Why didn't you tell me earlier that my little sister is still waiting for me?

Chapter 688 A Miracle in Medical History

"Lin Bufan!" Yang Tao was so angry that her hair almost stood up when she heard Lin Bufan's serious comments. The rage in her beautiful eyes grew even more intense, as if it would spit out fire and burn him through in the next second!

Seeing Yang Tao getting really anxious, Lin Bufan quickly raised his hands in surrender, putting on an extremely sincere expression: "Hey, hey, hey! Taozi, don't be angry, listen to my explanation! Have you forgotten? I'm a graduate of an art college, a filmmaker! An artist! Art comes from life and is higher than life! I wasn't just watching the fun just now, I was... I was looking for the most original and purest performance inspiration in life! Observing and learning! Aunt Xue and Sister Qing's scene just now was the unpolished, most authentic expression of emotion! This is such a precious learning opportunity for us creators! I did this entirely for work and for art!"

"I let you be artistic! I let you be inspired!" Yang Tao was so angry at Lin Bufan's unreasonable words that she didn't know whether to laugh or cry. She didn't care about her image anymore. She picked up the pillow at hand and smashed it on his head, cursing as she did so: "Stop spouting those nonsense! I think you're doing this on purpose! You're deliberately trying to make fun of us!"

Lin Bufan dodged with a smile, blocking Yang Tao's weak "attack" with his hands, and begging for mercy: "Ouch! Gently! Manager Yang, I was wrong, so wrong! I just saw that the atmosphere was too heavy and wanted to liven it up... Look, after this commotion, isn't it better than just crying just now?"

Yang Tao chased Lin Bufan and hit him a few times, but she felt she had no strength left. It was mainly because of Lin Bufan's disturbance that the heavy feeling of shame, embarrassment, and a bit of fear in her heart had indeed dissipated a lot. She stopped panting, threw the pillow back on the bed, and glared at Lin Bufan angrily: "You are the only one who has too many twisted ideas!"

Seeing that Yang Tao had calmed down, Lin Bufan came over with a smile, put his arm around her shoulders, and said in a more serious tone, "Okay, okay, I won't make trouble anymore."

Yang Tao leaned in Lin Bufan's arms and sighed softly, her voice still a little hoarse from crying: "Bufan, thank you."

Lin Bufan looked down at Yang Tao, his fingers gently combing her messy hair, and said in a gentle tone: "What are you thanking me for? Thank me for eating an apple, or thank me for taking a pillow beating from you?"

Yang Tao was amused by Lin Bufan and burst into laughter. She raised her hand and hit his chest lightly: "Hate! I mean it... Although you really deserve a beating, but... It seems that as long as you are by my side, I feel... Even if the sky falls, you will help me hold it up." As she said, she buried her face in Lin Bufan's neck, absorbing the reassuring warmth and strength.

"That's nonsense," Lin Bufan hugged her tightly, rubbing his chin against the top of her head: "If I don't support your man, who will?"

"You're so conceited!" Yang Tao scolded, but her heart seemed to be wrapped in a warm current. The haze brought about by the troubles between Lan Weiwei and Zhuang Yan seemed to have been dispelled a lot at this moment.

The two of them whispered tenderly in the room for a while, and only left the bedroom after their emotions had calmed down. Xue Sumei and Su Qing had also calmed down and were busy preparing lunch in the kitchen.

During lunch, Xue Sumei kept picking up food for Lin Bufan. Her attentive look gave Lin Bufan the illusion that even if he took out a cigarette, Xue Sumei would probably light it for him herself!

After dinner, Lin Bufan and Yang Tao did not stay long. Xue Sumei accompanied them to the elevator, held Yang Tao's hand and reminded her to be careful at work for a long time, and thanked Lin Bufan repeatedly.

Arriving at the hotel entrance, Yang Tao unbuckled her seatbelt, leaned over and gave Lin Bufan a quick kiss on the cheek: "I'm leaving now, drive carefully."

"Yes, Manager Yang." Lin Bufan touched the place where he was kissed and smiled brightly.

Watching Yang Tao walk briskly into the hotel lobby, Lin Bufan started the car again, turned around and drove towards the hospital. He hadn't visited Chen Nanxing for a long time, so it was time to go and reconnect with him!

Lin Bufan walked briskly into the hospital lobby, and with a casual glance, he immediately locked onto a familiar figure - the tight lines and waist formed a smooth curve, as elegant as an ink painting!

Is it Xu Hongdou? Or Huang Yimei?

Lin Bufan squinted his eyes and took a look. The simple dress gave him some guesses in his mind, but it didn’t matter!

A mischievous smile played on his lips, and he tiptoed closer quickly. Then, he suddenly reached out from behind and accurately covered the other person's eyes. He deliberately tilted his head and quickly kissed the smooth and delicate cheek. At the same time, he pinched his throat and asked in a pretentious voice, "Guess who I am?"

The body with his eyes covered stiffened instantly. Instead of the expected exclamation or laughter or scolding, he was responded with a sharp pain on the instep!

“Ouch!” Lin Bufan cried out in pain, subconsciously loosening his hand, holding his foot and hopping twice on one foot: “You…you’re serious!”

Xu Hongdou, now free, turned around abruptly, a layer of frost covering her face. Her beautiful eyes widened as she glared at Lin Bufan angrily, her chest rising and falling slightly. "Lin Bufan! You kiss me just because you know who I am?"

From this clean and neat counterattack and this murderous questioning, Lin Bufan was 100% sure that this was definitely Xu Hongdou! If it were Huang Yimei, she would never suffer a loss and would definitely kiss her back.

Lin Bufan rubbed the instep of his foot that had been stepped on, making a face that was bared with teeth, giving Xu Hongdou enough emotional value: "Why should I know? It doesn't matter who I kiss! It's either Rose or you. You're my girlfriend anyway, so what's wrong with getting some benefits in advance?"

"You... are shameless!" Xu Hongdou's cheeks flushed with anger at his twisted logic. She reached into her bag. That action, that look, Lin Bufan was too familiar with it - a stun gun warning!

"Hey, hey, hey! A gentleman uses his mouth, not his fists!" Seeing this, Lin Bufan dared not stay any longer. While yelling, he turned around nimbly, like a loach, and "whoosh" he slipped into the corridor leading to the inpatient department and slipped away.

Behind him, he could still feel Xu Hongdou's glare, which seemed to solidify into a tangible form. Lin Bufan shrank his neck and quickened his pace. He walked to Chen Nanxing's ward with familiarity, adjusted his breathing, and put a relaxed smile on his face. He then selected a bouquet of flowers from the system space and pushed the door open before entering.

When Xu Hongdou chased to the door of Chen Nanxing's ward, Lin Bufan was already sitting beside the bed, chatting enthusiastically with Chen Nanxing, with a bright smile on his face, as if he was not the one who was acting like a hooligan in the corridor just now.

Xu Hongdou gritted her teeth and looked at Chen Nanxing's obviously improved complexion and happy smile. She finally swallowed her anger, angrily put the stun gun that she had already reached into her bag back, adjusted her expression, pushed the door open and walked in.

"Hongdou, you're here!" Chen Nanxing's smile became even brighter when he saw Xu Hongdou.

Xu Hongdou nodded, glared at Lin Bufan unhappily, and walked to the bedside: "How are you feeling? You look better every day."

"Yeah! I also feel much more relaxed!" Chen Nanxing nodded vigorously, his eyes full of hope.

As they were chatting and laughing, the door of the ward was gently pushed open, and Chen's father, Chen's mother and Director Zhang, Chen Nanxing's attending physician, walked in together.

Director Zhang pushed up his glasses, his voice filled with uncontrollable excitement. He held up the latest CT scan and test results in his hands, his fingers trembling slightly, his tone becoming somewhat hurried, and he even sighed repeatedly:

"Miracle, this is simply a miracle in medical history!

Look at this film! The original space-occupying lesion in the pancreas has shrunk to the point of being almost invisible! Tumor markers have also completely returned to normal, even below the average for healthy individuals! Based on Chen Nanxing's recent recovery curve, she could reach clinical recovery within ten days to half a month at most!

Do you know how incredible this is?!

Comrade Chen Nanxing's diagnosis upon admission—advanced pancreatic cancer with multiple metastases—was, according to modern medicine, simply...impossible to reverse! But now, not only is the disease under control, it's on the verge of a complete cure! In my decades of medical practice, I've never seen such a...such a miraculous case!

It’s incredible!”

Director Zhang took a deep breath and tried his best to suppress his excitement, but his burning gaze still made everyone see his eagerness: "Mr. Chen, Mrs. Chen, I heard from the nurse that during the routine treatment in the hospital, Nanxing also received some... um... other treatments or conditioning? I'd like to ask, who... which expert did it? What method did they use? This... this is incredible! If it's convenient, could you recommend someone for me? I really want to improve..."

Noticing the strange looks from everyone, Director Zhang realized his words weren't quite right, so he immediately changed his tone: "Please don't misunderstand me. What I mean is that every time I'm in the outpatient clinic or the ward, and see those patients and their families suffering terribly from cancer, and see the despair and hope in their eyes...I feel particularly distressed, and often feel powerless and incompetent.

Even with all the advancements in modern medicine, there are still many areas we're powerless to address. If… if there truly were such a miraculous method, even if it could only alleviate the suffering of just one more person, even if it could only bring a glimmer of hope, I'd do everything I could to understand and learn more! I truly can't bear to see them…"

When he said this, Director Zhang's eyes behind the glasses even turned slightly red, and his voice was a little choked!

Despite Director Zhang's earnest words, Chen's parents didn't respond immediately. Instead, subconsciously, with a touch of inquiry and caution, they secretly cast their gazes towards Lin Bufan, who was sitting cross-legged in a chair beside the bed. They wanted to see what this "mysterious" young man's attitude was, whether they could talk about this matter, and whether it would cause him any trouble.

However, they didn't need to bother guessing or hinting, Lin Bufan's attitude at the moment said it all!

Lin Bufan straightened his back without knowing when, his chin slightly raised, his hands casually crossed on his knees, his fingers tapping lightly from time to time. The corners of his mouth on his handsome face couldn't help but lift up, outlining an extremely arrogant and somewhat nonchalant arc. His eyes were shining, and he met the inquiring gazes of Chen's father, Chen's mother, and Director Zhang without any hesitation. That expression, that posture, was as if saying: "Ask me! Ask me! That's right, it's me! I am the master who is hidden, has a miraculous hand, is handsome, and has great talent! Come and worship me!"

Chen's parents exchanged a glance, both feeling a bit amused and helpless. Well, seeing how Lin Bufan looked like he was eager to admit it, he had no intention of hiding anything at all.

Mother Chen coughed lightly, then pointed at Lin Bufan with a tone of gratitude and a hint of pride. She said to Director Zhang, "Director Zhang, to be honest, Nanxing's recovery is all thanks to Xiao Lin... Mr. Lin Bufan. He used... um... some special methods passed down in his family to treat Nanxing."

Swish!

Director Zhang's gaze instantly fixed on Lin Bufan like a searchlight. He sized up this seemingly overly youthful, even somewhat cynical young man, especially his short hair, which, though dyed back to black, still had a somewhat unruly style. His eyes were filled with astonishment and suspicion, but more so with a burning thirst for knowledge, facing an unknown miracle.

"Mr. Lin...Mr. Lin?" Director Zhang spoke hesitantly, his tone filled with great respect and uncertainty. "It was you...who cured Comrade Chen Nanxing of advanced pancreatic cancer?"

Lin Bufan finally waited for this moment!

He stood up slowly, straightened the corners of his clothes which actually had no wrinkles, then cleared his throat and put on a nonchalant attitude of "don't worry about basic exercises". However, the slightly raised eyebrows and the smugness in his eyes betrayed his true inner thoughts.

"Director Zhang, you're too polite." Lin Bufan spoke, his voice deliberately slowed down, with a tone of pretended deepness. "I can't say I cured her. I just slightly adjusted the unbalanced energy field in her body, unblocked the blocked life channels, and added a little... um... the essence of life. It's a small matter, a small matter, not worth mentioning."

Director Zhang was stunned by his vague and extremely unscientific words, and his brows unconsciously frowned. But when he thought of the ironclad test results, he had to force himself to accept that the young man in front of him might have mastered some technology or methods that were beyond the knowledge of modern medicine.

"Life... Life energy field? Life channel? Origin essence?" Director Zhang muttered these words, feeling his medical knowledge system was under tremendous pressure. Trying to maintain a polite and inquisitive attitude, he asked tentatively, "Mr. Lin, could you... be a little more specific? What... is the principle behind this? Are you using some lost secret method of Traditional Chinese Medicine? Or..."

"As for the principle..." Lin Bufan stroked his chin, his eyes becoming vague as he began to speak nonsense. "This is quite profound, involving the resonance of cosmic energy, the human bio-quantum field, and... um... information repair and restart at the genetic level. Simply put, it uses a special frequency to guide her own cells to recall their healthy state, and then automatically eliminate the erroneous mutations... Of course, this process also requires some external catalysts, such as my specially made Nine Revolutions Resurrection Candy, which contains concentrated life pheromones..."