I’m The Only One With Genius DNA 48

I’m The Only One With Genius DNA chapter 48

Avio (3)

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Starbucks was located on the first floor of the Avio building.

Ryu Young-joon ordered an iced Americano with an employee welfare card that came out yesterday.

“Please put it in the tumbler.”

Park Joo-hyuk said as he looked at the tumbler he gave out.

“What’s with the tumbler?”

asked Joohyuk Park.

“I brought one to roll around in the kitchen cupboard.”

“It says Jeong Yoon-dae. It must be a school tumbler.”

“Yeah, I just found out.”

Ryu Young-joon checked out the “JUNGOON UNIVERSITY” written on the outside of the tumbler.

“I guess you got it from somewhere when you were in school. I’ve been here for 10 years from undergraduate to graduate school.”

Ryu Young-joon said.

“No, I don’t think so.”

“How do you know?”

“It’s written in small letters, ‘2019’. It’s been a long time since we graduated. It’s definitely your brother’s. I heard you’re living with me now.

“······.”

“I remember when you were in high school, you brought your favorite four-color ballpoint pen and you cried and made a big mess.”

“Ji-won was eight years old at the time.”

“It was a good time to compete with the coca spaniel in my house.”

“······.”

Ryu Young-joon looked at the tumbler and said,

“Is this a secret?”

“Wash it clean and put it back in the cupboard. I’m scared of Jiwon, too.”

“Yes.”

The two headed for the elevator drinking coffee.

“After setting up the Avio labs, I’ll invest in a few small and medium-sized companies and work together.”

Ryu Young-joon said on the way.

“Where?”

“Cellizener, Cell Bio, Reaction Chemistry, and my undergraduate colleagues, Lee Jae-hong, who studied bioinformatics, set up a startup program. I’m thinking about it, too.”

“What is bioinformatics?”

“What is it?”

Ryu Young-joon found something and stopped talking.

A chubby grandmother was loitering in the hallway.

Although a large number of people have been in and out of the interview recently and have joined the group, this is the first time I’ve seen her.

“Are you looking for someone?”

Ryu Young-joon approached and asked.

“Uh-Uh-Uh-Uh-Uh-Uh-Uh-Uh.”

Grandma turned her head and tried to leave.

······.

What do you mean no?

Ryu Young-joon looked at her back and was lost in thought for a moment.

This is not the place dedicated to clinical trials. There is a clinical trial management center at Eisen’s headquarters, and St. Mary’s Hospital is a clinical trial organization.

Why are you wandering in Avio?

“Grandmother, is anyone with you?”

asked Ryu Young-joon.

Grandmother shook her head.

“What’s your name?”

“······.”

There was no answer again this time.

I’m sure you have a guardian, but do you have to do an in-house broadcast to find it?

I was agonizing for a moment, and I saw two people running this way from the bathroom at the end of the hallway.

It was a grandfather and a young woman who seemed to have gone through all kinds of hardships.

“Grandmother!”

“Grandmother ·····. What?”

Shin Young-yeon, the lead researcher of Eisen’s stem cell division, stopped walking when she saw Ryu Young-

In the first place, he brought a patient and a guardian to Avio to meet him, but I was a little nervous when I met him face to face.

“Oh, hello, CEO.”

Closer, she greeted awkwardly.

“Hello.”

“I’m Shin Young-yeon, the lead researcher of Eisen’s stem cell division.”

Shin Young-yeon introduced herself.

“Nice to meet you. I’m Ryu Young-joon from Avio.”

Ryu Young-joon shook hands with her and glanced back at the elderly couple, who appeared to be patients and guardians.

It looks like a party.

The reason why the head of Eisen’s stem cell division has come so far must be related to them.

You’re here for a clinical trial?

“What brings you here?”

asked Ryu Young-joon.

“I’d like to ask you a favor.”

***

69-year-old Park Ju-nam.

She worked at a barber shop since she was 19.

Thanks to her pretty appearance, the young people in the neighborhood were constantly snooping around, but she had a separate in mind.

It was Kang Hyuk-soo, a taxi driver.

At that time, taxi drivers had an image of professionals.

These days, 20-year-old drivers drive safely and comfortably with the help of auto gears and driving aids with navigation on, but not at the time.

The ability to find the way as if memorizing the way when a customer says the destination is basic, and in some cases, English conversation skills were also required.

Park Ju-nam fell in love with Kang Hyuk-soo’s taxi, which he got in by chance, as he was driving his car skillfully handling a manual transmission.

Kang Hyuk-soo often came to the barber shop and shaved. Thanks to this, Park Ju-nam had many chances to meet him, so he could easily make a connection.

The two quickly grew close, became lovers, married and had two children.

“You look fierce, so when your beard grows, you look like a bandit.”

Park Ju-nam became a full-time housewife by raising his child, but he shaved Kang Hyuk-soo every morning by making use of his young skills.

“I’ll have to shave you all the time if you don’t want to run away.”

After breakfast, sitting on a chair, white and soft fingers painted the philtrum and chin with white foam.

The razor moved along the skin’s texture and made a whirring sound.

Kang Hyuk-soo really liked the morning when he looked at her face concentrating in front of him.

Her beauty didn’t change as the wrinkles gradually increased and the years clung to her face.

The two grew so old.

It’s a story of common, ordinary, ordinary lives.

As with those of that age, the dictatorship of the junta, democratic protests, the IMF, and all sorts of big and small events in modern history.

They suffered from many incidents, but they all endured well.

But it is not Alzheimer’s

At first, Park Ju-nam seemed to have become more forgetful. He often forgot to turn off the lights while cooking and repeated the previous questions.

At some point, I thought I was slow and clumsy at calculating money, confused few friends, and confused how many children I had in my neighbor’s young couple.

Then one morning, the incident broke out.

Kang Hyuk-soo still has a clear shock in his heart.

“Shave for me.”

Kang Hyuk-soo said, filling the meal with a glass of milk.

The shocking answer is back.

“Shaving? ·····. What was that?”

I went to the hospital holding my wife’s hand with trembling heart.

He was diagnosed with stage four Alzheimer’s.

Her cognitive and memory continued to deteriorate even though she was prescribed drugs such as choline decomposition enzyme inhibitor Taklin and treated in hospital.

A few years later, the cognitive function has declined significantly, and it has not been recognized what date or season it is today.

I needed Kang Hyuk-soo’s help from dressing according to the weather.

Eating, washing my face, and brushing my teeth have become difficult.

Sometimes she came back to her senses, but sometimes she couldn’t even recognize her husband’s face.

I started to incontinence.

Now Park Ju-nam spends a day in the passenger seat of a taxi driven by Kang Hyuk-soo.

This is because I always needed the help of my guardian in my daily life.

***

“Dr. Ryu Young-joon.”

Kang Hyuk-soo suddenly grabbed Ryu Young-joon’s arm.

“Oh, my God, Doctor. Please help us.”

“What?”

“Please give us a clinical trial.”

“You have to tell the clinical trial manager at St. Mary’s Hospital.”

“I’ve been there, and I was supposed to do a clinical trial with my grandmother.”

Shin Young-yeon, the lead researcher, said instead. There was a bit of depression in her tone.

“Are you saying you did, not now?”

Park Joo-hyuk interrupted and asked.

“Yes, it changed all of a sudden.”

“Why?”

“She says it’s because she has high blood pressure.”

“Well·····.”

This clinical trial follows the procedure of intravenously administering stem cells to the brain through blood vessels.

It manipulates the expression of the AKKT gene and uses small stem cells that are originally reduced to about 60 percent of stem cells.

It uses a cell membrane with a cabalin ligand to send it to the brain beyond the Blood Brain Barrier.

It is a treatment that uses an additional drug called 3K3A-APC to differentiate stem cells into nerves and regenerate the destroyed brain.

Therefore, the core of this experiment is that stem cells and drugs “flow well through blood vessels.”

Is that why the clinical trial doctor excluded hypertension patients?

But it doesn’t make sense. It’s not heart failure, it’s just high blood pressure, so you’re excluding people who’ve already been selected?

And during the screening process, you would have already checked your high blood pressure and selected them as subjects. Is there a misunderstanding?

“Was there high blood pressure in our proposed clinical trial subject screening requirements?”

asked Ryu Young-joon.

“No, I only had heart failure.”

Shin Young-yeon replied.

“I think that’ll be fine. If it’s high blood pressure, ·····. How high is your blood pressure?”

“50, 95.”

“It’s not that bad.”

“But I guess he wants to proceed with clinical trials for the healthiest people possible to secure safety.”

Park Joo-hyuk said.

That’s true, too.

It’s still in phase one. If it is a cold medicine, it is a step to prove that there are no side effects by administering it to the healthy general public.

Although it is a single phase due to the nature of the treatment, it is administered directly to actual patients, but only a small number of eight patients or so are targeted.

There is no reason to include patients with high blood pressure.

But what else is there to exclude people who have already been selected?

Rosaline, can high blood pressure in this patient cause problems in the course of treatment?’

asked Ryu Young-joon.

You already know the answer.

No problem, right?

– It doesn’t matter. It’s a good cure even for heart failure patients. You don’t have to worry about that much high blood pressure.

But why did the doctor exclude him?’

Kang Hyuk-soo said to Ryu Young-joon, who was in agony.

“Dr. Ryu, we don’t have much time left.”

“What?”

“The hospital said this person has a swallowing disorder. It happens when dementia gets worse. It’s said that you’re not good at swallowing food with your mouth. They say I get pneumonia because I keep inhaling it into my lungs. I can’t even spit out phlegm. The hospital told me. You’re going to get stiffer and slower and harder, so you’ll keep lying down. I told him to watch carefully so that he wouldn’t have a pressure ulcer.”

“······.”

“If those complications continue to come, the immune system will drop and you will fall and you will die. Dementia doesn’t kill itself. So I have to take good care of him. But ······ Dr. Ryu, I’m 74 this year, too. I’m not confident about making money, feeding and taking care of this person. It’s not lack of will, it’s because my body doesn’t follow me.”

said Kang Hyuk-soo.

“What if I can’t get up tomorrow morning? That’s what I’ve been thinking lately.

“What’s your child doing?”

asked Joohyuk Park.

“How can we put a burden on my children when they are busy raising them and making ends meet?” And the kids live abroad now, so…”

Ryu Young-joon was agonizing and told Shin Young-yeon.

“This way for a second.”

He took Shin to a corner a little further from the crowd and asked quietly.

“Do you have eight full clinical trials?”

“Yes.”

“Do you happen to know who went into Park Ju-nam’s missing seat?”

It is suspicious that the situation is working. For now, it was assumed that Shin Young-yeon came to Ryu Young-joon instead of persuading Kang Hyuk-soo and consoling him because there was something.

“We only received the subject identification code, so we don’t know the personal information, but ·····. I heard something from someone you know at St. Mary’s Hospital. Top VIP.”

Shin Young-yeon said.

“Who is it?”

“That ·····.”

Shin Young-yeon pulled Ryu Young-joon slightly and whispered in his ear.

“I’m the mother of Rep. Shim Sung-yeol.”

“Shim Sung Yeol?”

Shim Sung-yeol’s mother was 80 years old.

She had Alzheimer’s disease five years ago and was in a nursing hospital.

Shim Sung-yeol worked hard outside to perform actions worthy of his filial image, but to be honest, he was tired of cleaning up after his old mother.

It’s annoying to go to a nursing hospital regularly to show my face, and it’s a waste of hospital bills that cost hundreds a month.

He was a man who only looked at the presidential election. All the factors that would add to that were desirable, and all the things that didn’t help were useless.

For such Shim Sung-yeol, Ryu Young-joon’s clinical trial of Alzheimer’s was a boon.

If you succeed, you can gain positive energy by carrying Ryu’s image. Even if you fail, you will collect sympathy votes.

Of course, it’s best to succeed. And since Ryu Young-joon is an outstanding person, wouldn’t he be able to succeed?

He’s the kind of person a Nobel laureate would ask to work with.

‘Scientists must be independent of politics.’

The face of the blue young man, who had refused to do so when Son Soo-young’s glaucoma was in his face, kept coming to mind.

He is now a world-class science star.

I’ll let you stand on your own right now.’

Shim Sung-yeol thought while pushing for the director of St. Mary’s Hospital.

“Next time, I will visit you to thank you, not as a politician, but as the son of a filial son of a patient who has received clinical treatment. Dr. Liu.’

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“Joohyuk!”

Ryu Young-joon, who had a short conversation with Shin Young-yeon, came back this way.

“What?”

Park Joohyuk is a little flustered.

“What have you said that you’re so upset about? Hey, your eyes are the same as when we ate all of her Hagen-Dazs when Jiwon was young.”

“Come with me somewhere.”

Ryu Young-joon said.

“Where are you going?”

“St. Mary’s Hospital.”

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