Chapter 181 Absolutely True
Lin Fan's breath hitched.
A seven-year-old girl? Late-stage leukemia? Food brought by her mother?
Several crucial pieces of information quickly pieced together in his mind, and a haggard, desperate yet hopeful face instantly appeared before his eyes.
Just a few days ago, a young mother, with red and swollen eyes, pleaded bitterly outside the Lin family's shop.
She said her daughter was undergoing chemotherapy in the hospital, which completely destroyed her gastric mucosa. She couldn't eat anything, and even drinking water would cause her to vomit bloody bile.
The child's only wish was to eat a truly flavorful tomato and egg stir-fry.
Lin Fan felt compassion at the time and made an exception by making an extra copy.
It seems she mentioned that her daughter also works at this hospital...
The case is solved. Completely solved.
If a plate of scrambled eggs with tomatoes could produce a faint but active response in a seven-year-old girl with terminal leukemia who was on the verge of organ failure, it would be a miracle that could stabilize her collapsing organs.
So, for the past two weeks, Tuantuan has been eating only the purest, top-quality ingredients from the spirit field for every meal. How terrifying must the spiritual energy and life force accumulated in her body be?!
Lin Fan took a deep breath, and his hands, which had been trembling slightly from extreme fear, miraculously calmed down.
He slowly raised his head and looked at the doctor.
"Director Sun, you just said that the little girl in the hematology department downstairs with late-stage leukemia experienced a miracle after eating food brought by her mother, which caused her organ failure to stop and her hematopoietic stem cells to become weakly active?"
"Yes! Absolutely true!" Director Sun nodded vigorously, his voice still tinged with disbelief and shock.
"I can recite that case file by heart! The little girl's stomach lining was completely damaged; even drinking warm water would trigger violent vomiting and rejection. But after eating that food, she not only showed no signs of rejection, but instead, like a parched land receiving rain, she frantically absorbed some unknown active substance from it!"
As Director Sun spoke, he paced back and forth excitedly: "Our entire expert team has been frantically searching for the chef who provided her with food these past few days! That's definitely not ordinary food; it's a miracle that could rewrite the history of modern human medicine!"
"But her mother wouldn't say anything except cry, only that a kind chef took pity on them..."
At this point, Director Sun abruptly stopped, slamming his hands together forcefully, his face a mixture of heartache and fervor:
"To be able to forcibly stabilize endangered hematopoietic stem cells using ordinary food is practically the method of 'restoring flesh and bones and bringing the dead back to life' described in ancient books!"
"In my lifetime of medical practice, even those legendary masters of traditional Chinese medicine in Beijing, who are rarely seen, could never achieve this miraculous transformation!"
He took a deep breath, his eyes flashing with extreme awe and longing, as if he had already sketched out the image of a peerless master with an otherworldly air in his mind:
"This so-called master chef is definitely no ordinary person! He is very likely a core descendant of a reclusive family of traditional Chinese medicine practitioners with a history spanning over a thousand years!"
"Perhaps... a reclusive medical master in Jiangcheng, who has refined his mind through worldly experience!"
"Only those ancient immortals who have mastered lost recipes and know how to use supreme medicinal cuisine to defy fate can effortlessly and seamlessly incorporate such astonishing effects into a single dish!"
Director Sun slammed his hand on the desk, making the pen holder on it jump, his voice trembling with excitement:
"If I could find this senior... let alone ask him for advice, I would resign from my position as director of the First Municipal Hospital right now, even if I had to kneel in front of his door for three days and three nights serving him tea and water, as long as I could work under him and get a glimpse of that legendary prescription, I would die happy!"
Director Sun's chest heaved violently, and his weathered old face flushed red with extreme excitement, as if he were truly ready to kowtow and become a disciple to some white-haired "old immortal" at any moment.
Upon hearing this, if Lin Fan had heard a top authority in Jiangcheng's pediatrics department make such a fanatical assumption, even threatening to kneel down and serve tea to him, a young chef who runs a small restaurant on the street, he would probably have found it absurd and funny.
To avoid the trouble of being bothered, he would definitely choose to laugh it off.
But at this moment, in the ward just a door away, his precious daughter still has an IV line inserted and is in a deep sleep.
As an anxious father, how could he possibly have the leisure to listen to such exaggerated praise?
Lin Fan forcefully suppressed the surging emotions in his chest and slowly began to speak:
"No need to look anymore, that person is me."
Lin Fan's voice wasn't loud, it could even be described as very soft, but in the quiet duty room, it was like a thunderclap from a clear sky!
With a loud "boom!"
Director Sun's steps came to an abrupt halt.
He suddenly turned around, his eyes wide as saucers, completely unaware that his reading glasses had slipped down to the tip of his nose.
He gaped, pointing at Lin Fan, his fingers trembling uncontrollably: "You...what did you say?!"
"A few days ago, that mother begged me at the door of my little shop. She said her daughter wanted to eat a bite of flavorful scrambled eggs with tomatoes."
"I used ingredients from my shop to make her a meal."
"You...you're the chef?!"
Director Sun was struck dumb, frozen in place, his brain completely losing its ability to think.
This is absolutely absurd!
The person who can create a "miracle drug" that can suppress the failure of late-stage leukemia and even cure the rare autoimmune system collapse disease that occurs in one in ten million people is not some reclusive miracle doctor, nor is he from any top international research institution, but a young chef?!
"Mr. Lin...do you know what you're saying?"
Director Sun's voice was trembling as he grabbed Lin Fan's arm with astonishing strength.
"What exactly are you using?! Is it some kind of rare, unrecorded wild medicinal herb? Or some special biological extract?!"
"Director Sun, this is my trade secret, and also my family's unique channel passed down through generations. I'm sorry, but I cannot disclose it to you."
Lin Fan withdrew his hand without leaving a trace, his gaze passing over Director Sun and looking at his daughter who was still sleeping outside the glass window.
"I only have one question for you. Since you've diagnosed that the unknown active substance within the group is helping her repair her damaged cells, and her body isn't showing any rejection reaction..."
Lin Fan's eyes instantly became incredibly sharp.
"So, if I give her a higher concentration and purer form of the same substance now, will she wake up faster?!"