Three days later.

Nine o'clock in the morning.

Hospital ward.

Doctors' office.

Zhao Heng and reporter Wei Wei were sitting on the sofa, chatting with a very elegant and seemingly wealthy middle-aged woman. This middle-aged woman is the head of a well-known social assistance organization. After seeing Wei Wei's report on the girl Miaomiao, she personally came to understand the situation.

Just now, Zhao Heng and Wei Wei had taken the elegant middle-aged woman to the ward to meet the girl Miaomiao.

"Dr. Zhao, so you're saying there has been progress in the treatment of this primitive neuroectodermal tumor?"

The elegant middle-aged woman looked at Zhao Heng and asked.

To be honest, before coming here, she thought the attending doctor for the girl Miaomiao would be an older doctor. Zhao Heng's youth truly surprised her.

As a social assistance organization, a large part of their work involves treating patients, and cancer patients make up a significant proportion of those they assist.

In her work, the elegant middle-aged woman often dealt with oncologists. Without mentioning others, even the primitive neuroectodermal tumor that girl Miaomiao had, she had previously encountered a child with the same malignant tumor, but the child didn't survive for even two months.

Therefore, the elegant middle-aged woman had a profound impression of this very rare malignant tumor.

What impressed her the most was a ten-year-old girl who also had this tumor and passed away in just two months, which was deeply regrettable.

"Yes, right now we are mainly culturing somatic immune cells, which can inhibit tumor growth, and then we plan to perform curative surgery."

Zhao Heng nodded and said.

To be honest, he didn't expect the social assistance organization to come so quickly, which showed that Wei Wei's publicity was indeed very effective.

Thus, it shows that professional matters should be handled by professionals. If Zhao Heng were to find the relevant channels on his own, it would be impossible to find a reliable social assistance organization this quickly.

"Oh? Dr. Zhao, so there is a possibility of a cure?"

Hearing this, the elegant middle-aged woman became more interested. The ten-year-old girl she encountered back then also died because of this tumor at such a young age.

At that time, the hospital she found for the girl was also a top oncology hospital in the country, but to be honest, it didn't offer much help for the girl's condition at the time.

Now hearing what Zhao Heng said, the elegant middle-aged woman could clearly sense Zhao Heng's confidence in the treatment, which made her feel very excited.

She no longer wanted to see such young lives as girl Miaomiao pass away before her eyes.

"If the progress goes smoothly, it's possible to be cured."

Zhao Heng didn't make any promises; in clinical practice, nothing is 100% certain. But the cell fate regulation technology derived from Yanjing University School of Life Sciences' Li Hongwei gave him some confidence.

Frankly, if mastering such world-class technology like cell fate regulation does not offer hope for a cure, then it's unlikely any other hospital or doctor could be confident of a cure either.

"That's great, Dr. Zhao. To tell you the truth, I've helped a child with this disease before, but they didn't survive for more than two months. At that time, it was a huge blow to me."

The elegant middle-aged woman said to Zhao Heng with some emotion.

The reason she created a rescue organization specializing in helping these girls is that behind it is a sorrowful story about her daughter, who has passed away.

Just a moment ago, when she first saw girl Miaomiao in the ward, she was reminded of her own daughter. If she were still alive, she would be the same age as girl Miaomiao.

Only by helping these girls can she find solace for the loss of her daughter. It's a path of personal redemption.

"Ms. Liu, I don't know if you've noticed, the person by girl Miaomiao's bedside is the skiing champion Sun Xinxin, who also regained consciousness under Dr. Zhao's treatment."

Seeing the elegant middle-aged woman Ms. Liu getting emotional, Wei Wei appropriately added.

"Yes, I also saw the news about Sun Xinxin getting injured and falling into a coma abroad. Dr. Zhao, I didn't expect it was you who revived Sun Xinxin."

The middle-aged woman Ms. Liu looked at Zhao Heng and said with great appreciation.

From the case of reviving Sun Xinxin, whom even the Mayo Clinic was helpless with, she saw Zhao Heng's exceptional medical skills.

"Dr. Zhao, rest assured, I will find a way to cover girl Miaomiao's medical expenses. Please do your utmost to treat her."

Pausing for a moment, the elegant middle-aged woman Ms. Liu said sincerely to Zhao Heng.

For the sake of a girl she's never met before, asking Zhao Heng like this, even Zhao Heng couldn't help but be moved by such an action.

"Ms. Liu, I will."

Zhao Heng nodded seriously. Even without Ms. Liu's words, he would do his best, as this is what he has always been doing.

Afterward, Ms. Liu learned more about the situation and talked with Zhao Heng for a while before leaving the office.

After Ms. Liu left, Zhao Heng said to reporter Wei Wei: "Thank you, Reporter Wei."

Zhao Heng generally doesn't say thank you lightly, but this time, for the rapid help the social assistance organization provided for girl Miaomiao, it showed that reporter Wei Wei took this matter to heart and did her best.

Zhao Heng's consistent standard is to judge by actions rather than intentions. Just by Wei Wei's dedicated efforts, she deserved a thank you from Zhao Heng.

"Why thank me? You're a doctor who brings hope of life to patients. Everyone should be thanking you."

Wei Wei smiled and said.

She was deeply touched by Zhao Heng's purity; otherwise, she wouldn't have used her connections and resources to publicize girl Miaomiao so widely.

As for Ms. Liu, who came from this social assistance organization today, she was an unexpected joy.

According to Wei Wei's understanding, this Ms. Liu is incredibly influential, with connections, resources, and financial capability beyond most people's imagination.

The reason she engages in social assistance is because of the early passing of her beloved daughter, to express her grief or perhaps as a form of comfort.

"Dr. Zhao, this Ms. Liu is very influential. It's beneficial for you to stay in touch with her in the future."

Pausing for a moment, Wei Wei subtly added.

If she said it too clearly, it would seem like she was encouraging opportunism.

But Wei Wei knew that to someone like Ms. Liu, with vast experience, insight, and extensive connections, Zhao Heng, a doctor who wholeheartedly focuses on saving patients, is precisely the kind of person she values and appreciates the most.

"Who exactly is this Ms. Liu?"

Seeing Wei Wei mention this, Zhao Heng was also a bit curious and asked.

This Ms. Liu was clearly no ordinary person. From the first meeting, Zhao Heng could sense it.

This kind of elegance is not something an average family background can produce; it's clear that she's either wealthy or noble.

"I can't say too much, but keeping in touch with Ms. Liu will be of great help to you, Dr. Zhao. Ms. Liu's connections and resources are something many people aspire to."

Wei Wei couldn't go into detail with Zhao Heng, but she had to provide some guidance.

Hearing Wei Wei's words, Zhao Heng became contemplative.

Being able to establish and single-handedly maintain such a large assistance organization is certainly not the work of an ordinary person.

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