Upon hearing Zhao Heng's affirmative response, Mrs. Liu was very excited, and Wei Wei's mood was also agitated.
The solution provided by Zhao Heng surprised her a bit, but upon reflection, it seemed feasible. Since there was no capability to develop a cure, delaying symptoms and extending survival time would also be acceptable.
"Dr. Zhao, there are quite a few children I know with this disease. Can they all come here for treatment?"
Mrs. Liu asked excitedly.
Her excitement was understandable; ten to twenty thousand compared to ten million was significantly less, and most families could manage the cost by gritting their teeth. Even though it wasn't a cure, at least it could save lives temporarily.
This was an easy decision to weigh.
"Mrs. Liu, as you can see, I currently have only ten beds available here, so I can't accommodate so many patients. Moreover, cultivating neural stem cells is a personalized treatment that requires an individualized treatment plan for each patient."
