I am not a medicine god, I am just a father

I just read an article. In addition to being shocked, I also felt like I was slapped hard.

I believe many people have read this. After the father Xu Wei’s son became ill when he was several months old, the doctors gave up, but he did not give up. He started from scratch and developed medicines to continue his son’s success. life.

The 9-month-old son was diagnosed by a doctor with a genetic defect and cannot absorb copper ions. Without these coppers, hematopoiesis, bone growth, brain development and many other aspects will be affected. The sick child will gradually Stop developing, the brain nerves will become diseased, become a vegetative state, and finally end of life due to organ failure.

The doctor told him that this disease could only be cured by supplementing copper throughout his life to maintain life. The medicine for supplementing copper was a chemical called copper histidine, but because The number of people who are sick is so small that there may only be a few patients in the country. Moreover, there is no pharmaceutical factory in China that produces this copper histidine, so we can only buy it abroad at a high price.

This is hope.

So this father traveled thousands of miles to seek medicine. However, due to the epidemic, the way to go abroad for medicine was blocked. Even the expired medicines from his patients had been eaten. In desperation, he wanted to make his own medicine. .

Xu Wei, who had not finished high school, picked up books again for the sake of his son. There was too little information on studying this disease in China, and what he could read were basically foreign papers. Xu Wei didn’t understand it at all. Understand English. He could only use translation software to translate the full text, and then read it word by word. Even if I know the translated Chinese characters, I still can’t understand them when put together.

Xu Wei, who didn’t understand English, wanted to study chemistry vocabulary for English majors, and then boldly made his own medicines.

The risk was greater than the hope. First, he rented a laboratory, and later purchased all the equipment and equipment. The medicine he prepared was first tried on rabbits, then on himself, and finally on his son. With no professional background and no medical foundation, he just made a medicine that made all his son's indicators normal and saved his son's life.

No one who works hard to create miracles will work alone. Next, he worked with parents with medical backgrounds to develop a drug that can develop children's brains, so that their sons are no longer threatened by death.

But the father did not give up. He applied for an adult college, then an undergraduate degree, and then a molecular biology major. He wanted to cure his son's mutated gene.

This father’s actions make me deeply ashamed, and my current situation makes me ashamed to look back. All the vows I had made were like a joke. If you deal with yourself every day, you will deal with the future.

Alas, when will it dawn on me?