Chapter 295
Landon moves quickly After half an hour of busying himself outside, he immediately returned with a tablet. He looked at Haylan seriously and asked, ‘Mr. Jaber, do you understand this foreign language?
“I understand a little bit, Haylan said.
Lawrence Labenz’s medical records are written in this foreign language Landon said as he handed the tablet to Haylan. If you don’t understand, I’ll hire a translator for you!
It’s okay, Haylan said. Tll take a look first.”
Haylan’s expression was calm. He took the tablet and looked at it carefully.
Landon sat down, drinking coffee and looking at Haylan with a puzzled expression.
He had just looked at the medical records, which were all in a foreign language with many medical abbreviations and technical terms.
Even though he had passed the sixth grade of the foreign language, he still could not understand the technical terms.
“Haylan is just a security guard, Landon thought. “Can he really understand this foreign language?
Haylan looked carefully. His expression became somewhat serious,
Lawrence’s illness was indeed very strange. Judging merely from the medical records and various research results, he was indeed on the verge of death. The functions of various organs were also deteriorating.
As to what kind of illness it was, there was no exact diagnosis here. It was only mentioned that there was a problem with the brain.
CT scan equipment, MRI equipment, electroencephalogram equipment, and various advanced instruments could not detect any lesions in the brain. It was only known that the brain was shrinking every year and its function was gradually weakening. It was especially rare.
Generally speaking, this kind of disease mostly occurred in elderly people.
However, Lawrence was only twenty-two years old.
His life had just begun, but his brain had already aged to the state of someone who was ninety-eight years old. Furthermore, it was still shrinking and aging.
Massach General Hospital had created a new disease name. It was called. Young Brain Aging Syndrome.
The general meaning was that the brains of young people were becoming aged, similar to people in their nineties.
Moreover, they had included this disease in the list of intractable diseases, and many experts were studying it.
To
put it bluntly, Lawrence was like a guinea pig in that hospital. He was subjected to various studies and experimental drug treatments by those people.
Landon let out a long sigh and said, “Over the years, Lawrence has been a guinea pig.
“Ms. Labenz feels particularly heartbroken whenever she sees him being subjected to such research.
“Unfortunately, only Massach General Hospital has the ability to save Lawrence’s life. Even though Ms. Labenz feels heartbroken, there is nothing she can do. She has no choice but to accept it.”
Landon then looked at Haylan expectantly and said, “Mr. Jaber, have you figured out what disease this is?”
Haylan put down the tablet and shook his head. “Based on these medical records, I can’t see any specific features,” he said. “I need to see the patient in person to determine if he can be treated.”
Traditional medicine emphasized the importance of observing, listening, questioning, and feeling the pulse of patients in diagnosis and treatment.
The word “observation” meant that one had to see a patient in person to see what was wrong with that patient.
After all, he wanted to observe not modern data but the vital energy in a patient’s body. He wanted to observe whether the patient’s vital energy was balanced and whether any harmful energy had invaded the patient’s body.
This was because vital energy was invisible and colorless. Even electroencephalograms, CT scans, MRI scans, or other medical
examinations could not detect it.
If diagnostic methods of traditional medicine were used, he might be able to see the distribution and changes of vital energy in Lawrence’s body.
“See the patient in person?” Landon said. “Would a video call work?”
Haylan shook his head and said, “No. I have to see him in person.”
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