"Doctor Phil, take the liberty to ask—"
Walking side by side with the tall and thin middle-aged male doctor on the way to the main building of St. Edinland Hospital, Zhou Wei finally couldn't hold back his curiosity and asked, his eyes also fell on the former's face:
"You are that girl's..."
Dr. Phil smiled, as if guessing that Zhou Wei had doubts in his heart, and shook his head:
"Do not."
"Actually speaking... Cassie is not my patient."
"I am mainly responsible for the management of patients in the intensive care ward in Area A of the inpatient department, but Cassie belongs to the ward in Area B on the 4th to 6th floors, which was not originally under my jurisdiction."
"As for the chief physician... it's not me."
The answer is very detailed, but the more so, the more the doubts in Zhou Wei's heart are dissipated:
"Then I see you as-"
Before he could finish speaking, Doctor Phil took over with a smile:
"It seems that you know and care about Cassie. Is this what you want to say?"
Immediately before Zhou Wei nodded subconsciously, Dr. Phil's eyes turned away, looking at the cold scene in the wind and rain on both sides of the garden path, and said with emotion:
"yes."
"It really wasn't something I needed to worry about."
"It's just..."
"That girl seems to have a magical power from the East, so that anyone who sees her can't help but feel caring and pity."
The words were a bit mysterious and obscure, but Zhou Wei faintly realized something, and looked up at Dr. Phil again:
"Like that nurse Jessica from the help desk just now?"
"Yes, just like Jessica just now." Dr. Phil nodded affirmatively and smiled: "Jessica is also one of Cassie's nurses who took care of her since she first came to our St. I almost treat Cassie as my own daughter - that's why I was so vigilant about MR Zhou in front of you, and I hope you don't mind."
Zhou Wei shook his head:
"Of course, this feeling is understandable, it's just a misunderstanding."
At this time, he really no longer cared about the little misunderstanding and conflict before, because through the explanation of Dr. Phil's answer in front of him, he was getting a deeper and more intuitive understanding of the girl who had not yet masked his face. There seems to be some kind of special charm that children have.
A girl from the far east.
After coming to a foreign country, in a completely unfamiliar environment, even in a hospital that should only be shrouded in a cold and inhuman atmosphere like medical alcohol and disinfectant, I was able to get so many strangers to express their freedom. care and love.
Just this...
It's amazing enough.
Even though he had never seen the girl named "AnXin" with his own eyes, at this moment, Zhou Wei couldn't help but subconsciously try to outline the image of the other party—
That should be a girl who is full of sunshine and always has a bright smile.
He has black hair that belongs to the Orientals.
A slender and beautiful body.
There is no doubt that there is a beautiful and pitiful face.
Maybe cute.
Perhaps clever and cunning.
But no matter what kind of temperament... it should have the same inexplicable unique charm, people can't help but want to get close to it, and also make people around her feel happy and sunny.
"It's really a good girl—" As if to prove Zhou Wei's conjecture, Dr. Phil once again sighed sincerely: "With a warm atmosphere surrounded by sunlight, it is so bright and dazzling that it will probably make all the boys of the same age feel The heartbeat…”
As he spoke, he suddenly paused, and then let out a long sigh:
"pity-"
Just a pity is enough for Zhou Wei to guess and understand some hidden meanings.
So here the words finally turned to the topic.
Taking a deep breath and adjusting his mood, Zhou Wei looked at Doctor Phil seriously and raised the doubts that had been buried in his heart for a long time:
"So, I haven't asked-"
"That girl... What's wrong with that?"
As if he had expected this question from Zhou Wei, Dr. Phil's face showed no surprise at all, he just sighed again, stopped and looked at Zhou Wei as well, and said quietly:
"ALS, have you heard of MR Week?"
ALS
The unfamiliar English words made Zhou Wei stunned for a moment.
Vaguely seems to be familiar with this professional term, but for a while... but can't really recall it.
…
"ALS."
"The full name... should be called Amyotrophic-Lateral-Sclerosis."
Dr. Phil's tone seemed to calmly give Zhou Wei a more detailed explanation.
And this time...
The latter finally understood.
So the expression on Zhou Wei's face suddenly changed:
"Amyotrophic lateral sclerosis?"
Dr. Phil nodded slowly: "Yes, it seems that you are not unfamiliar with this disease - but in our UK, this disease should be called MND, which is motor neuron disease." He smiled. Laughing: "The French call it Charcot again, but it's actually the same thing."
At the moment, Dr. Phil's words could no longer concentrate and listen carefully, because at this time, Zhou Wei himself was completely shocked by this truth answer.
in the brain...
As if humming!
ALS.
Yes, even ordinary people like him who are engaged in work and have nothing to do with the medical field are vaguely familiar with the abbreviation of this word, because although these simple three English letters may not be familiar to most people. , but if it is a Chinese translation... it will definitely not make people feel unfamiliar.
ALS.
"After the patient's upper and lower motor neurons are damaged, the muscles of the limbs, trunk, chest and abdomen are gradually weakened and atrophied."
"I slowly lost my ability to move until I had difficulty swallowing, speaking, and respiratory failure."
The tone was almost flat without the slightest fluctuation, and such a rigorous and cold medical professional explanation was slowly expounded from his mouth. At this moment, the expression on Dr. Phil's face was a little indifferent, but the sadness and heaviness flashed in the depths of his pupils. The light revealed his true mood swings.
Some swallowed a mouthful of saliva with difficulty, and when Zhou Wei spoke again, he only felt that his voice was a little tight:
"That girl... has ALS?"
"No." Doctor Phil shook his head.
However, before Zhou Wei could subconsciously relax or react in confusion, Doctor Phil's voice came again:
"Her illness."
"It's more complicated and more serious than ALS."
a time.
The wind and rain in the garden seemed to suddenly quiet down with the sound of this sentence.
It's just an inexplicable cold chill... slowly creeping into people's hearts.
The air is cool.
The rain fell on the pitch-black umbrella.
Under the umbrella, the tall and thin middle-aged British man bowed his head slightly as if in mourning:
"That's a variant of ALS."
"It occurs in no more than 3 in 1,000 people with conventional ALS."
"This variant disease-"
"It's Ossenmer."
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