Tang Qingyu more or less understood the reason why Ye Jingnian insisted on believing that her research project could save Wang Shuzhen, probably because of her persistence and hope at the report meeting.

"What do you think of my mother's illness?"

"Fifteen years, longer than Grandpa Tang's coma."

The man in front of him was even more stranquish than she was, because he had held out hope for fifteen years.

"Isn't the situation not optimistic?"

"When it comes to 'vegetative people', many doctors make misjudgments. In fact, more than 40 percent of people in the traditional sense of the word are not in a vegetative state, they have a weak consciousness, and some are even close to normal. In recent years, medical science and technology have made it possible to detect and screen out these patients, and then treat them in a targeted manner, which has greatly improved the wakefulness rate. ”

Ye Jingnian is not surprised, many doctors have told him these words over the years.

"But, obviously, my mother and your grandfather are not among the fortunate ones. I know that surgical treatment is currently the most effective way to promote awakening in a vegetative state. Over the years, I have tried all the methods I can try, what 'deep brain stimulation', 'spinal cord stimulation' ......"

None of them work.

These cases are all written, Tang Qingyu understands. Both therapies involve implanting a pacemaker in the patient's brain to deliver persistent electrical stimulation to the patient's arousal system, thereby enhancing the physiological electrical activity of the brain.

Such an expensive cost is not something that every family can afford, Ye Jing is rich and rivals the country, and he is still helpless in the face of illness.

"Not optimistic, the most effective methods have been tried, the drug ...... The effect is small. ”

"If your medicine is really as useless as you say, those arrogant guys abroad won't recommend you to me one after another."

"You're looking up to me."

"No, I have an objective assessment of you. In the era of rampant materialism, many scientific research workers engage in research with a heart of interest, you are different, you have a purity and hope in your heart. ”

The melodious piano music in the bar made people inexplicably sad, and after watching Ye Jingnian's mother's case, she really relented.

"I'll think about it again."

The so-called lunch was really short, so short that when Tang Qingyu returned to the Pharmaceutical Research Institute, he felt that his stomach was still empty.

Pastry is not a meal.

Tang Qingyu was in a bad mood.

If she had a choice, she would rather not "talk" with Ye Jingnian.

Because talking about hearts will make people heart-to-heart, and heart-to-heart will make people soft-hearted.

Tang Qingyu looked at the two documents in her hand, one was the research data that Ye Jingnian gave her that she had always dreamed of, and the other was the case of the seriously ill woman.

The shock in Peng Bo's eyes was deeper than Tang Qingyu's.

"How could he have this?"

"Bloomberg, you can't imagine that Ye Jing has invested in the most famous research institute in country Y over the years, and he still has a bunch of this kind of data in his hand."

"How much does it cost......"

There is no doubt that Ye Jingnian loves his mother very much.

Tang Qingyu didn't say it explicitly, but Peng Bo immediately thought of the reason why Tang Qingyu chose to go to dinner with Ye Jingnian.

To Peng Bo's surprise, Ye Jingnian had such valuable data, and he did not use it as a threat to force Tang Qingyu to agree to the request, but just asked for a meal.

"Bloomberg, I'll tell you the truth, even I think his mother doesn't need to be treated. Our new drug development is not mature, if I hastily agreed to him, the drug will be ineffective in the end, and his mother will die in the process of my experiment, I am afraid that I will not be at ease in my life. ”