"Dr. Liu, is there really no other way?" Old He still didn't want to give up.
"If we could cure it, we wouldn't brush it aside. The pathogenesis of this disease is still a question being studied worldwide. Our child is a bit better off; her body has reached a certain metabolic balance," Liu Banxia said after a moment's thought.
"If we intervene now, we'd disrupt that balance. If we decrease urination, we'd need to control water intake. And if medication is used to reduce it, it would have to be an abrupt reduction."
"Of course, further tests are still needed. I'm telling you this now, firstly because Brother Qiu brought you, and secondly, to help you prepare mentally."
Old He nodded. Liu Banxia had made things clear enough, but he found it incredibly hard to accept. His daughter was still so young; her life was just beginning.
"Dr. Liu, let me take them to our Neurology Department for now. We need to carry out detailed tests regardless," Miao Yuqiang said.
