Let you be a great man, not a scumbag

Chapter 1735 You little rascal, you scared me to death!

"Moreover, I also consulted several trusted experts who study traditional medicine. After looking at the ingredients, they all said that the formula was extremely clever and theoretically very beneficial for strengthening the body's foundation and nourishing the vital energy. That's why I... that's why I dared to take this risk."

After speaking, Jiang Cheng looked at Jiang Chenghong, his tone apologetic.

But more than anything, it was a firm statement: "Second Master, I'm sorry for using this method, but I was very worried when I learned how serious your illness was, so I did it this way."

Healing the body is important, but healing the mind is equally important.

How many patients die of fright within months of hearing they have been diagnosed?

Some of those who gave up treatment and used the money to travel have miraculously survived.

So even though Jiang Chenghong has a healing card, Jiang Cheng still hopes he can be more optimistic.

Upon hearing Jiang Cheng's confirmation that he had used it, Jiang Chenghong remained silent for a long time.

He recalled that he did feel more relaxed and energetic during this period.

He had previously thought it was just a placebo effect or the effect of modern medicine, never imagining it was due to that seemingly ordinary soup...

He slowly raised his head and looked at his grandson, who had gone so far as to fabricate lies and even "act first and inform later" for his sake, and his eyes welled up with tears again.

But this time, it was no longer sadness and despondency, but a radiance mixed with emotion, relief, and rekindled hope.

He let out a long sigh of relief, as if to release all the pent-up frustration in his chest.

After calming himself down, he slowly and firmly addressed Li Yan, who still seemed about to say something, and his great-grandfather, whose gaze was deep and thoughtful:

"I believe in Cheng'er."

After saying that, Jiang Chenghong patted Jiang Cheng's hand, his tone carrying a long-lost sense of ease.

Grandpa felt the same way as Jiang Chenghong at that moment.

He drank quite a bit of the soup.

During this period, his health improved significantly, and even the nodules shrank considerably.

Even his own medical team found it incredible.

It seems that Jiang Cheng's medicine powder is indeed effective.

Before Jiang Chenghong could finish speaking, there was a gentle knock on the study door.

Upon hearing the noise, the great-grandfather suppressed the surprise churning within him.

After all, he had been in that position for eight years and was used to remaining calm even if Mount Tai collapsed in front of him.

Whether it's suspicion, trust, or even admiration, he can keep it firmly hidden in his heart.

He habitually hid all his emotions when it came to things that still needed to be tested in the end.

So even though she believed in Jiang Cheng in her heart, she didn't show it on her face.

After composing himself, the great-grandfather said to the door, "Come in."

After he finished speaking, the door was pushed open.

Butler Uncle Lin led in the head of the great-grandfather's healthcare team.

Professor Zhang, a special medical expert, is now in charge of the two elderly people.

When the two elders saw that the visitor was Professor Zhang, a hint of anticipation flashed in their eyes.

Because they all knew he was there to deliver a report.

Uncle Lin respectfully said, "Master, Second Master, Professor Zhang has arrived. All the data from your comprehensive medical examination reports yesterday have been compiled and analyzed. Professor Zhang has some matters to report to you in person."

The old man nodded, feigning composure, signaling him to begin.

Upon seeing this, Professor Zhang nodded to Jiang Cheng and Li Yan in greeting, his face displaying an expression that was a mixture of extreme confusion and professional excitement.

He barely noticed the slightly strange atmosphere in the living room, and quickly walked over to his great-grandfather and second great-grandfather with his tablet computer in hand.

"Sir..." His voice rose slightly with urgency, "This is the final result of your report, and it is clearly good news again... I am always excited when I see the results, because it is truly unbelievable. This time, your latest medical examination data shows a leap in improvement compared to the first half of the month!"

After saying that, he first looked at Jiang Chenghong, whose condition was more serious, and his tone was full of disbelief.

"Your most critical tumor markers have not only stopped their malignant progression, but have actually decreased significantly! Moreover, your liver and kidney function, as well as your immune system indicators, have recovered to their best levels in nearly a year! This... this is a natural reversal that was completely impossible in our previous medical assessments!"

Then, he turned to his great-grandfather, his expression becoming even more agitated.

"Mr. Jiang, what shocks me even more is your condition! Your chronic spinal injury, which has plagued you for many years and even the most advanced minimally invasive surgery could not completely resolve, has shown significant signs of shrinkage in the surrounding tissues that were compressing the nerves, according to the latest imaging! This has directly led to an increase of at least 15 percentage points in the transmission efficiency of your central nervous system signals! This... this recovery speed is simply revolutionary and defies the understanding of modern medicine!"

The eldest grandfather and the second grandfather exchanged a glance, and the last trace of doubt in their eyes completely vanished.

"boom--!"

Professor Zhang's report, based on the most rigorous scientific data and full of shock, was like a thunderclap in Li Yan's ears!

The last trace of worry on her face was instantly replaced by immense shock and ecstasy!

He instinctively covered his mouth with his hand to suppress the gasp that almost escaped his lips.

One person's improvement might be a coincidence, but for two prominent figures with two different chronic illnesses to both show remarkable improvement at the same time? This is no accident!

The anxiety, worry, and feigned sternness on Li Yan's face instantly melted away, replaced by a huge, almost dizzying surprise and disbelief.

After glancing at Jiang Cheng, she covered her mouth again, her voice trembling, and looked at Professor Zhang as if seeking confirmation: "Professor Zhang... what you said is all true?!"

“It’s true, madam. It’s not just you; I find it hard to believe every time I see the report. But I also know that this is not the work of our team.”

Professor Zhang became more and more excited as he spoke.

He raised his head, his gaze sweeping intently over the people present, and finally asked with utmost sincerity and thirst for knowledge.

"Professor Jiang, may I ask if you two have recently encountered some extraordinary expert and received some kind of special treatment that we are not yet aware of? If possible, I... I sincerely hope to have the opportunity to learn from you. This might be a major breakthrough for the medical field!"

Upon hearing this, Li Yan's expression of surprise was replaced by worry.

She looked at her great-grandfather, hoping he wouldn't tell anyone.

This kind of thing is harmful and not beneficial to Jiang Cheng.

If Li Yan understands this, how could her great-grandfather not know it?

In an instant, the relaxed smile on the great-grandfather's face did not expand, but instead subsided slightly.

He didn't answer immediately, but instead slowly and gently placed the teacup back on the table, making a very soft but clear "tap" sound.

This subtle movement made Professor Zhang instantly realize his loss of composure and overstepping of bounds, and he couldn't help but hold his breath.

Grandpa then raised his eyes, his gaze calmly landing on Professor Zhang.

That gaze wasn't sharp, but it carried a deep pressure of someone who had long held a high position and understood people's hearts, as if it could see through appearances and reach the core.

He neither admitted nor denied it, but spoke slowly in a calm, unwavering tone:

“Professor Zhang,” he paused, emphasizing the words, “thank you for your hard work. Your discovery is very important, and I admire your dedication.”

His words seemed to be an affirmation, but his tone suddenly turned somber, carrying an unspoken but naturally conveying authority:

"As for 'experts'... perhaps they exist, or perhaps it's just a matter of time."

He leaned forward slightly, his voice not loud, but every word clearly reached Professor Zhang's ears.

"However, this matter is of great importance and has gone beyond the simple medical field. The appropriate degree of discretion needs to be carefully considered."

After he finished speaking, the great-grandfather's gaze lingered on Professor Zhang's face for two seconds.

His eyes were as deep as an ancient well, unfathomable, yet one could clearly sense a silent warning and expectation.

“So, the data you see today, and the questions in your mind,” the great-grandfather said slowly, making sure every word was precise, “stop here and classify it as top secret. Once you leave this room, I don’t want to hear any discussion about this matter in any setting, whether public or private.”

Grandpa didn't use harsh words or raise his voice when he said this.

But the oppressive feeling stemming from absolute authority caused Professor Zhang's back to instantly break out in a fine layer of cold sweat.

As a doctor who had long served these special individuals, he immediately understood that this statement was not merely about keeping medical orders confidential, but also involved higher-level discipline and requirements.

"Yes! I understand! Please rest assured!" Professor Zhang almost immediately straightened his back and solemnly assured him, "I will immediately seal up the relevant data and reports according to the highest level of confidentiality, and I will never disclose a single word to any unauthorized personnel!"

Upon hearing this, the great-grandfather nodded almost imperceptibly, his face regaining a subtle, enigmatic calm.

"Okay, go ahead and get busy. Remember, be conscientious and careful with your words and actions."

Upon hearing this, Professor Zhang felt as if he had been granted a pardon.

"Yes, you don't need any additional checks for now. I'll come back tomorrow morning."

"it is good.."

Upon hearing his grandfather's reply, Uncle Lin immediately led Professor Zhang out of the study respectfully.

After the door was gently closed, Jiang Chenghong couldn't help but speak excitedly again.

His tone carried a knowing and wistful air, as if he had become an expert through long illness: "Brother, Yanzi, I know my own body best. This illness has dragged on for so long; if it were an ordinary family, I would have been dead long ago. My daily medical expenses are now as high as a million. All sorts of top experts and the latest treatments, to put it bluntly, are just using money to keep me on my feet and barely prolong my life."

Jiang Chenghong's illness was indeed serious; if he weren't extremely wealthy, he would have died within a month or two from this type of late-stage pancreatic cancer.

At the time, Apple's founder was also diagnosed with pancreatic cancer, but it wasn't ordinary pancreatic cancer; rather, it was a pancreatic neuroendocrine tumor, which progresses relatively slowly.

Because it was in its early stages, and because his condition progressed slowly, he lived for nine years thanks to the exorbitant medical expenses before finally passing away due to organ failure.

Compared to him, Jiang Chenghong's condition appeared much more dangerous.

The fact that they could hold on for so long shows that Jiang Chenghong's medical team is truly top-notch.

Seeing that Li Yan and her great-grandfather didn't speak, Jiang Chenghong was afraid that they had misunderstood Jiang Cheng.

Then she looked at her great-grandfather: "Big brother, do you remember? When you first discovered I was seriously ill, the situation was already very dire. I know what the doctor told you in private. But ever since Cheng'er returned to Shanghai, especially after the Lunar New Year..."

He squinted slightly, as if carefully recalling and feeling the changes in his body: "I can't say exactly which day I started to feel something was wrong. But for a period of time, I suddenly felt that something was different inside my body. That heavy feeling of being pulled down was lighter. I also seemed to have some strength in my body, and I was no longer as out of breath as before with the slightest movement."

His tone grew increasingly certain, carrying the keen insight of a patient regarding their own condition: "The results of the next test surprised even my attending physician. Although the indicators were still not good, some key data did not continue to deteriorate as they had predicted, and even... showed a slight improvement. They attributed this to the latest targeted therapy and my adjustment of mindset."

Jiang Chenghong's gaze fell on Jiang Cheng again, filled with indescribable excitement and affection: "But now that I hear what Cheng'er said, I understand everything! It's not a coincidence at all! It's not just that my mindset has improved, it's Cheng'er's bowl of soup, it's the medicinal powder left behind by that master that has taken effect!"

He became more and more agitated as he spoke, and even couldn't help but reach out and tightly grasp Jiang Cheng's wrist, as if he had grabbed a lifeline.

His voice choked with emotion: "Cheng'er, my good grandson! You saved my life!"

The old man standing to the side also let down his serious expression.

He said in a deep voice, "You all heard what Professor Zhang said just now. My medical team can't explain it either; they can only say it's a miracle."

After he finished speaking, he looked at Jiang Cheng with a complicated expression, "Now that I think about it, it was probably not a miracle, but Cheng'er's bowl of soup."

Jiang Chenghong nodded excitedly and eagerly answered, "Before, I felt like a deflated balloon, constantly falling down! But ever since I drank Cheng'er's soup, it's like... like someone plugged the leak! Although I'm not completely healed yet, this energy has truly returned!" He became more and more excited as he spoke, even trying to stand up to show that he really was much better.

After learning that there was hope for the two elders to recover from their illnesses with this medicinal powder, their faces visibly brightened.

Li Yan suddenly turned to Jiang Cheng, her reproach replaced by immense pride and joy.

But she was so happy that Li Yan couldn't control herself and slapped Jiang Cheng hard several times.

"You little rascal, you scared me to death..."