Liu Feng walked to Lin Hao's side and gently took his pulse, his brows furrowing slightly.
His divine sense entered Lin Hao's body and carefully examined the condition, discovering multiple lumps in Lin Hao's adrenal glands, indicating that the condition was continuously deteriorating.
Lin Xia explained, "When Lin Hao was three years old, he was diagnosed with neuroblastoma, which continued to worsen, and the hospital was helpless."
This disease mainly occurs in children, especially those under five years old, and most commonly in the adrenal medulla.
Western medicine typically uses chemotherapy, but it's not suitable for four- or five-year-old children...
Liu Feng pondered for a moment, then looked up at Lin Xia and said, "Sister Lin, don't worry, since I said I had a way, I will definitely do my best to do it."
He looked into Lin Xia's tearful eyes and continued, "But I need time, I need your trust. Although Lin Hao's condition is critical, as long as you cooperate with my methods, Lin Hao has a chance to recover."
Hearing this, Lin Xia felt as if she had grasped the last straw. She held Liu Feng's hand tightly, and tears streamed down her face again, but this time, they were tears of hope and gratitude.
"Thank you, Liu Feng. As long as the child can live, we'll do whatever you say, no matter what it takes or what we have to give."
Liu Feng looked at Lin Xia's tears and nodded gently.
...
Early in the morning, sunlight streamed into the hotel room through the curtains. Lin Xia got up early; the clothes she had washed the night before were still damp.
She was still in her pajamas when she quietly walked to the bedside and looked at her sleeping son, Lin Hao, her heart filled with reluctance and pity.
"Mom, wait until you get better." Lin Xia sat on the edge of the bed, silently looking at her son who was ravaged by the disease and was no longer recognizable as a human.
My heart is breaking.
When Liu Feng came in, she appeared extremely cautious and humble; this was her last glimmer of hope.
Liu Feng checked Lin Hao's condition and, finding that his life was not in immediate danger, breathed a sigh of relief.
As long as it doesn't worsen, he can calmly and patiently cure Lin Hao's terminal illness.
Diseases that Western medicine cannot cure, traditional Chinese medicine can.
Moreover, Liu Feng is a cultivator.
He then wrote down a herbal prescription and handed it to Lin Xia, instructing her to buy the herbs.
Lin Xia took the prescription and looked at the names of the medicines on it, but felt a bitter taste in her mouth—she was penniless.
She looked up at Liu Feng somewhat awkwardly, hesitated for a moment, and finally mustered up the courage to say:
"I... I don't have a single penny right now. Could you... lend me some money? As long as you can save my child, my life is yours. I'll pay you back when I earn money."
It was Liu Feng's negligence. When he rescued them, they had nothing, no money, and not even a change of clothes.
Liu Feng looked at Lin Xia, who was still wearing her pajamas.
He reached into his pocket, took out a stack of Hong Kong dollars, and handed it to Lin Xia, saying calmly, "Take this, and buy a few changes of clothes while you're at it."
Lin Xia nodded gratefully, hurriedly changed out of her pajamas, and went out to buy medicine and clothes.
She only bought two simple outfits, the cheapest kind. The clothes she bought for Lin Hao might be slightly better, but they shouldn't be expensive either.
Back at the hotel.
Lin Xia changed into the coarse cloth clothes she had bought. The former rich young lady had now washed away her glamorous past.
She handed the herbs and the remaining money to Liu Feng.
Liu Feng accepted the herbs and said, "Keep them for now, and buy some good food for Lin Hao."
Upon hearing this, Lin Xia nodded gratefully, carefully put the money away, and kept this kindness in her heart.
Liu Feng carried the herbs into another room, closed the door, and began refining pills.
About an hour later, Liu Feng successfully refined a bottle of "tumor-suppressing pills".
He already had a treatment plan in mind: first, use the "Tumor Suppression Pill" to control the worsening of the condition, and then refine the "Tumor Dissolving Pill" and the "Restoration Pill" to cure Lin Hao's illness.
This will take a long time.
After Lin Hao took the tumor-suppressing pill, his condition improved significantly. When Lin Xia saw this, hope rekindled in her eyes.
Liu Feng smiled and asked Lin Xia, "Are there any good restaurants nearby?"
"Yes!" Lin Xia replied gently.
…
The streets are filled with the salty scent of the sea breeze and the fragrance of tropical flowers.
Lin Xia held her son, Lin Hao, tightly in her arms. He looked particularly weak due to his illness.
The two strolled slowly to an old-fashioned breakfast shop on a street corner. The shop was cool and pleasant, a stark contrast to the sweltering heat outside.
This is where Lin Xia often eats; it's economical and the food is quite good.
The breakfast shop owner was a kind old man. As soon as he saw Lin Xia enter, a smile immediately appeared on his face, and a hint of sympathy flashed in his eyes.
"Lin Xia, you're here so early. What's wrong with Lin Hao? He doesn't seem to be feeling well," the boss asked with concern, leading them to an empty seat.
"Thank you for your concern, sir. Lin Hao has been like this lately!" Lin Xia sighed.
At this moment, Liu Feng followed Lin Xia in and sat down at a table with her.
Liu Feng's appearance surprised the boss.
The shopkeeper turned to look at Lin Xia and asked in confusion, "And who is this young student?"
Lin Xia was stunned for a moment. She had only known Liu Feng for two days and suddenly didn't know how to introduce her relationship with him.
She glanced at Liu Feng and replied cautiously, "He is my younger brother."
Upon seeing this, Liu Feng immediately understood Lin Xia's predicament. She had been raising a child alone all her life, so where would she get a younger brother?
“Yes, I am her brother,” Liu Feng said loudly.
Upon hearing this, the boss laughed and said, "Oh, I see. You're quite handsome, young man. Welcome, welcome!"
As he spoke, the owner turned and went to the kitchen to give instructions. Soon, several of the shop's signature breakfast dishes were served one by one.
"How's the breakfast here?" Lin Xia asked Liu Feng, worried that he might not be used to it.
"It's delicious!" Liu Feng wasn't picky about food and thought everything tasted good, especially since this breakfast was really good.
Seeing Liu Feng enjoying his meal, Lin Xia was quite pleased.
But when she looked at Lin Hao, who was not eating much, in her arms, she became worried again.
"Sister Lin, I see you're only feeding Lin Hao a few mouthfuls of porridge. Isn't that too little?" Liu Feng said, looking at Lin Hao lying in Lin Xia's arms.
Xiao Linhao looked up at Liu Feng. Due to the torment of illness, his hair was sparse, his eyes were sunken, and his pale face was devoid of color.
"He can only eat a few bites; he won't eat any more!" Lin Xia said with a mix of heartache and helplessness.
"That won't do!" Liu Feng said, taking out a Qi-replenishing pill from his pocket. He gently squeezed it, and it crumbled into small particles. He poured the particles into a small jade bottle and handed it to Lin Xia.
He added, "Every time you drink porridge, pick out a small grain and mix it in, then feed it to Lin Hao. This will stimulate his appetite and improve his health."
Lin Xia took the jade bottle and, as Liu Feng had instructed, mixed a small bowl of porridge for Lin Hao. Immediately, the bowl was filled with the aroma of porridge and medicine.
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