The rich fruits covered the surface of the ice cream cake, and the cake was easily cut into perfect pieces with a cake knife that had been scalded with hot water. Then, the cake was placed on a small plate and passed to everyone.
The sharing of delicacies made the atmosphere in the shop livelier again.
Little Kyle also had a smile on his face. Ever since he fell sick, his father had stopped letting him eat ice cream. Whether it was snowflakes or ice cream, they were all his favorite things. Now that he had them all, he felt so blissful.
After eating the ice cream cake, little Kyle's spirits were obviously much better. He went to the side with Amy and Anna to build a little snowman and have a snowball fight. They were having a lot of fun.
Looking at the smiling Kyle, Curtis bowed deeply to Meg and the rest with reddened eyes, and gratefully said, "Thank you. Thank you so much."
"You're welcome, Mr. Curtis. We only did what we could." Meg shook his head. He could understand the hardships and pain of a father who had been working so hard for his child.
Mia hesitated, and asked, "Mr. Curtis, what do you plan to do next?"
Curtis sadly said, "The doctor said that there's no other way. I plan to bring him back to the orcs tomorrow and let him see Grandfather."
At this moment, Xixi stepped forward, and said to Curtis, "I am a healing-type magic caster. Although I can't guarantee that I can cure the child's illness, if you don't mind, perhaps you can let me check on the child's condition."
A glimmer of hope appeared in Curtis's eyes, and he hurriedly said, "Then, I'll have to trouble you."
Xixi walked towards the children who were playing. She didn't check on Kyle directly, but played with the children instead. Then, she summoned the World Tree in the name of playing a little game, and green light shrouded Kyle's body.
"How could this be …" Xixi couldn't bear to see him like this. She urged the World Tree to inject green light into Kyle's body. A yellow leaf fell from the treetop, and Kyle's pale face regained some color.
"Kyle, he …" Curtis looked nervously at Xixi who was walking back.
The others were also looking forward to it.
Xixi shook her head apologetically. "The child's condition is very serious. His bodily functions are almost withered, and the process is still going on. It is completely irreversible and uncontrollable. All I can do is to supplement his bodily functions. It can delay the illness for a short time, but it can only last for about ten days at most."
"Ten days …" Curtis felt a little lost, but he still wanted to bow to Xixi and say gratefully, "Thank you."
Everyone sighed silently in their hearts. Xixi's words were tantamount to a death notice for Kyle. Ten days would be his last day in this world.
"System, can you use the Omniscient Door to examine Kyle's body and see what illness he has? Is there any possibility of treatment? Mag asked in his heart. This feeling of watching but not being able to do anything was really unbearable.
"If the host wishes to open an omniscient door in a foreign land, the host will need to pay a relocation fee," the system replied.
"99 copper coins, no more."
"Hey! Host, you can't even give me 100 copper coins for such a complicated matter! Isn't this too much?! "the system said angrily.
"100 copper coins it is then."
"Deal!" the system said decisively.
"Begin scanning!"
"Kyle, orc, male, has acute leukemia. His condition is in the terminal stage."
Meg looked at the information that appeared in his mind with a heavy heart. Acute leukemia in the terminal stage was equivalent to a death sentence. It was no different from Xixi's judgment.
"System, didn't you claim to be omnipotent? Even Earth has developed targeted treatment. You shouldn't have a problem developing some highly effective medicine for leukemia, right? "Meg said with a hint of provocation.
"The system stands on the shoulders of human civilization. Naturally, developing some highly effective medicine is not a problem. However, this is a foreign land. As a candidate for the God of Cookery, can't the host solve such a simple problem? Isn't this a problem that can be solved with a dish? "the system said.
"Hmm?" Meg raised his eyebrows. Was the system implying something? Could it be that there was a miracle medicine that could treat leukemia in the dishes he cooked?
"Host, the ingredients in the restaurant were planted and reared by the system in various places where the spiritual energy of heaven and earth gathered. If it was in the Xianxia world, it would be a legendary treasure. Just a random carrot would be enough to make those immortal cultivators fight over it. Let's not talk about other things. Just the Fiery Pig on Fire Dragon Island feeds on the iron ore in the volcanic rocks on Fire Dragon Island. It is rich in iron and has absorbed the explosive properties of the volcanic rocks. It is a natural leukemia medicine.
"Although I usually keep a low profile, host, as a qualified candidate for the God of Cookery, you should still know the most basic knowledge. Otherwise, how can you serve the customers the medicine … the dishes?"
There was a strong sense of superiority in the system's voice.
Meg didn't want to bother about the system's pretentiousness anymore. It was indeed … awesome to be able to cultivate a pig into a special medicine!
"System, Kyle's leukemia is already in the late stage. Are you sure his body can still recover after eating the red braised pork made from the Fiery Pig?" Meg asked nervously.
"Three meals a day. Take 500 grams of red braised pork and eat it with white rice. Seven days for one course of treatment. He will recover after seven courses of treatment," the system answered.
This is forcing me to become the new generation's King of Medicine … Meg thought with mixed feelings. However, the system's words were undoubtedly great news.
Meg looked at the worried Curtis, and said, "Mr. Curtis, I am the owner of Amy's, Meg. I am also the owner of this ice cream shop. I have seen little Kyle's condition before, and I also have an ancient prescription. If you believe me, perhaps you can give it a try."
"Is what you said true?" Curtis looked at Mag in surprise when he heard that. He had brought Little Kyle to so many famous doctors in the past few months, and a few of them had seen this illness before. However, all the people who contracted this illness had died, and the doctors were at their wits' end.
"I have seen someone cure this disease with this before." Meg nodded firmly. At times like this, he had to convince himself first. Otherwise, he would be too embarrassed to say that he could cure leukemia with a bowl of red braised pork.
"Mr. Meg, please save Kyle. I am willing to give up everything. I just hope that he can live." Curtis knelt in front of Meg with a plop.
"Mr. Curtis, please get up first. You don't have to do this." Meg hurriedly pulled Curtis up, then looked at him and said, "If you want to cure little Kyle's disease, from tomorrow onwards, bring him to Amy's and order red braised pork with white rice for all three meals a day. If this continues for 49 days, his disease will be cured."
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