In front of patients with end-stage solid tumors, this kind of immunotherapy worth 470,000 US dollars a time is just like a joke, with little effect.
To make an inappropriate analogy, it is as if the wind can easily blow away a fart, but it is difficult to completely blow away a pile of shit.
In addition, he is now destitute, and it is difficult to scrape together 470,000 US dollars for the next treatment.
Smith usually has a high income, and his family also has a very comprehensive medical insurance. However, the medical insurance covers those treatments that have been officially put into commercial use and have been included in the medical insurance.
In order to save his son's life, Smith has been using his own convenience to get in touch with the world's top medical technology, even many medical technologies that are still in the experimental stage.
The cost of that kind of medical treatment is extremely high, and the medical insurance doesn't care about it at all, and it doesn't bear a penny.
So, over the years, Smith has invested millions of dollars in assets.
Moreover, at least half of them are gray incomes similar to today's.
Right now, he can no longer afford it.
What's more, he knew very well in his heart that his son's condition had begun to deteriorate rapidly, and blindness and deafness followed one after another.
According to this trend, one month is already the best situation.
If it is a little worse, it may not even survive a week.
In this case, there is really no need for him to continue earning such extra money.
The publicist was still thinking about how to persuade him, but he had already stood up, turned around and was about to go out.
However, after walking a few steps, he suddenly thought of what Wei Liang said before he left.
So, he also asked himself in his heart: "That Chinese man seems to be right. Why did he bother to fly halfway around the world and spend 50,000 dollars to talk to me about a bunch of shit?"
After hesitating for a moment, he hurriedly turned around.
Seeing that the PR person was about to take away the trash can, he hurriedly blurted out: "Don't move! Put the trash can down!"
The publicist asked in surprise, "Mr. Smith...you...what's the matter with you?"
Smith strode up to him, snatched the trash can out of his hand, then took out the box of Jiuxuan Reconstituted Pills, turned around and left the restaurant with the box of medicines.
At this moment, there was no sign of Wei Liang outside the restaurant.
Just a minute ago, Wei Liang had already taken a taxi and headed to the hotel he had booked in downtown Washington.
He knew in his heart that for an extremely stubborn person like Smith, there was a high probability that he would not be able to take it down.
Therefore, he must quickly find a way to implement Ye Chen's second plan.
That is to find a way to find a star who is a household name in the United States, and it must also be a star who has already suffered from cancer.
On the taxi to the hotel, he had already started searching for relevant information on his mobile phone, hoping to find the most suitable drug test subject.
While looking for it, he was still indignant at Smith's attitude just now, and couldn't help complaining in a low voice: "This man is really blind, he doesn't even believe in the magic medicine made by Master Ye himself, I flew ten thousand Many kilometers, I want to bring you a fortune that many people have dreamed of for a long time, but you don't want it, I don't know what you will regret in the future..."
At the same time, James Smith had already gotten into his car. He didn't rush to start the car immediately, but took Jiuxuan Zaizao Pill in his hand and looked at it repeatedly.
Because he couldn't see the reason, he opened the medicine box and found a plastic medicine board inside. Through the transparent material, he could see seven black and round pills inside.
He subconsciously pulled one of the pills out of the plastic plate. The moment the aluminum foil was pulled open, a strong herbal scent burst out from it. JrNovels.com