it like infusing a bottle of saline solution. No need to worry, according to our current data, this therapy has very mild side effects, and sotis there are no side effects at all.”
The nurse took his ear temperature again; the temperature was normal, no sign of fever.
Now a new tornt began. Could this small, plain-looking liquid kill the tumor cells inside him? He found it hard to believe.
In the United Kingdom, he’d already tried various advanced treatnt thods, such as the cutting-edge particle beam therapy worth tens of millions of pounds. That machine looked enormous and futuristic, making one feel a sense of fear and awe of technology when lying on it.
There were also all kinds of novel chemotherapy drugs, targeted therapy, and immunotherapy. He tried every possible thod, all at the forefront of dicine.
Now, compared to those sophisticated machines and drugs, this small bottle of liquid seed too ordinary. If the doctors and nurses hadn’t just inford him it was the K biological agent, he wouldn’t even have thought his treatnt had begun.
“What are its ingredients, I an that bottle of liquid?” Adams had already read Yang Ping’s paper and knew what this was about, but that was theory, pure text. Now he was seeing the actual product and needed to communicate face-to-face with the team that developed it.
Dr. Li, who remained behind, said, “That is the K biological agent. It is a protein structure modified from an adenovirus. It’s a protein structure with life characteristics similar to a virus. It is now being distributed throughout your body with your blood circulation. It will penetrate the capillary walls, enter the spaces between cells, and then search for tumor cells. It can gather around tumor cells, accurately identifying them, invade tumor cells, and ultimately hunt them down.”
Can it be that miraculous? Just a bottle of liquid.
“I don’t feel anything now; it’s fighting tumor cells in my body. Right now, countless tiny battles are happening. Shouldn’t I be feeling sothing intense?”
In movies, it’s always like this. When people are injected with so sci-fi agent, they are usually uncomfortable, struggling, twisting, like their muscles and blood vessels are about to explode, indicating so huge energy conflict in the body.
But now, he felt nothing; even drinking a bottle of water would give so fullness. Now he felt nothing, not to ntion any feeling of a large energy conflict.
Could it be that the drug doesn’t work? Has it beco ineffective in his body? Do others feel this way too? Adams was again filled with question marks, and thinking about these questions made him uneasy.
“Our K biological agent has undergone many improvents and is now very mild. During treatnt, there won’t be any strong reactions. You might not even feel anything. The first-generation biological agents weren’t this mild. It was like a raging beast, hard to control, causing sustained high fevers, coma, or intense immune reactions. So side effects were very severe, and subjects could be in life-threatening danger at any ti,” Dr. Li explained to him.
The first-generation biological agent seed more forceful. Does the now mild biological agent still have any fighting power?
Adams began various internal tangles again. Did he miss out on the fierce first-generation therapy? And now, was the mild K therapy rely a compromise by researchers toward safety? Perhaps safety really improved, but it might no longer have the once magical effects.
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