The next day, just like the stars rising suddenly in the commercial sky, Galaxy Life Co., Ltd. successfully completed its registration. For a time, the company's exclusive official website was built like a carefully crafted treasure house, shining in the virtual network world, as if it was foreshadowing the start of a glorious journey of writing miracles.
Addison. Bryce methodically sorted out all the information such as the preclinical research report of the AIDS specific drug, and personally sent it to the State Food and Drug Administration for filing, like a messenger with a mission. At the same time, he submitted the clinical research application with great expectations. Normally, it often takes a long few months for such an application to be approved, but this time it was unusual, and the superiors had already communicated and coordinated with the Food and Drug Administration. Therefore, Addison. Bryce was like being blessed by the goddess of luck. The next day after the application, he successfully obtained the precious approval documents and clinical trial approval number. Each of these documents is like a golden key to the other side of hope, emitting a light that makes people look forward to it.
The news spread quickly throughout the academic community, as if it had grown wings. After hearing about this, the president of Harvard University took the initiative to lend a hand. With his extensive network of contacts and influence, he actively contacted Harvard University's affiliated hospital. With the president's matchmaking, the affiliated hospital readily agreed to provide all-round support and help for this significant clinical trial. At this moment, everything is ready, and everything is like the pieces of a puzzle gradually coming together, waiting for the last critical step.
"Everything is ready, only the east wind is missing." Addison Bryce's mouth corners slightly raised, revealing a confident and calm smile. He gently picked up the phone, slid his fingers quickly on the screen, and dialed the number that he remembered in his heart - the phone number of a senior NBC executive. That was the network he met when he held a scientific and technological achievement conference on Capitol Hill. After the call was connected, Addison Bryce spoke sincerely and passionately about the important news that the AIDS special drug was about to undergo clinical trials.
On that day, with NBC's influential report, the news swept the whole country like a surging wave. It was like a bright firework exploding in the silent night sky, attracting countless people's attention and stirring up ripples in people's hearts.
In a quiet hospital in the distant Fuzhou Province, there was a depressing and heavy atmosphere. In the white ward, 12-year-old Lily lay quietly on the bed, like a fragile flower shivering in the cold wind. Her face was as pale as paper, and she looked at her mother who was sitting by the bed and crying silently. Her voice was weak but revealed a trace of distressing understanding: "Mom, am I going to die soon?"
"No, baby, don't talk nonsense." Mom held back her tears and whispered. However, the tears that could not be stopped were like a flood that broke through the dam, pouring out of her eyes continuously, revealing the grief deep in her heart.
"That's what they show on TV. If the patient's family can't help crying, it means the patient will go to heaven soon. You used to tell me that heaven is just a very far place, and even if we go to heaven, we will have a chance to meet again. But now that I'm grown up, I know that going to heaven actually means dying, and if we die, we will never have a chance to meet again." As Lily spoke, her slender and cool little hands gently wiped away the tears from her mother's eyes, and then she tried to raise the corners of her mouth and squeezed out a faint smile. The smile was particularly dazzling on her pale little face, but it was full of endless tenderness.
"Mom, don't cry. Although we won't have the chance to meet in the future, I will always miss you, every minute of every day. And, mom, can you promise me one thing?" Lily stared at her mother with expectant eyes, as if she wanted to deeply imprint her mother's appearance at this moment in her heart.
Mom hugged Lily tightly in her arms, as if to integrate her into her life, and said in a crying voice: "No matter what, Mom will promise you, baby, I am sorry for you, and let you suffer so much, my little fish..." Lily's originally pale face now bloomed with a smile as bright as the sun, although the smile was a little weak: "I watched a TV series last time. There was a little girl in it. After she went to heaven, she donated her body and organs to those in need. Mom, I want to be like her and donate my organs to those in need. There are so many kind people who have helped me. I want to learn from them and help others." "Yes! Mom promises you!" Mom nodded vigorously, tears flowing freely on her cheeks. But she knew in her heart that this beautiful wish was destined to be difficult to realize, because her daughter Lily was unfortunately infected with AIDS during a blood transfusion during surgery in the hospital. That year, she was only 7 years old. Since then, Lily's world has gradually drifted away from the laughter and joy of school and friends. At such a young age, she seemed to be ruthlessly abandoned by the whole world overnight, and was alone in the abyss of illness.
However, even if life is full of haze, there is still warm sunshine in this world. After hearing about Lily's tragic experience, some kind people lent a hand. They donated money enthusiastically and often came to visit, just like the stars gathered into a bright galaxy, bringing rare warmth and hope to Lily's dark world. Perhaps it was this little bit of limited sunshine that warmed Lily's innocent heart like a fire, allowing her to maintain her kindness and optimism even in adversity, like a strong flower blooming in despair.
At this moment, the door of the ward was pushed open with a "creak", and the doctor walked in hurriedly but excitedly. With a happy face, he almost shouted, "Xiaoyu, I want to tell you a great news! The AIDS special medicine developed by scientists has officially started the first phase of clinical trials! Now we are recruiting 50 volunteers. Just apply online, it's very convenient!" As he said, the doctor quickly took out his mobile phone from his pocket and handed it to Lily, his eyes full of expectation and encouragement.
To become a volunteer for the first phase of clinical trials, you need to apply on the official website of Galaxy Life Co., Ltd. After just one day, the number of applicants surged like a tide, exceeding 100,000. But the cruel thing is that there are only 50 places for this recruitment.
"Fortunately, the system can automatically classify according to the patient's information, otherwise, this huge workload is simply unimaginable!" At this time, Addison. Bryce was sitting in front of the computer, concentrating on screening volunteers. Facing the application messages flying like snowflakes on the screen, he couldn't help but frown slightly, secretly lamenting the heavy workload in his heart.
"Patients infected through sexual contact are directly excluded. They should bear the corresponding consequences for their actions. This opportunity does not belong to them." Addison. Bryce thought silently in his heart, while his fingers quickly tapped on the keyboard, skipping the application information that did not meet the requirements one by one.
"Only select patients in the late stage. Their time is extremely tight and there is no extra time to wait. They are suffering from the pain every minute and every second. This is their last hope." He wrote down the screening conditions word by word with a firm look in his eyes.
"Young patients are given priority. Their lives have just started and they have not had time to appreciate the beauty of this world. We cannot let the pain take away their future so easily." Thinking of those young patients, Addison. Bryce's eyes flashed with pity and determination.
"Only domestic patients will be selected this time. Patients abroad, please wait patiently for the official launch of the special AIDS drug." After formulating these screening conditions, Addison. Bryce plunged into the massive amount of application information and began to screen carefully and meticulously.
After a whole day of hard work, Addison Bryce finally identified 50 volunteers from many applicants. Then, he personally called each volunteer to tell them the exciting news. Among them was Lily, a little girl with a beautiful and kind heart.
Two days later, the morning light shone through the light clouds and sprinkled on every corner of the city. Addison Bryce woke up early as usual, packed up, and went straight to Harvard University Hospital. At this time, Qin Wei, a senior sister, had not returned home during the summer vacation. Now that school was about to start, she returned home to accompany her parents.
On the way to the hospital, Addison Bryce's phone suddenly vibrated rapidly. He took out his phone and saw that it was a call from the hospital director. After the call was connected, the director's anxious voice came from the receiver: "Mr. Addison, something big has happened! There are thousands of AIDS patients outside the hospital now. I sent people to inquire. They are all in the late stage of AIDS. Because their physical condition is extremely bad, they all feel that they may not be able to wait until the day when the AIDS special medicine is officially launched, so they all want to apply to become volunteers for this clinical trial. They even expressed their willingness to take all risks!" Addison. Bryce was slightly stunned when he heard the news. But after thinking about it for a while, he felt that this was reasonable. After all, it usually takes several years for a new drug to be developed and finally launched on the market, and these patients in the late stage of AIDS no longer have enough time to wait. Under the ruthless torture of illness, they are struggling on the edge of life and death every moment. At this moment, any hope is extremely precious to them. Addison. Bryce took a deep breath, thought about the countermeasures quickly, and then said to the phone in a steady and firm tone: "Dean Ye, please tell them that the Drug Administration has taken special measures for this special AIDS drug. If the first phase of clinical trials goes smoothly, the drug will soon enter the clinical application stage. By that time, they will all be able to receive treatment. Please make sure they rest assured." "Okay, I'll convey your meaning immediately!" Dean Ye responded quickly after receiving the instructions. When Addison Bryce arrived at Harvard University Hospital, he saw that the crowds gathered outside the hospital were leaving in batches. They looked back at Harvard University Hospital with a light called "hope" flashing in their eyes. Although the light was weak, it was extremely hot. For them, the hospital in front of them has become their only hope to survive, and it is a beacon that guides them forward in the dark abyss. Seeing this touching scene, Addison Bryce couldn't help but feel warm in his heart. He suddenly realized that what he was doing was not just scientific research, and what he had developed was not just an ordinary product. In the eyes full of desire and expectation, he saw his responsibility and mission - he was bringing hope to countless people on the edge of despair, just like opening up an oasis of life in the barren desert and lighting up a bright star in the dark night sky.