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The Amazing Son in Law/

Chapter - 6031

Chapter 6031

"Mr. Wade, what did you just say?" Hank was bewildered, glancing over at Charlie as he questioned, "Are you saying my illness has been cured?!" Charlie nodded and replied, "Yes, you’ve been cured; you can go back now." Hank stared blankly. "When did you treat me? Why don’t I feel any difference?" Charlie smiled and asked, "Have you felt anything special before experiencing impotence?" "That's not the case," Hank shook his head. He had only realized he was impotent while taking medication at night. As he reflected on the situation, he couldn't comprehend at what point Charlie had intervened in his condition. He began to think that Charlie must possess the ability to render someone impotent without them knowing. As soon as this notion crossed his mind, he came to the realization that Charlie might have also cured his pancreatic cancer quietly. With excitement in his voice, he exclaimed, "Thank you, Mr. Wade! Thank you! Once I return to the United States tonight, I will arrange for them to conduct an examination as soon as possible!" Steve frowned, asking, "What? Do you not trust Mr. Wade?" "No," Hank quickly replied. "What I mean is, those people kept insisting I wouldn’t recover from this illness, with less than a 10% chance of living five more years. I want them to understand that they’re like frogs in a well. This disease can be completely cured in magical China!" Charlie responded calmly, "You still need to get checked, or you won't feel completely reassured." He then asked Hank, "Are you leaving now, or later?" Hank hurriedly said, "Later! I’ll arrange for my plane to take off early tomorrow morning after having a nice meal with Mr. Wade first." Charlie smiled and nodded. "Then let's have Don Albert prepare the food quickly. After eating, you should head back promptly to avoid causing worry." Hank smiled, choosing not to argue or explain further. He recognized that Charlie had a keen insight into people and situations, and providing unnecessary explanations at this moment would be futile. ... After dinner, Hank set off for the airport once again. The crew had everything ready. Once he boarded, the plane took off overnight, heading straight for the United States. His personal doctor received a message from Hank, instructing him to contact the hospital to arrange for a follow-up examination. In confusion, the doctor asked, "Mr. Hank, it hasn't even been 48 hours since your last check-up. Why do you need another one?" Hank replied, "I’ve received treatment in China, and now I need to verify if it was effective." He then reminded the doctor, "Please arrange all the necessary checks quickly. My plane is taking off soon, and I need to rest, so I won’t go into details now." The private doctor didn’t understand. Hank was returning from China after only a few hours—what kind of treatment could he possibly have received in that brief time? Pancreatic cancer treatment is extremely intricate and complex. It cannot be resolved simply by seeing a doctor, taking medicine, or undergoing surgery. In just a few hours, it was impossible to carry out much more than a consultation or a cursory examination. After considering it, he speculated that Hank likely sought treatment through traditional Chinese medicine. He had encountered numerous Chinese cancer patients who, when treatment in the U.S. failed, often returned to China for alternative therapies. However, he viewed traditional Chinese medicine for terminal illnesses as primarily providing palliative care.

Doctors stop actively pursuing a cure and instead focus on making the patient more comfortable in their final days. Thus, he deduced that once Hank returned, surgery would inevitably be required. He had already planned to introduce Hank to several top specialists in the U.S. known for treating pancreatic cancer, just waiting for Hank to arrive and decide which team he wanted to work with. As dawn broke, Hank's plane landed at New York Airport. This time, he opted not to go to the hospital by car but instead arranged for a medical helicopter to be ready at the airport. The hospital staff were also prepared as they had been during his last visit. The same Dr. Johnson was assigned as the point person when Hank arrived. He immediately stated, "Mr. Hank, I don’t think another examination is necessary right now. We should focus on evaluating your condition, developing a treatment plan, and implementing it swiftly!" Hank shook his head decisively. "No, please draw my blood right now. Check my CA199 levels first, and then we can discuss what steps to take next." Johnson asked, "Do you need any other tests done?" Hank considered it and inquired, "How long will it take to get the CA199 results?" Johnson replied, "It will take about six or seven hours." Hank asked again, "Is a CT scan faster?" Johnson nodded as he explained, "Since the last full-body scan identified your lesion, we could do a local CT scan specifically targeting your pancreas. That would be much quicker. We'll use a contrast agent, and after the scan, our specialists can evaluate the images immediately. We should have results in about half an hour." Hank immediately instructed, "Go ahead and arrange for the blood draw, prepare the contrast agent, and then proceed with the CT scan without delay." Johnson could only nod in agreement, saying, "Mr. Hank, please hold on. I’ll make the arrangements right now!" With fewer tests needed this time, the hospital quickly dispatched a nurse to draw blood and inject the contrast agent. Twenty minutes later, Hank was wheeled into the CT room. All relevant specialists, including Johnson, were now gathered in the operating room adjacent to the CT suite. Everyone was prepared, eagerly awaiting the machine to finish scanning and provide them with the results. As Hank lay flat on the examination bed, the doctor operating the machine positioned the focus near his pancreas. The machine whirred to life, and three-dimensional CT images rapidly started appearing on the monitor. As the doctors observed the dynamic video feed, their expressions shifted to astonishment. Someone exclaimed, "This... is impossible... why aren’t there any visible lesions? Is he really cured?" Johnson was equally perplexed; he clearly recalled seeing a lesion in Hank's pancreas from the prior scan. However, the current enhanced CT scan showed no signs of anything suspicious. A doctor questioned Johnson, "I heard Mr. Hank made an urgent trip to China. Is it possible he was cured there?" Johnson furrowed his brow in response, stating, "Even if there are effective treatments in China, nothing like that exists for his condition! If he were to treat it here, they'd have to remove his entire pancreas. How could he have saved it?" After saying this, he quickly urged the doctor, "Hurry, pull up Mr. Hank's previous CT scan information and compare it!"