When Doctor Aulani arrived at the house, the first thing he did wasn't to talk or exchange pleasantries.
Instead, he pulled two report sheets from his coat. The names on both reports were his grandfather's, but they were clearly two different reports from different periods for the same person.
"I heard you have an experimental drug here that can treat cancer! I didn't believe it at first, but unless a miracle happened, his condition was terminal."
Both of these report sheets belong to your grandfather! To be honest, when I saw these two reports, I even thought my students had made a mistake!
Logically speaking, my doctoral students shouldn't make such a massive error!However, I personally diagnosed your Grandpa's condition, and I supervised the entire process myself. It's absolutely impossible for such a problem to occur!"
"Truth be told, these simply don't look like reports that could come from the same person!"
"The first report shows a patient at death's door, while the next one—to be honest—is healthier than my own physical condition!"
Hearing this, Caleb fell silent instead.
Although he had long anticipated this question, Caleb still hadn't figured out how to prevaricate regarding the panacea.
"Perhaps that experimental drug is very effective! I only managed to get it by entrusting a friend abroad!
He works in a secret pharmaceutical research lab, I haven't chatted with him much; I only knew this drug might be able to treat cancer!"
"Is that so?" Doctor Aulani frowned slightly, he didn't quite believe the 'friend abroad' story, but after many years of medical practice, he still maintained his composure.
"I wonder if that friend of yours has any contact information? And how much is this drug worth? If you can get us a sample, I'm willing to pay a massive price to acquire it!
Even if the money isn't enough, it doesn't matter. I can have pharmaceutical representatives from several major companies talk to you!"
At this moment, Caleb realized that what he had brought out was simply too valuable.
Curing a dying patient in just a few hours was no longer a medical miracle; it was no different from a divine miracle.
However, obtaining the STC Construction Templates wouldn't be simple.
Even the current Caleb wasn't certain he could fully secure that final reward.
"I might have to go and ask about that! To be honest, contacting him isn't easy either. The time difference between us and them is different to begin with, and he's quite busy himself, with very little free time! I obtained this drug by chance this time, and initially, I didn't hold much hope for it myself."
Sitting at the other end of the sofa, Doctor Aulani fell into deep thought.
He understood that this kind of experimental drug was definitely strictly confidential, This kid was lucky to get it, and it likely wasn't easy.
"Sigh~"
Doctor Aulani sighed softly, then took off his white coat and hung it on the wall.
At this moment, he wasn't facing Caleb in his capacity as a doctor, after all, that identity only served to create distance between people.
"To be honest, with your old man's symptoms, I thought it was incurable at the time, because it was almost identical to my father's symptoms back then! The cancer had already spread. According to current technological levels, there is no cure, let alone back then!"
Doctor Aulani took off his glasses, and a glint of tears appeared in his eyes.
"Back then, I was the most outstanding student under my teacher! The best in Honolulu! I won school scholarships every year, and I'd even tell my father proudly every time I went home: 'Your son is very talented. Once you get sick in the future, I'll definitely be able to save you!'
"I was truly confident back then, and I even personally presided over a mid-stage cancer surgery! The surgery was very successful. The patient still keeps in touch with me now, even occasionally sending small gifts and exchanging pleasantries!"
"That sounds quite good! Wait!" Caleb suddenly reacted. Doctor Aulani had said his father and Grandpa had the same illness!
"If you had such medical skill back then, why did you let your father's illness drag on until the late stage? You're a doctor; you should have given your dad regular check-ups or something, right?
And you're the Chief Physician of Hepatobiliary Surgery. If your father had the same illness as my Grandpa, it's impossible you'd only realize it after the fact."
Although Caleb guessed what happened next, he couldn't help but ask: why did it turn out like this?
He moved the table that was originally in the living room. Since he had the Second Heart as a power pump, his strength was now slightly greater than that of an ordinary person.
"Sigh!" Doctor Aulani let out a sigh. "Blame me. Blame me for not giving my dad proper regular check-ups! I reckon my dad was similar to your Grandpa; both were from the stuck their old ways and usually didn't pay much attention to their bodies!"
Sometimes I'd say I wanted to give him an exam, but he'd just say he was fine and wouldn't come to the hospital. Kept saying I shouldn't worry about him.
As long as the body doesn't hurt, they think it's fine. The most disgusting thing about this kind of cancer is that once symptoms appear, it's very easily already in the late stage!
Once the cancer starts to spread, it's basically impossible to save."
"Sigh!"
"I was holding my dad's report sheet, do you know how despairing I felt back then? I'm the one who studied medicine, yet in the end, I couldn't cure my own family!"
"I understand!" Caleb used a teapot to brew a pot of coffee and handed it to him.
He could understand that feeling of absolute despair.
Clearly, he was already a top doctor in this field, yet he couldn't even save his own father.
Doctor Aulani took the coffee, took a sip, and sighed.
"Sigh! For others, they can still hold onto ignorant hope. But for professionals like us, do you know how despairing it is?"
"It's equivalent to letting your own father wait for death, right?" As soon as Caleb finished speaking, Doctor Aulani nodded.
Clearly, these words struck a nerve; they were even the most perfect summary.
How simple and unadorned those two words 'waiting for death' were, yet when most people face them, they can only feel a deep sense of powerlessness and despair.
It was so for ordinary people, and even more so for professional doctors.
"You, kid, that's a very apt description!"
"It's just that at the time, I hid that physical report and sought help from my teacher, hoping he could think of a way!
At that time, my teacher told me that in this situation, we could only try chemotherapy. However, both my teacher and I knew very well that chemotherapy was simply not possible for that location!"
"Do you know? Back then, I even grew to hate this profession. If I didn't know so much, maybe I could have held onto hope for the remaining few months! Sometimes, giving someone an ethereal hope is already quite good, but I couldn't do it. I couldn't lie to myself—I was my teacher's best student!"
When the physician said those last words, even Caleb couldn't help but be moved.
He repeatedly observed the other's expression, wanting to see a flaw in it, but there was none.
The old doctor before him, who could become a Doctoral Supervisor, was clearly a true genius in this field.
Or rather, in Clinical Medicine, if one wasn't a genius, one simply couldn't reach this step.
Doctor Aulani's eyes were red; his tears were no longer just a simple display of emotion.
He was more pouring his heart out to his past self; he wasn't even confiding in Caleb, but rather engaging in a self-confession filled with emotion.
When people face the shadows of their past, it's very difficult to control their emotions.
Especially when that shadow encounters a dawn of hope, perhaps they don't feel joy, but rather a sense of desolation that everything is ending.
Taking a sip of coffee, Caleb then coughed twice.
"So, you want me to get a sample of this drug for you to study, right?"
"Yes!"
Doctor Aulani conveniently pulled out two tissues to wipe his tears, doing his best to control his emotions and make himself look as decent as possible.
"For all these years, I've been waiting for this moment!"
"Although I didn't become the person who developed the anti-cancer drug, I can become the driving force that thoroughly ends cancer!"
Caleb was slightly stunned; he did not understand what Doctor Aulani was trying to express.
Although his previous expressions and behavior could be called Doctor Aulani's genuine feelings, what he was about to do next was the most important thing.
"So, what do you want to do?"
Caleb's tone was slightly heavy; he had to figure out the purpose of Doctor Aulani's visit now.
Doctor Aulani did not speak, instead, he wiped the glasses he had taken off and slowly put them back on.
"If you know where that representative is, I can contact people in the centralized procurement department! I have channels here; I can even get this medicine approved by the FDA in advance!"
"If such a miraculous medicine is approved one day earlier, it means saving countless lives..."
"Damn!"
Caleb suddenly realized that this guy in front of him was truly a big shot.
His connections were so extensive that he couldn't imagine... he could even influence people in this field.
To put it bluntly, Doctor Aulani not only wanted this panacea to be approved as soon as possible, but he even, intended to get this panacea included in medical insurance.
He hadn't even obtained the STC template for the panacea yet, and someone already wanted to get the panacea into medical insurance. Caleb didn't even dare to imagine it.
Once this medicine could truly be mass-produced, the transformation for this world would be absolutely revolutionary.
Humanity could be said to have completely shaken off the suffering of diseases, directly cracking the underlying code of longevity.
"I will try my best, but! I really don't have the certainty to accomplish this matter right now!"
"You've also seen my family's status and conditions! It was already exhausting enough to get this medicine; wanting to get more, is a bit difficult!"
"It doesn't matter!" Doctor Aulani excitedly took out a bank card from his pocket, there was even the password for this bank card printed directly on the card face.
Obviously, he really wanted the sample of the panacea, and he had even prepared for it beforehand.
"If it's a money issue, it's not an issue. This card is my private account; you can just swipe it!"
"As long as you can get such a sample, I will reimburse all costs in full! There are 3 million in the card, if it's not enough, tell me. If it's really not enough, I will go directly to the project department to get a special allocation!"
"Hey, hey, hey~" Seeing that the other party was about to embark on a path of illegal and criminal activity, Caleb quickly stopped him.
Just kidding, don't let his own account get frozen before the project funds arrive.
He didn't have the intention to go to the police station for tea; if he drank tea and ended up getting himself locked up, that would be a huge disaster.
"Doctor Aulani, don't be like this, Doctor Aulani, don't be like this! Actually, things like this can't be rushed!"
"If there's a chance, I might even be able to get the production process for this kind of medicine! We have contact information, so I'll contact you again if I have any good news!"
"Alright, alright!"
Although Doctor Aulani's eyes were red, he left with a smile.
Caleb originally wanted to keep him for a meal, but after hearing that the other party had another surgery in the afternoon, he gave up on that idea.
For such a skilled lead surgeon to waste so much time here was actually wasting the lives of patients.
However, this waste was worth it, because from now on, people in the real world could also escape the suffering of so-called diseases.
"Phew!"
After Doctor Aulani left, Caleb couldn't help but sigh.
Getting the panacea included in medical insurance—how could he have such a strange dream?
And if his name was on the patent, that would be too godlike.
The profit alone would be enough to make his hands soft from counting, and without a specialized STC Construction Template, other pharmaceutical companies would likely find it hard to manufacture.
A 20-year patent protection period was enough to turn so-called money into a string of numbers in front of him.
There was no way around it, the panacea was too top-tier.
It could even cure Nurgle's plague virus, let alone these minor ailments.
Without hesitation, Caleb tried transferring a small portion of the money from the card to his own account.
Immediately, he used his own account to order a large batch of miniatures!
Adeptus Custodes miniatures?
Bought!
Titan models?
Bought!
Forget about what kind of warlord-class titan or Emperor-class Titan it was, just close his eyes and buy, buy, buy!
Take my easy earned money!
Up to the Titan of the Adeptus Mechanicus, down to the Knight of the Knight House—buy, buy, buy.
Multiple online stores were bought out by him, to the point that the customer service in the store backend urgently contacted him saying they didn't have that much stock!
"Sigh, these Warhammer miniatures are still a bit niche!"
"I only spent a few hundred thousand, and I bought out so many stores, and many stores don't even have paint jobs, what should I do?"
"Name could print some relatively rough versions on his end!"
"If there were other miniatures to substitute, that would be even better!"
At this moment, Caleb suddenly thought of something, so he started buying some very strange miniatures.
For example, some anime figures, or Godzilla models, etc.
Well, some things are just a matter of deployment points, he got so many miniatures just to increase his strategic options, nothing more.
Looking at the gameboard covered by the black cloth, Caleb uncovered the tabletop again.
Only this time, the scene on the tabletop was a bit lively, countless war machines could be seen flying back and forth on the positions of both sides.
The Titans of the Loyalist Faction and the rebel side were even competing on the great plains!
At this time, the battle had even reached a white-hot stage, and at the same time, the rebel side had begun to occupy hive city nodes.
[Hades, Acheron, and Hellsreach hive city have fallen. There are only two Hive Cities left. Please repel the enemy's offensive as much as possible and hold the defensive line!]
In just a moment, the territory occupied by the Chaos side turned into a sea of blood.
The hive city, which originally had severe industrial pollution, changed to a different color.
Under the influence of the power of the Blood God, they seemed to have turned into some kind of strange war machine.
Crimson blood surged and flowed around the hive city, dyeing piece after piece of soil red and exuding evil and blasphemous runes of the Blood God.
A large number of skulls were built around, and many sacrificial shrines began to be established within the hive city.
Obviously, not everyone was willing to follow the crowd to a safe area.
Not everyone chose to be loyal to the Imperium; some also chose betrayal.
Under the high-pressure rule of the Imperium, people were like headless flies, crashing around in despair.
These desperate people chose the final madness, and blood for the Blood God was the path they chose.
"WAAAAAGH!"
In a trance, the ork army and these demons of Khorne got mixed up.
They fought more bravely under the leadership of Hulk, and the blue underpants had become the symbol of these orks.
Those ork Boys felt that as long as they wore blue underpants like the boss, they could be noticed by Gork and Mork.
The Imperium, orks, and demons of Khorne—the three forces directly held a massive chaotic brawl in the center of the battlefield.
The humans held the defensive line while enduring the impact of the orks and demons.
The demons, on the other hand, had to attack the human positions while defending against the impact of the orks.
Only the orks were charging recklessly, led by Hulk, these orks were like ruthless beasts, tearing apart everything in front of them.
"WAAAAAGH, who's next!"
The Hulk, filled with rage, was growing bigger and bigger; even the demons of Khorne noticed this green guy!
The green fists were full of strange metal scraps, that strong body had no armor protection at all.
However, this giant in front of them relied on such a body to directly hammer several chosen of the gods of Khorne to death!
To deal with the impact of this huge mutant, the Khorne side even had to send out their elites, the Eightbound warriors.