After finishing his explanation, Jiang Cheng looked at Jiang Chenghong with an apologetic tone.
But more than that, there was determination in his voice: "Second Grandfather, I'm sorry for doing it this way. But when I found out how serious your illness was, I was so anxious that I felt I had to."
In medicine, treating the body is important, but treating the mind is also crucial.
Many patients are scared to death within a few months of hearing their diagnosis.
Meanwhile, some who give up on treatment and use their money to travel have miraculously survived.
So, even though Jiang Chenghong had a healing card on him, Jiang Cheng still hoped he would be more optimistic.
Hearing Jiang Cheng's confirmation that he had used it, Jiang Chenghong remained silent for a long time.
He recalled that his body had indeed felt lighter recently, and his spirits were higher.
He had previously thought it was a psychological effect or the credit of modern medicine, never imagining it was that seemingly ordinary soup... He slowly raised his head, looking at the grandson who had not hesitated to weave lies and even "act first and report later" for his sake, and his eyes grew moist again.
But this time, it was no longer sadness and melancholy, but a light mixed with touched emotion, relief, and rekindled hope.
He let out a long sigh, as if to exhale all the pent-up frustration in his chest.
After calming his emotions, he looked at Li Yan, who still wanted to say something, and then at the deep-eyed Great-Grandfather, and said slowly and firmly:
"I believe in Jiang Cheng."
After saying this, Jiang Chenghong patted the back of Jiang Cheng's hand, his tone carrying a long-lost sense of ease.
At this moment, Great-Grandfather's thoughts were similar to Jiang Chenghong's.
He had also drunk quite a bit of that soup.
During this period, his own health had improved significantly; even his nodules had shrunk considerably.
Even his own medical team found it incredible.
Looking at it this way, Jiang Cheng's medicinal powder was truly effective.
After all, if only one person showed results, it might be the work of the medical team, but if both improved in the same timeframe, it definitely had to do with Jiang Cheng's medicinal powder.
Before Jiang Chenghong could finish speaking, there was a gentle knock on the study door.
Hearing the sound, Great-Grandfather suppressed the surprise churning in his heart.
After all, having sat in that high position for eight years, he was long accustomed to remaining calm even if Mount Tai were to collapse before him.
Whether it was suspicion, belief, or even admiration, he could steadily hide it deep within.
For matters that still required a final test, he was habitually hiding all his emotions.
So even though he already believed Jiang Cheng in his heart, he didn't show it on his face.
After steadying his expression, Great-Grandfather then said toward the door, "Come in."
As his voice fell, the door was subsequently pushed open.
The butler, Uncle Lin, led in the head of Great-Grandfather's health and medical team.
The one currently responsible for The two elders was a special medical expert, Professor Zhang.
When The two elders saw that the newcomer was Professor Zhang, a spark of anticipation burst from both their eyes.
Because they both knew he had come to deliver the reports.
Uncle Lin spoke respectfully, "Master, Second Master, Professor Zhang is here. The comprehensive deep physical examination reports from yesterday for both of you have been fully summarized and analyzed. Professor Zhang has some conditions he needs to report to you in person."
Great-Grandfather feigned a calm appearance and nodded, signaling for him to begin.
Seeing this, Professor Zhang nodded to Jiang Cheng and Li Yan in greeting, his face wearing an expression that was a mix of extreme confusion and professional excitement.
He didn't even pay much attention to the slightly unusual atmosphere in the living room as he walked quickly to Great-Grandfather and the Second Grandfather with a tablet computer.
"Master..." His voice rose slightly with urgency, "These are the final results of your reports. Obviously, it's good news again... I get excited every time I see the results because it's truly unbelievable. This time, the latest physical data for both of you, compared to the first half of the month, shows a leap-forward improvement!"
After saying this, he first looked at Jiang Chenghong, whose condition was more serious, his tone full of disbelief.
"Your most critical tumor marker indicators have not only stopped their malignant climb but have actually shown a significant decrease! Moreover, your liver and kidney functions and immune system indicators have returned to their best levels in nearly a year! This... this is a natural reversal that was completely impossible according to our previous medical assessments!"
Next, he turned to Great-Grandfather, his expression even more excited.
"Elder Jiang, what shocks me even more is your situation! That old spinal injury that has troubled you for years and couldn't be completely resolved even by the top minimally invasive surgeries—according to the latest imaging, the hyperplastic tissue pressing on the nerves around it has actually shown obvious signs of atrophy! This has directly led to an improvement in your central nervous signal conduction efficiency by at least 15 percentage points! This... this is a recovery speed that subverts modern medical understanding!"
Professor Zhang became more excited as he spoke.
He raised his head, his eyes burning as they swept over the people present, and finally asked with immense sincerity and a thirst for knowledge.
"Elder Jiang, may I venture to ask... have you two recently met some extraordinary master and received some kind of special treatment we are not yet aware of? If possible, I... I truly hope to have the opportunity to consult and learn. This could perhaps be a major breakthrough for the medical world!"
Boom—!
Professor Zhang's shocking report, based on the most rigorous scientific data, exploded in Li Yan's ears like a clap of thunder!
The last trace of worry on her face was instantly replaced by immense shock and wild joy!
She subconsciously covered her mouth with her hand to suppress the exclamation that was about to burst out.
Great-Grandfather and the Second Grandfather looked at each other, and the last trace of doubt in the two elderly men's eyes completely vanished.
In its place was a steady, all-knowing relief and immense pride.
However, very quickly, Li Yan's expression of pleasant surprise was replaced by worry again.
She looked at Great-Grandfather, hoping he wouldn't let this matter out.
Such a thing would bring only harm and no benefit to Jiang Cheng.
Seeing this, the relaxed smile on Great-Grandfather's face did not widen; instead, it retracted slightly. He didn't answer immediately but instead slowly set the teacup in his hand back onto the table, making a very soft but clear 'click' sound.
This subtle movement caused Professor Zhang to instantly realize his loss of composure and overstepping, and he couldn't help but hold his breath.
Only then did Great-Grandfather raise his eyes, his gaze falling calmly on Professor Zhang. That gaze was not sharp, yet it carried the deep pressure of one who had long held a high position and could see through people's hearts, as if it could pierce through appearances to reach the core.
He neither admitted nor denied it, but simply spoke slowly in a tone as steady as a mountain and beyond question:
"Professor Zhang," he paused, and these two words were pronounced with particular weight, "you've worked hard. Your discovery is very important, and I also appreciate your professional spirit."
His words seemed to be affirming, but his subsequent tone suddenly turned heavy, carrying a naturally flowing authority that required no emphasis:
"As for an 'extraordinary master'... perhaps there is one, or perhaps, the right opportunity has arrived."
He leaned forward slightly, his voice not high, yet every word reached Professor Zhang's ears clearly and struck the hearts of everyone present:
"However, this matter is of great importance and is no longer within the realm of simple medicine. The boundaries here need to be handled carefully."
His gaze lingered on Professor Zhang's face for two seconds. That gaze was as deep as an ancient well, making it impossible to see the bottom, yet clearly conveying a silent warning and expectation.
"Therefore, the data you saw today and the questions in your heart," Great-Grandfather's speaking speed was very slow, ensuring every word landed firmly, "stop here and are classified as top secret. Once you walk out this door, I do not wish to hear any discussion of this matter on any occasion, whether public or private."
He didn't use harsh words or raise his voice, but the sense of pressure originating from absolute authority caused a layer of fine cold sweat to instantly break out on Professor Zhang's back. He immediately understood that this was not just medical confidentiality, but involved discipline and requirements at a higher level.
"Yes! I understand! Please rest absolutely assured!" Professor Zhang almost instantly straightened his back and promised with a solemn expression, "I will immediately seal and process the relevant data and reports according to the highest confidentiality level, and I will never reveal a single word to any unauthorized personnel!"
Only then did Great-Grandfather nod imperceptibly, his face returning to an unfathomable indifference.
"Mhm, go about your work. Remember, fulfill your duties and be cautious in your words and actions."
"Yes!" Professor Zhang felt as if he had been granted a great pardon, and with immense shock and awe, he respectfully withdrew from the study.
After the door was gently closed, Jiang Chenghong couldn't help but speak excitedly again.
His tone carried the insight and sigh of someone who had become a doctor through long illness: "Big Brother, Yan'er, I know my own body best. This illness has dragged on for so long that if I were in an ordinary family, I would have been gone long ago. My daily medical expenses now are as high as a million. All the top experts and latest plans are, to put it bluntly, just using money to forcibly keep this breath of mine going and barely prolonging my life."
Indeed, if Jiang Chenghong weren't incredibly wealthy, someone with this middle-to-late stage pancreatic cancer would have been gone in a month or two.
At that time, the founder of Apple was also diagnosed with pancreatic cancer, but his wasn't the common type; it was a pancreatic neuroendocrine tumor, which develops relatively slowly.
Because it was caught early and because his type developed slowly, he lived for nine years relying on astronomical treatment costs, finally passing away due to organ failure.
Compared to him, Jiang Chenghong's condition appeared much more perilous.
That he could persist for so long meant the medical team around Jiang Chenghong was indeed top-tier.
Seeing that Li Yan and Great-Grandfather didn't speak, Jiang Chenghong was afraid they would blame Jiang Cheng.
He then looked at Great-Grandfather: "Big Brother, do you remember? When you first discovered I was seriously ill, the situation was already very pessimistic. I knew about the things the doctors told you in private. But since Jiang Cheng returned to Shanghai, especially after that period around the New Year..."
He narrowed his eyes slightly, as if carefully recalling and sensing the changes in his body: "I can't say exactly which day I started to feel something was off. But there was a period when I suddenly felt that inside my body, things seemed... different. That heavy feeling of constantly being pulled down lightened a bit. I slowly felt a bit of strength in my body, and I didn't pant as heavily as before when I moved even a little."
His tone became more and more certain, carrying a patient's most direct sensitivity to their own condition: "Later, when a set of test results came out, even my primary doctor was surprised. Although the indicators were still not good, certain key data indeed hadn't continued to deteriorate as they predicted, and even... showed a slight improvement. They credited it to the latest targeted drugs and my mindset adjustment."
Jiang Chenghong's gaze fell on Jiang Cheng again, filled with unspeakable excitement and affection: "But hearing Jiang Cheng say this now, I understand everything! It wasn't a coincidence at all! It wasn't some better mindset; it was Jiang Cheng's bowl of soup, the medicinal powder left by that extraordinary master that took effect!"
He became more excited as he spoke, even unable to resist reaching out and tightly grabbing Jiang Cheng's wrist, as if grabbing a life-saving straw.
His voice carried a sob: "Jiang Cheng, my good grandson! You've saved your grandfather's life!"
Hearing this, Li Yan's expression was once again filled with surprise.
Huh??
She was originally thinking about how to get The two elders not to blame Jiang Cheng, so how did things suddenly turn out like this??
This medicinal powder was actually useful??
Beside them, Great-Grandfather looked at the stunned Li Yan and said in a deep voice, "Yan'er, it's not just Chenghong. My old nodules from many years ago have shrunk by nearly a third according to the recent physical reports. My medical team couldn't explain it either, only calling it a miracle."
After saying this, he looked at Jiang Cheng with a complex gaze, "Thinking about it now, it's probably not a miracle, but Jiang Cheng's bowl of soup."
Boom—!"
These words exploded in Li Yan's ears like thunder!
One person's improvement might be a coincidence, but two heavyweights with two different chronic ailments both showing startling improvement in the same timeframe? This was definitely no accident!
The anxiety, worry, and feigned severity on Li Yan's face instantly melted away like ice and snow, replaced by a massive, almost dizzying pleasant surprise and disbelief.
She covered her mouth, her voice trembling as she looked toward the Second Grandfather for confirmation: "Second Uncle... Dad... is what you're saying all true?! Jiang Cheng's medicine... really...?"
Jiang Chenghong nodded vigorously with excitement, rushing to answer: "It's true! Absolutely true! Yan'er, how could I not know my own body? Before, I felt like a leaking balloon, losing air every day! But since drinking Jiang Cheng's soup, it's like... like someone plugged the leak! Although I'm not completely better yet, this surge of energy is real!" He became more excited as he spoke, even trying to stand up to show he really was much better.
Great-Grandfather also nodded slightly, giving final confirmation: "My physical reports cannot be faked."
Upon knowing there was hope for their illnesses to be cured by this medicinal powder, the light in the eyes of The two elders clearly brightened a lot.
Li Yan turned sharply to Jiang Cheng, the blame in her eyes long since replaced by immense pride and joy.
Perhaps because she was too happy, Li Yan couldn't control herself for a moment and directly slapped Jiang Cheng several times quite hard.
"You stinky brat, you scared me to death..."