Chapter 19: The Results of the National Efforts in the Clinical Trials of New 01...
The result of mobilizing the entire nation's resources was beyond expectations.
In just over a month, the first batch of clinical results has been sent to the base.
"Tao Tao, come out and see!" Sang Lezhi, her face beaming with undisguised joy, strode into the observation room.
"What's wrong, sister?" Sang Zhitao put down the miniature book in her hand, curiously pushed open the window and poked her head out.
Sang Lezhi held the report up to her and pointed to it, saying, "Look, the results of the first batch of clinical trials are in."
"What do you mean?" Sang Zhitao asked anxiously, her face showing a hint of urgency as she gripped the window frame with both hands.
"The results are excellent. Their cancer cells are rapidly regressing. If nothing unexpected happens, they won't need to take any targeted drugs for at least five years. Moreover, if they take them long-term, the probability of recurrence can be postponed indefinitely!" Sang Lezhi pointed to a passage in the report summary and showed it to him.
Sang Zhitao walked quickly to the small balcony, staring intently at the words, her face filled with undisguised joy.
Knowing what she most urgently wanted to know, Sang Lezhi quickly turned to a page before handing it to her.
Name: Wang Fengjuan
Gender: Female
Etiology: Advanced stage of liver cancer
...
Sang Zhitao skipped over the medical records one by one before focusing on the final conclusion.
After the Phase I trial concluded, the patient no longer needed the targeted drug sorafenib, and the number of cancer cells in their body had decreased to a safe level, allowing them to be discharged...
Sang Zhitao suddenly looked up at her sister, her eyes filled with longing, waiting for her affirmation.
Sang Lezhi nodded and looked at her affirmatively.
Sang Zhitao suddenly felt her eyes well up with tears, and a few drops of tears rolled down her cheeks.
Sang Lezhi quickly wiped her face and comforted her with a smile, "Why are you crying? Dean Wang is a qualified person, and the country didn't make an exception for you."
With tears in her eyes, Sang Zhitao shook her head repeatedly, all the words stuck in her throat, unable to be uttered for a moment.
There are so many people in the world who get cancer, and there are tens of millions who meet the criteria. If it weren't for the special care from the state, how could a small orphanage director, whose illness wasn't even the most severe, have been selected for the first batch of clinical trials with only a hundred participants?
She knew in her heart that this was the country's care for her, hoping that she could have no worries, and she also hoped to repay the country in return.
“There is an old saying in our Eastern country: ‘A drop of water in need should be repaid with a spring of water.’ What you have given to the country is far more than a drop of water.” These words were not spoken by Sang Lezhi, but by Li Mingguo.
He was followed by some leaders.
Sang Zhitao quickly wiped away her tears, hurried downstairs, and came to the crowd.
In my excitement, I almost tripped over the steps.
One of them quickly reached out to support her, saying, "Be careful."
Sang Zhitao looked embarrassed and scratched the back of her head: "Sorry."
The old man carefully extended his finger and gently patted her little head, saying, "Thank you, Tao Tao, you have brought us hope."
Sang Zhitao touched her cheek and smiled sheepishly, "No...it's not that serious..."
The old man burst into laughter, then said seriously, "No, Comrade Sang Zhitao, you have no idea how amazing you are. You are a miracle bestowed upon us by heaven."
Sang Zhitao could no longer hide her smile. She grinned, her hands fidgeting with the hem of her clothes. For a moment, she was overwhelmed with excitement at being praised and didn't know what to say.
No one seemed to mind her bewilderment; their eyes were filled with the kind of care one would show to their own junior.
The group was just there to see Sang Zhitao and didn't linger. After exchanging a few words, they headed to the conference room.
"What are the results of your observations?" The old man sat in the seat of honor, looking at the person in front of him.
Only Zhang Pingnan, the head of the psychology group, attended this meeting.
He looked at the leaders and said solemnly, "Based on the initial analysis, Sang Zhitao has a very deep affection for the country, but she is very wary of humanity."
"What's the reason? Did she encounter something bad during her childhood?" one of them chimed in.
“If so, it means that our work at the grassroots level is not good enough, and we need to strengthen supervision to prevent an increase in crimes at the grassroots level, especially violent crimes against children,” another person said.
After everyone finished discussing, Zhang Pingnan continued, "Our analysis of her experiences revealed that while she didn't encounter only good people along the way, she also didn't encounter any criminal activity. Her indifference towards humanity seems to be something she was born with."
“I see…” one of the elderly men murmured softly.
Zhang Pingnan glanced at the information and was about to speak again when the old man waved his hand and said, "There's no need to dwell on the past. Judging from today's events, this child is soft-hearted. Since she is willing to trust the country, we must take action to ensure that her trust is not in vain. From now on, as we said before, there's no need to analyze her anymore."
"Don't worry, the data will be destroyed later," Li Mingguo replied.
"Okay, let's leave the rest at that for now. Arrange the subsequent clinical trials as soon as possible, and if possible, include it in the medical insurance program to ensure that most patients can afford it," the old man continued.
Li Mingguo nodded in agreement.
"Can the agricultural group ensure a stable supply?" an elderly man asked.
Li Mingguo nodded: "Don't worry, thanks to Zhi Tao bringing enough spirit stones, it'll last us a long time."
"Yes, don't put pressure on that child. It's good to continue like before, taking it slow and steady," the old man instructed.
“This matter has already been arranged,” Li Mingguo replied.
The old man looked at Zhang Pingnan again, thought for a moment and then said, "Please take good care of the psychological team. I hope what happened last time will not happen again."
Zhang Pingnan nodded in agreement: "Please rest assured, leader!"
After explaining a few more details, the group left.
Phase II clinical trials were quickly implemented.
City A, Cancer Hospital, Brain Tumor Department, 3 rooms, 6 beds.
"Doctor, what do you say? Is there still no way?" A woman dressed simply, with a weathered face and a head full of gray hair, who looked to be nearly forty years old, tugged at the doctor's sleeve, her eyes full of pleading.
The doctor looked at her, then at the thin, bony girl on the bed who looked no more than six or seven years old, his eyes filled with pity: "Mrs. Wang, with current medical technology, there really isn't much we can do."
"But she's only nine years old! She has so much life ahead of her!" Wang's mother couldn't hold back her tears.
"Her tumor is located in a very hidden location. With current technology, even a craniotomy wouldn't give her a 5% survival rate," the doctor said with a deep sigh.
"Doctor, is there really no other way? We'll spend whatever it takes, even if it means selling everything we own, to treat her." The middle-aged man with graying hair supported his wife, looked at the doctor, and his tired eyes were filled with despair.
The doctor sighed deeply, looked at the couple who looked to be in their forties or fifties but were only in their thirties, and said, "Then let's wait a little longer and discuss it further."
The couple nodded repeatedly, moved, their eyes filled with hope.
When the doctor returned to his office, his superiors approached him.
"Director? What's wrong?" the doctor asked, puzzled.
"The last clinical trial was successful. The second phase trial will recruit 1,000 people. Wang Baozhu, who works under you, should submit the application. Here is the application form. Go fill it out." The director handed him the application form.
The doctor's eyes widened in surprise: "Phase two? So fast?"
Before the director could reply, he flipped through the report in his hand and said strangely, "Last time we said it was confidential and we weren't allowed to talk about the treatment methods. Now that it's stage two, are we still not going to tell you?"
The director hesitated for a moment and said, "You don't need to ask anymore. Go ask the child's family."
Seeing this, the doctor didn't delay and quickly came to the bedside with the registration form.
"Dad Wang, Mom Wang."
"Doctor? What's wrong? Is there something wrong with the baby?" Mr. and Mrs. Wang held each other's hands tightly, their eyes filled with worry.
The doctor handed the application form forward, saying with great joy, "I have good news. The clinical trial I mentioned last time was successful, and we're recruiting for Phase II. Do you want Baozhu to give it a try?"
"A trial? The one for cancer patients?" The couple were both incredulous.
"Yes, it's for cancer patients. The current information is that all the patients in stage I have improved. However, the specific details are still confidential, and I don't know much about it. I just thought you might be able to give it a try."
“Let’s give it a try!” Mr. Wang and his wife looked at each other and made up their minds.
Three days later, they were notified to take their child and be transferred to another, more secretive military hospital.
Such events were happening all over the country, and soon a phase II clinical trial involving 1,000 people was launched...
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