Maca Cancer Warning の小説・ストーリー

Maya nodded at the nurse who took her blood sample along with some other samples. " it is not something serious doctor? " She asked as she pressed the cotton ball in her hand. " Based on past experience I would not suggest taking this lightly, it can be as small as just getting glasses but... " The last time she took her head ache lightly she end up suffering from a tumor that was in her brain since god knows when. " It will be good if you can come back in a few hours. " The doctor asked Maya. She had not even crossed the door when her phone rang; Max was calling her.

"This Meladonna drug... is it going to be a Thalidomide 2.0 tragedy?" "Hi. Wait. I didn't expect you to know about the Thalidomide disaster." "I read about it on the internet. Is our world going to be like a biological disaster conspiracy video on the internet?" Alexa asked, her eyes wide with excitement. The enthusiastic tone of her speech made Jean turn to her. "I don't know, dear. It's just that I've heard that a mafia group has been blackmailing a drug company. I don't know if it's true or just a rumour. I'm worried about you because you're taking one of their most famous products.

Right staring something far was warranted to make it much more cooler. 3 days Later, Haneul University Hospital. At the moment, a ground Breaking news broke the media all over the world. 3 Giant Research Center from, Banama, Gorea and Ingland just announced that after 10 years of Cooperation and Co-research With the Funding and support from Virtue Financial, has finally discovered a new type of Treatment for Cancer and Terminal diseases. The news itself was considered a fake and receives countless of critics from media and medical experts all over the world after Haneul Unversity PR team release the news, the impact causes everyone to asked them to retract the statement, the news got to big

Another matter now, is that I just discovered that I may have cancer. I discovered I have a 3.5cm cyst on my ovary with solid components. Which means I may have cancer. I'm waiting on a call to book me in for an mri, and I have an appointment at the cancer center in a few weeks. If you wish to contact me you can find my FB account named Korra Lacroix. Its there for my readers to reach out to me. I'll be more then happy to answer any questions regarding my personal life or my books. I'm here if you want to talk to me.

"It's great to be with you on a day like this Mal" Sitting here in the park full of people and watching kids playing around makes me forget everything that is happening to me right now. "I know right. So, how are you, my dearest Vey?" She asked me while eating her sweet corn. It is our favorite food to eat here aside from the street foods, I seldom eat street foods because the doctor told me so. She says it is bad for my health and it will only trigger more of my cancer cells. Of course we don't want that to happen. That is why we should obey the doctor and avoid the prohibited stuff, am I right or am I right?

I paused for a moment, then continued clearly, every word like an ice-cold nail driven into their ears. “The doctor asked about my diet in detail. He said someone as young as me developing late-stage cancer is very likely linked to long-term exposure to strong carcinogens like aflatoxin, which are commonly found in spoiled or moldy food. “Ever since I was little, you fed me food that had gone bad or grown mold. Do you think I couldn’t taste it? I knew.

ROSALINDA. My heart pumped rapidly. My entire world froze as the doctor’s words rang repeatedly in my head. “Mr. Moretti has been keeping this to himself for a while now and asked me not to tell you guys, his family. But I don’t think I can hide this anymore. I’m sorry, but you all deserve to know that he has cancer. Cancer of the lungs. But it is still in the early stages, and there is a great chance of it being cured since it was detected early. He has been coming here for treatment, and I suppose he fainted as a result of the side effects of the treatment.”

that was depressing, not only can't see that I am dying but also cannot tell me for sure what is growing on me. because it is not a disease, it is not contagious and it does not look like it is going anywhere, that was not comforting at all "now you don't need to worry there is hope" he said probably noticing my depression "hope? How?" where? I thought in despair He opened his drawer and showed me two folders and scrolled through it until he found some papers and handed them to me. "I have colleagues that are working on rear cancerous cyst, we do not have any specialist over here in the country but there is a doctor in canada that has made more progress in the field, he would be more helpful

he said, tapping the table with his fingers. “But if you ignore it… if you let it stay…" he turned, looking directly at me. "It becomes cancer.” I stared at him, he wasn't talking about medicines, "You're suggesting I eliminate the problem,” I said flatly, he shrugged. "Not necessarily,” he stood, adjusting the sleeve of his shirt. "Cancer can be malignant…" his smile returned. “...or benign." He walked toward the door and paused behind my sit, "So the choice is yours, big brother.”