Hearing the word epilepsy, Xu Le's face turned pale.
He didn't know the specific cause of epilepsy or the profound medical principles behind it, but he knew that this disease was often referred to as epilepsy or convulsion by ordinary people. No matter how optimistic, cheerful, and positive a young person was, if they knew that they had such a disease, the word "pessimistic" would be written on their forehead in an instant.
Being sick was not scary. Even if he was terminally ill or had a broken leg, he would not be defeated by Xu Le, who was as stubborn as a rock.
Only this kind of disease that could cause his whole body to convulse, foam at the mouth, and slanted ears and mouth at any time made him feel a chill. If he had liver cancer, he would hold his stomach and endure the pain and enjoy the soybean-sized beads of sweat on his forehead. That would be a heroic and cool death. But if he had to constantly worry that he might become a fool at any time and keep convulsing on the floor, even if he could live like a normal person … this kind of living was too unsightly.
"Are you sure that I have … epilepsy?" Xu Le asked in a hoarse voice as she looked at the specialist doctor beside her with a hopeful expression.
"The possibility is very high, at least more than 90%." The expert had seen many patients in his life, so naturally, he didn't take epilepsy to heart. He said calmly, "After you fell asleep last night, the electroencephalogram and the EGG signal sent back by the electrodes confirmed that … in this area of your brain, every once in a while, the neurons will have an abnormal discharge phenomenon."
The expert pointed at a certain area of the brain imaging and said seriously, "The discharge rate of the cortical pyramidal cells of a normal person's brain is less than ten times per second. But last night, we measured that the discharge rate of the neurons in this area of your brain is often more than a hundred times per second, and the peak number is as high as five hundred and sixty-six times per second."
"So, we determined that this area is the focus of the disease."
Xu Le still didn't want to give up and asked, "Is there no other disease that can cause abnormal discharge of the neurons in the brain? Like being stimulated by something, or being in a long-term coma, the neurons in the brain have just woken up and are not used to it? "
In fact, when Xu Le heard the term neurons, although he was a little unfamiliar with it, he thought of the strange power in his body and secretly worried.
"Of course, there could be other reasons that cause the abnormal discharge of cortical neurons, but after our analysis, we believe that epilepsy should be the most likely cause." When the specialist heard Xu Le's words, he couldn't help but smile. He thought that this patient was really good at finding strange excuses for himself. He emphasized, "Especially in the latter half of the night, when you entered deep sleep … With the abnormal electrical discharge of your brain, your muscles began to spasm intermittently."
"This is a typical symptom of epilepsy. I admit that what you said earlier may trigger abnormal discharges of cortical neurons in the brain … "The expert looked at him with a comforting expression." But … this is also known as epilepsy. "
"However, you don't have to worry. According to the results of the examination and the extent of your spasms, this shouldn't be a source of epilepsy, so the danger isn't great. If I manage my life and emotions well, it might be difficult for me to relapse in the future … Of course, even if I relapse, as long as I have someone by my side at all times and I don't sleep in a high bed at night, there shouldn't be any danger. "
"The vast majority of epilepsy patients will only have some minor problems in their lives. At least from the current statistics, the lifespan of epilepsy patients will not be affected in any way."
"There's no need for surgery?"
"No, unless you want to take the risk of becoming an idiot to help our hospital earn a large sum of money from the Federation's Citizen Medical Fund."
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After the specialist left, Xu Le lay alone in the quiet ward. His left hand, the only thing he could move, unconsciously touched his head. It was hard to believe that his brain was damaged. Could it be the aftereffects of the battle in the underground parking lot? Could it be that the rebounding force of the mecha's strong body had injured his brain? Or could it be … he suddenly thought of the moment before he fainted, the intense pain brought by the mysterious power in his body, especially that feeling like an electric current had passed through the back of his neck and turned into countless thin needles, pricking his brain endlessly …
There was no need for surgery, only medication. The key was still to have enough rest, adjust his mentality, and maintain an optimistic mood. The doctor's casual and calm instructions were actually meant to comfort the patient. Of course, if Xu Le had an incurable disease, the doctor would probably have said something similar.
Fortunately, Xu Le was indeed a very optimistic person, and he easily shook off the gray emotions from before. Although the comforting words were actually not very useful, not having surgery on the brain was still something worth celebrating.
The mobile phone was bought by the Tai family's staff, and it was even an old model. Xu Le knew how the other party was able to do this, but thinking about it, Sanlin Communications Headquarters should not make things difficult for the Tai family. Xu Le pulled out the display embedded in the metal body of the mobile phone, and felt that it was very smooth, and his mood improved. He began to go online silently, looking up some epilepsy-related information.
The more he looked at it, the more silent he became. The more he looked at it, the more he felt that he really did have epilepsy. He threw the mobile phone beside his pillow, closed his eyes, and thought for a long time. He probably had secondary epilepsy, and the probability of passing it on to his offspring was only four times higher than normal people. The Federation's laws did not prohibit epilepsy patients from marrying and having children … Zhang Xiaomeng wouldn't have any objections, right? But he felt that he had to bring more towels with him in the future, or else who would help him wipe the white foam that he was spitting out? According to the information on the Internet, when epilepsy patients had intermittent spasms, they had to be careful not to let the patient bite their tongue …
Did he have to buy a few hard plastic bones for his pet dog to play with? But raising a pet dog required special approval from the HTD Bureau. Oh, right, he only needed to buy plastic bones, he did not need to raise a dog, and he was not a dog.
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Thinking about it like this, Xu Le felt more and more sad. If his life became like this in the future, it would be too far from his ideal life. He silently laid on the bed, his eyes fixed on the white ceiling, showing a hint of depression.
So when Tai Zhiyuan sat by his bed, had finished peeling an apple, and directly handed it to him, he noticed.
"This is a necessary procedure for visiting a patient, but it's a pity. In novels or movies, the person who peels an apple and feeds it bite by bite should be a beautiful and gentle girl." Xu Le took the apple, took a big bite, stared at the window, and said, "If only Xiaomeng were here right now."
Hearing Zhang Xiaomeng's name, Tai Zhiyuan's eyes slightly narrowed. He smiled, but did not say anything to the girl, and said, "You've suddenly become more talkative today."
Xu Le was slightly stunned, and also felt the change in himself. It probably had nothing to do with escaping death, it was purely because of the shock he received from the doctor today. Tai Zhiyuan already knew about his illness. After a moment of silence, he suddenly said with a smile, "Epilepsy is not a life-threatening illness. It's rare to see you so depressed, I'm not used to it."
In the eyes of the friends around him, Xu Le was always the ordinary, down-to-earth, smiling guy. It was rare to see him sigh. Xu Le frowned slightly and sighed, "This illness is too troublesome, and it's too ugly when it flares up."
"I've prepared some medicine for you, a new drug. But don't worry, it has already passed the clinical examination. It's just that because it's too expensive, it hasn't been registered in the medical system."
After a long silence, Tai Zhiyuan took out a medicine bottle from his pocket and handed it to Xu Le. "Don't be too agitated in the future … Also, before you leave the hospital, install a mini brainwave monitor. If you find anything wrong, take a pill."
Xu Le took the medicine bottle and silently looked at the label. Sure enough, there was no sign of the Federation Medical Administration Bureau. He looked at the precautions, tilted his head slightly, and looked at Tai Zhiyuan in confusion, and said, "Tranquilizers?"
"I often take them." Tai Zhiyuan smiled and patted him on the shoulder, and said apologetically, "I still have some things to do, and I'm leaving Jingzhou tonight. I'll leave some people with you. If you need anything, just ask them. Also, I'll come to see you again in a few days. "
Xu Le nodded, and had no intention of asking him to stay. Although he saved Tai Zhiyuan's life, he also knew that Tai Zhiyuan was a high and mighty figure in society, and presumably a very busy guy. It was enough that Tai Zhiyuan personally came to visit him in the hospital.
"My private phone number is the first number on your phone. If you need anything, you can call me."
Tai Zhiyuan and Xu Le had met many days ago in the H1 area of Ewha University. It was only now that Xu Le got his private phone number for the first time.
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After Tai Zhiyuan left, Xu Le received a few more days of conservative treatment and monitoring in the First Military Region's General Hospital. Those highly skilled specialists and professors finally confirmed that Xu Le was probably hit by some external force during that incident. The damage to his brain caused damage to the neurons in his cerebral cortex, and caused abnormal discharge, which led to epilepsy.
Just as the specialist said, there was no easy way to treat epilepsy, and the focus of the General Hospital's treatment was still on Xu Le's severely injured body. The comminuted fracture on his right thigh, and the several gunshot wounds on his body were actually much more serious than the so-called epilepsy.
After listening to several consultation plans, only then did Xu Le know that he had suffered such serious injuries in the stadium's underground parking lot. If he hadn't put on a bulletproof helmet and vest when he left the VIP room, his life would have been lost in that dark and damp space.
Thinking of this, Xu Le couldn't help but feel a little scared. He didn't understand why he was always so hot-blooded and impulsive. Of course, he was willing to save Tai Zhiyuan, but almost losing his life was not his intention. At the same time, what made him feel alarmed was that his eyes started to hallucinate again. However, this time, it wasn't the power structure diagram, but a very familiar image of the mine pit …
Xu Le began to doubt the diagnosis of epilepsy.
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