Xueba’s medical black technology system

Chapter 200 Clinical Trials
In front of the computer, Lu Liang compared the data on two Excel sheets.

Of these two pieces of data, one of them was detected by himself and Wang Wentao, while the other data came from Manager Nie and was detected by a biological company.

Judging from the current data, the level of vascular endothelial growth factor in serum has declined, which means that the ability of tumor tissue to generate angiogenesis has been weakened.

And this can also be seen from the results of tissue sections.

In the slices, the density of microvessels decreased, and the inner diameter of the blood vessels also shrank.

The two sets of data show the same results.

Of course, this content alone is not enough.

Lu Liang's eyes moved to the next few sets of data, alanine aminotransferase, aspartate aminotransferase, total bilirubin, glutamine transpeptidase, albumin
There was a significant decrease in serum levels of alanine aminotransferase and aspartate aminotransferase.

These two indicators can be said to be important indicators for measuring liver function. When liver cells undergo necrosis, a large amount of alanine aminotransferase and aspartate aminotransferase will be released into the blood.

An increase in these two indicators means that liver cells and functions have improved.

Total bilirubin in serum decreased to a certain extent, while albumin increased.
So far, the data results are undoubtedly excellent.

Lu Liang breathed a long sigh of relief, then picked up his cell phone and dialed Chen Shen's number.

"It's been more than 20 days, the results are here, the results are here, can you give me a more precise explanation?"

"We've agreed on it for a month, but there's been no movement at all so far. I think it's [-]% likely to be suspended."

"No way, no way, no one really expects him to develop a drug in a month, right?"

"Hurry up. If you can't do it, just admit it openly. Isn't it interesting to delay?".
In the room, Fan Zeng's fingers were tapping rapidly on the screen of his mobile phone.

After posting a comment, he switched to another registered account and continued to post his own comments.

Finally, after commenting on all accounts, Fan Zeng threw his phone aside and grinned.

It must be said that since the BBC report came out, it has undoubtedly dealt a huge blow to the confidence of all liver cancer patients.

Nowadays, people in various patient groups are panicking, and many patients have fallen into serious confusion.

Especially now that there are only a few days left before the one month that was originally mentioned, and so far, there is still no news.

This makes the hope seen by those liver cancer patients feel increasingly slim.

They don't know whether they should continue to wait or collect money to buy medicine.

And this scene was exactly what Fan Zeng wanted to see.

He knows that these liver cancer patients cannot afford to gamble, and now as long as another straw falls, the psychological defenses of these liver cancer patients can be completely crushed.

Therefore, he deliberately created several more accounts on the Internet, and then posted various remarks online that made those patients panic.

Thinking of this, Fan Zeng glanced at the date. There were only two days left.

Once these two days passed, life became easier, Fan Zeng thought happily.

Meanwhile, in the hospital.

"Your current condition is very stable." After reading the various indicators on the physical examination form, Dr. Qiu said to Zhao Lin on the side.Zhao Lin would come to the hospital to check his condition every once in a while.

These words made Zhao Lin relax a little. As long as liver cancer is under control, that is a good thing.

What Zhao Lin is most worried about is that one day he will suddenly develop resistance to drugs. Even though he has been taking drugs, his condition will still worsen uncontrollably.

Dr. Qiu continued: "However, at present, there may be a shortage of medicine, so now I can only prescribe some chemotherapy drugs for you."

Zhao Lin waved his hand and said, "No, Dr. Qiu, I still have some medicine at home that I haven't finished yet."

"You still have medicine?" Dr. Qiu was a little surprised.

Zhao Lin replied: "I bought a little more last time, so I still have it at home."

"Then you are really lucky." Dr. Qiu couldn't help but sigh, "Since you still have medicine, I won't prescribe it to you yet. Remember to take medicine on time every day."

Zhao Lin nodded quickly, but after hesitating for a moment, Zhao Lin asked tentatively: "Dr. Qiu, is the current shortage of medicines serious?"

Zhao Lin's question made Dr. Qiu raise his head involuntarily, and then Dr. Qiu smiled bitterly and said: "It's more than serious, haven't you seen the news on the Internet?
"Every major hospital has run out of drugs. The only thing liver cancer patients can do now is to rely on chemotherapy drugs to temporarily control the disease."

"But you have used these chemotherapy drugs before, and you should also know that compared with the targeted anti-angiogenesis drugs you are taking now, the effects of chemotherapy drugs are somewhat unsatisfactory. The most important thing is that they have serious side effects. To increase the load on the liver."

"And you are suffering from liver cancer, so you should protect your liver as much as possible. Using chemotherapy drugs is undoubtedly a vicious cycle."

After listening to Dr. Qiu's words, Zhao Lin felt a little heavy.

Then, Zhao Lin seemed to remember something, and he continued to ask: "Dr. Qiu, wasn't there a news report before that the student named Lu Liang said that he would develop a new drug within a month? Dr. Qiu, you Do you think this is possible?"

However, this time Dr. Qiu paused and said, "If you are one of those patients who have no medicine, I will tell you to believe him. After all, this man has created many miracles."

"But you have medicine now, so don't worry. I'll tell you the truth. One month is a long time!"

After listening to what Dr. Qiu said, Zhao Lin couldn't help but sigh. He didn't expect that Dr. Qiu also had such a pessimistic attitude.

Doctor Qiu urged: "Okay, after you go back, just remember to take your medicine on time. Your current situation is quite optimistic."

Zhao Lin nodded: "Okay, thank you Dr. Qiu."

After Zhao Lin left, Dr. Qiu began to pack up the cases and some documents on his desk, but there was a sudden knock on the door.

"Please come in," Dr. Qiu said.

The door was pushed open, and another doctor in a white coat came in.

The doctor said: "Dr. Qiu, are you going to the ward?"

Dr. Qiu smiled and replied: "Yes, what's wrong?"

The doctor said: "Dr. Qiu, when you go on rounds later, remember to ask those liver cancer patients whether they are willing to participate in the phase III clinical trial of liver cancer drugs."

"Okay." Dr. Qiu agreed without hesitation.

However, just as Dr. Qiu finished answering, his eyes suddenly widened as if he had woken up from a dream, and his hand suddenly paused: "Liver cancer drugs?"

(End of this chapter)