"Professor Zhou, you're so capable!"

Chen Xuelin said meaningfully.

Zhou Wen pretended not to understand, nodded with a smile and let go of his hand.

In fact, it doesn't matter if you admit it. Even prion proteins can be inactivated, and even the serum cells of cryptococcal disease can be replicated. It is not unacceptable to kill a super bacteria.

However, he has not thoroughly studied the principles of biological sterilizers, and nonsense is untenable. There is no need to make trouble for the time being.

Chen Xuelin felt even more affirmed when he saw Zhou Wen's expression, and was extremely excited.

A big guy who can kill super bacteria is awesome.

Chen Xuelin's admiration for Zhou Wen at this time was like the endless rivers, like the flooding of the Yellow River...

After a few simple greetings, Yang Wenxin said: "Let's go, I'll take you to meet some experts from the health care bureau."

The Health Bureau is a unit under the Health Commission (HSBC). The experts in it are at least two levels lower than Yang Wenxin in terms of level.

However, these experts usually contact the bosses and families of high-ranking officials. Although Yang Wenxin is higher than others, he dares not put on airs at all.

"Zhou Wen, let me introduce you to the expert Liu Chenghong and Liu, this is expert Zhang Ruiqing and Zhang... This is Sun Peilin and Sun Group, the head of the expert group of the Provincial Health Bureau."

"This is Zhou Wen I mentioned to you! He is in the field of infectious diseases..."

Yang Wenxin modestly introduced.

Zhou Wen stepped forward and shook hands one by one.

"Hello expert Liu."

"Um!"

"Hello Expert Zhang!"

"Um……"

These experts shook hands with Zhou Wen one by one. As for Sun Peilin, although she had a smile recently, her expression seemed very impatient.

They didn't want to know how amazing Zhou Wen had made, nor did they want to know how many core journals he had published. They only knew that Zhou Wen had no hair on his lips.

What amazing skills can a young man who is only twenty-three or four years old, at best, have graduated from a master's degree? It's just self-praise.

After a few simple greetings, Sun Peilin said, "Let's go!"

Zhou Wen, Yang Wenxin and Shen Xuelin followed three or four experts out of the health care bureau and took a bus to the Jinling J District High-ranking Cadre Rehabilitation Center.

Silent all the way.

When I arrived at the large conference room of the sanitation center, I found that in addition to the experts from the Provincial Health Bureau, there were also experts from the Health Bureau of Union and Qilu. More than a dozen experts were holding a joint expert consultation meeting.

Because Yang Wenxin and Shen Xuelin were not invited experts, they were not even qualified to attend.

Zhou Wen found a seat with no one at the end of the round table and sat down, listening to a group of experts analyzing the condition.

There was a detailed condition test in front of him, which reported malignant immune proliferative small bowel disease.

The test report shows: [the abdomen is flat, the vein of the abdominal wall is mild, the slight tenderness and rebound pain in the lower left abdomen near the umbilical, and there is mobility voiced.

CT shows that soft tissue mass in the abdominal cavity of the middle abdomen is accompanied by thickening of the small intestinal wall, and watery low-density shadows are seen around the lower edge of the liver, considering mesenteric lymphoma.

B-ultrasound indicates solid placeholding lesions in the left middle abdomen, 3.7mx4.4m, and a small amount of ascites. A small number of inflammatory cells and fibroblasts were found in the biopsy under b-ultrasound. There were slight degeneration of heterotypic small cells in the background.

Seeing the test report, Zhou Wen frowned deeply.

Malignant immune proliferative small intestinal disease is caused by extensive organ involvement and difficult surgical treatment. In the early stage, it can be maintained by antibiotics. Once malignant changes occur, it can only be maintained by cytotoxic therapy, and the rest can only be left to fate.

Just as Zhou Wen frowned and pondered, the experts at the scene were also arguing fiercely.

These experts include traditional Chinese medicine, Western medicine, and the integration of traditional Chinese and Western medicine, and are all authoritative figures in their respective fields.

Among them, there is even a master of traditional Chinese medicine wearing a black double-breasted gown, at least eighty, with a long white beard and looks fairy-like.

Some people support the use of radiotherapy and chemotherapy to maintain their lives, some hope to strengthen the foundation and revitalize the body through traditional Chinese medicine, while others hope to use traditional Chinese medicine with caution on the basis of Western medicine.

No one can convince anyone.

About an hour later, a young doctor came in from outside the conference room, came to Sun Peilin, and whispered a few words in his ear.

Sun Peilin nodded, then raised his voice and said, "Okay, everyone stop first, come with me and take a look."

The experts stopped arguing and stood up and followed Sun Peilin out of the conference room.

Zhou Wen, the unknown soldier, also followed the experts and walked towards the treatment department of the sanitary center.

Here is a complete range of equipment and all kinds of cash equipment and equipment.

However, for most terminal illnesses, even the most expensive instruments are just cold machines and have little effect at all.

At this time, Wu Fen, the wife of the chief official in the ward, was lying on the bed, wearing a hospital gown, with a blood-colored face and a numb expression.

Next to it, a middle-aged man in a white shirt with a national face was holding her pale left hand, smiling, but there was an unconcealed sorrow in his eyes.

At this moment, dense footsteps came from outside the ward.

When I arrived at the door, the sound of footsteps outside suddenly stopped abruptly.

The nurse who was mixing the liquid immediately walked to the door and gently opened the ward door.

Sun Peilin and a group of experts stood quietly on the left side of the man with a national face.

The man with a national face turned around and asked, "Do you want to check?"

Sun Peilin immediately changed into a solemn expression and nodded, "Yes, Secretary, look..."

The man with a national face nodded, patted the pale palm in his palm, stood up from the stool, and moved away from his body.

Sun Peilin stepped forward and pretended to check it out.

In fact, I have checked everything I need to check earlier, and he is clear about all the situations. What I do now is just to show my duty and responsibility in front of the leader!

Just as Sun Peilin was inspecting, Zhou Wen was also checking Wu Fen's situation.

[Name: Wu Fen.

Gender: That's all.

Age: This is a woman’s secret, but I can tell you secretly that she is 56 this year.

Occupation: Civil servant.

Physical status: malignant immune proliferative small bowel disease.

Mental state: severe insomnia plus decline.

Mood:*amp;amp;%￥#@%￥(Go and experience it yourself)]

Zhou Wen felt a faint sadness when he saw the words appearing in front of him. He didn't know how this true eye would become like this bird after upgrading. Does it think it was too boring before, so he had some fun for him?

After Sun Peilin's examination, another master of Chinese medicine who had a fairy-like style also came forward to observe.

Then several other experts took turns to check.

About ten minutes before and after, everyone followed the man with a national-shaped face and came to the living room next door.

After the door of the ward closed, the man with a national face asked, "How sure are you?"

Sun Peilin: "Uh..."

Master of Chinese Medicine: "Well..."

Expert Liu: "…"

Expert Zhang: "…"

The man with a national face understood, pondered for a while and asked again: "To be honest, how long will it take?"

Sun Peilin gritted his teeth and said, "Well... it's not more than three months."

The man with a national face was silent for a while, nodded and stopped talking.

More than a dozen experts even tried to relax their breathing, and the living room fell into a dead silence for a moment.

At this moment, Zhou Wen was constantly thinking.

The only way he could think of was a gene enhancer.

Swedish scientists searched for 127 patients with common immunoproliferative diseases and 11,000 controls.

As a result, a risk gene was found in the gene region of patients with immunoproliferative diseases. This gene is located in the clec16a gene region of chromosome 16p13.13, proving that there is a large correlation between immunoproliferative diseases and gene defects.

Gene enhancers can repair Wu Fen's genetic defects and help her own immune system kill invading cells such as hyperplasia and lymphoma.

This should be perfect.

However, there is a problem here.

According to his previous experiments, gene enhancers can not only repair genetic defects, but also enhance certain abilities, such as alcohol tolerance. For example, in the past two days, he gradually found that his physical strength is becoming more and more amazing.

Last night, I was still fierce in one night without taking drugs.

This is just a change that can be felt intuitively at present.

Maybe there are other more exaggerated abilities that have not been shown yet.
To be continued...