"It's not a problem with the disease, it's a problem with me!"
The about-to-erupt Mr. Jiang suddenly froze.
He pondered over the words that Lin Fan had said.
"That's not right. I'm sick, so it's the disease causing the problem. How could it be my own fault unrelated to the disease? You're speaking nonsense!"
After a long moment of thought, Mr. Jiang finally grasped the point.
This obvious fallacy really left him baffled.
"Mr. Jiang, it's you who haven't understood. The illness you have is not an illness, that's why I said it's your own problem, not a problem with the disease. If you don't believe me, first answer a few questions!"
Lin Fan smiled and sat down on the sofa opposite Mr. Jiang.
"This illness isn't like ALS that gradually takes away sensation. Rather, it's a sudden numbness and soreness followed by immediate paralysis, but the examinations show all indicators are quite normal; it's neither neurological nor pathologically paralytic, right?"