"Expectoration..." Tang Xiaoying looked pale.


    "Miss Wu, is it really OK not to treat?" Deng Ming asked suspiciously.


    When eating, Tang Xiaoying said that surgery might be necessary. He always thought that surgery could solve it. If you don''t have surgery, at least take medicine. But Miss Wu


    Let the patient observe, pay attention to expectoration, and the disease that persists will get better.


    This is ridiculous.


    As like as two peas, I would like to give you an example.


    "Many people have beriberi, but not everyone needs treatment. Some diseases coexist with humans for a long time. If the disease is mild and can coexist peacefully, it''s OK to observe first. There''s no need to fight vigorously," Wu Mian said with a smile.


    "Xiao Wu, do you mean that if the progress is slow or not, it''s OK not to recover? Is that what you mean?" Tang Xiaoying asked in her own words.


    "Well." Wu Mian nodded, "in fact, the safest way is surgical resection. But surgery can cut at least the middle lobe of the right lung. After a few years, you have to do it after the condition of the tongue lobe of the left lung worsens. Although you are still young and in good health, the blow of two thoracoscopic operations is not small."


    "Let me see."


    "Miss Wu, can''t you take medicine?" Deng Ming asked.


    Deng Ming felt quite unreliable if he didn''t do something. Although Mr. Wu''s words are precise, he thinks so.


    "Long term treatment with triple or quadruple antibiotics leads to high antibiotic related adverse reactions and high intolerance rate. As a result, the treatment success rate is not ideal, and the recurrence rate can be as high as 20-44%."


    "Limited treatment has led to symptom migration and continued destruction of lung parenchyma. The clinical manifestations of NTM lung disease can progress from focal bronchiectasis or cavitary lesions to severe lung damage."


    "There is more theoretical evidence, but the race studied is Caucasian." Wu Mian said, "I won''t say much. This is just a suggestion. If sister Tang doesn''t feel safe, go to breathe and ask teacher Huang Xizhen."


    Deng Ming knows that the respiratory department mentioned by Wu Mian is definitely not a few hospitals of Medical University. It can only be Xiehe.


    Tang Xiaoying was very straightforward. She hesitated for less than a minute and made up her mind.


    "Xiao Wu, that''s it." Tang Xiaoying smiled.


    "Sister Tang, come to me directly if you need anything. I haven''t changed my mobile phone number." Wu Mian said, "you''re too outspoken. Is it so difficult to make a call?"


    "You are a great scientist. Like this year''s Nobel laureate Semenza, you are a top figure in the academic circle. When are you going to rush?" Tang Xiaoying changed the topic.


    "If you don''t rush, it''s meaningless." Wu Mian said, "everything will become a world of learning and capital in the end. I don''t like it."


    Tang Xiaoying frowned at Wu Mian.


    "I am very familiar with Semenza. Every year... Hahaha." Wu Mian didn''t know what to think of, and suddenly burst into laughter.


    "What are you laughing at?" Tang Xiaoying thought it was a very serious topic, but Wu Mian was too not serious. Was he arrogant enough to despise the Nobel laureate?


    "Semenza and I are both academicians of the Chinese Academy of Sciences and the presiding judge of the lancet." Wu Mian said, "we usually deal with many people and have some common topics, but I feel that Semenza has a problem in his mind."


    "Xiao Wu, be respectful," Tang Xiaoying said seriously.


    "Sister Tang, I''m serious." Wu Mian said, "in order to make the data look better, we all tacitly do some publicity. Cough, just publicity."


    Deng Ming doesn''t know what propaganda means. Seeing Wu Mian''s slightly embarrassed appearance, it should not be a good thing.


    Tang Xiaoying smiled comprehensively. Is it common sense in the industry to cheat some scientific research funds by falsifying data.


    "Did Semenza go too far?" she asked.


    "Alas..." Wu Mian sighed, "I want to call back a lot of manuscripts directly for retrial. He doesn''t look at them, and let his students fool around. Not only the data doesn''t change, but even directly pick up pictures and P pictures. P pictures are even better. P''s are not as detailed as any girl we catch on the street."


    "Deng Ming was speechless.


    Is the academic world so dark? This is completely different from the academic circles imagined by Deng Ming.


    If even Nobel laureates do so, what future does the human world have?


    "I guess I''m obsessed with my own experiment. I don''t have time," Tang Xiaoying explained to Semenza.


    "Who knows." Wu Mian said indifferently, "anyway, Huahua sedan chair people carry people. If I pass his manuscript and there are influencing factors, he has to pay me back. In fact, in the final analysis, it''s not for the management to throw money?"


    "Almost. In the end, it''s more money than anyone else. When we do experiments, 99% of the raw materials and 99.9% of the raw materials come to different conclusions." Tang Xiaoying said, "it''s equivalent to using money to buy time."


    "Yes." Wu Mian felt deeply.


    "What do you think?"


    "I''m going to develop some new techniques to let the management buy their lives with money. I''m not going to fake. He''s from ANSA. It''s nothing to fake dozens of times. But if I want to do that, I will eventually become a gun in my opponent''s hand. This road is not suitable for me."


    "You think so much." Tang Xiaoying said slightly.


    "Sure," said Wu Mian with a smile, "but I think something will happen to Semenza sooner or later. He is too careless."


    "Thanks for today''s business." Tang Xiaoying said with a smile. "That''s really what you said about buying life with money. Life has been difficult since ancient times. Only once you die, can you know it''s difficult when it comes to the end."


    "Sister Tang, you are still young." Wu Mian said with a smile, "is there a young man talking to you and asking for your mobile phone number when walking down the street?"


    "No big or small, is there such a joke with your sister?" Tang Xiaoying smiled. "I''ll ask your girl out for tea another day."


    "Yes."


    Wu Mian prints out the film, puts it on the tape and gives it to Tang Xiaoying.


    "Don''t forget what I said. It''s difficult to change your living habits, but in order not to have surgery, you should also try to expectorate." Wu Mian said, "I''m afraid you''re embarrassed and don''t want surgery, which will eventually lead to autism."


    "No," Tang Xiaoying said faintly, "I still have this psychological adjustment ability."


    "That''s good." Wu Mian took a long breath and said, "sister Tang, where do you live? I''ll take you back?"


    Tang Xiaoying hesitated and didn''t move. After a few breaths, she asked, "Xiao Wu, I have a friend who is going to paraplegia soon. Do you have any good ideas?"


    "Paraplegia? How? Brain or spinal cord?"


    Wu Mian asked briefly. Tang Xiaoying shook her head. "I don''t know the details. I went to see her half a month ago. She was hospitalized in the imperial hospital. She said that her right thigh hurts badly and her muscle strength has reached level 1... In your statement, level 1 is a very low level."