"Don't buy organs from the black market. Don't reserve organs either, because if you do, an innocent person might be targeted."
As a doctor, Chen Zhao knew very well how scary organ traffickers were.
Organ trafficking was also known as the cruelest trade in human history.
Tens of thousands of dollars or even hundreds of thousands of dollars might be enough for an organ trafficker to dismember an innocent person.
Dell wasn't normal most of the time, but that didn't mean he was a bad person.
"Chen, is there nothing we can do?"
Chen Zhao bit his lip and thought. "Stay in the hospital for now. Let the specialists study it and see if there's a treatment plan."
Chen Zhao wanted to take out the Pristine Eyeball, but he couldn't do it in front of Dell.
After Faith was discharged, Chen Zhao would keep the child with her for a while and then put the Pristine Eyeball on her.
Dell left the child in the hospital for now because the examination was only preliminary and not final.
There was always a chance. The chances were slim, but most people still hoped that this slim hope could become reality.
Chen Zhao walked out of the hospital alone. Suddenly, a car charged toward him at high speed.
Chen Zhao hurriedly retreated and the car stopped.
"Are you trying to kill me? Do you know how to drive?" Chen Zhao cursed.
A sweaty man got out of the car. He didn't apologize to Chen Zhao. Instead, he quickly opened the back door and carried a child out, rushing in with all his might.
If Chen Zhao had known that there was a child in the car that needed emergency treatment, he wouldn't have cursed.
Chen Zhao rubbed his nose, secretly embarrassed.
"Mr. John, what's wrong with Little John?" Faur quickly ran to John and saw the child in his arms.
"When it was time for lunch, I called him to eat, but he kept lying on the sofa. I couldn't wake him up no matter what."
As Faur ran, she shone a small flashlight into Little John's pupils.
"His pupils are dilated and bloodshot. It might be caused by pressure on his nerves. Mr. John, how's Little John's report last month?"
"The tumor in Little John's brain has obviously grown. It's growing faster than a few months ago." John said anxiously, "Miss Faur, please save little John. He's only five. He's only five."
"Did he take the medicine in time?"
"Yes, he's been taking it, but it doesn't seem to be working well since last month."
"Send him to the intensive care unit first."
Soon, the test report came out. The tumor in John Junior's head had grown again, returning to the state it had been five months ago.
"Miss Faur, how did you reduce John's tumor last time? Can I do it again? Any amount is fine. You know, I only have one child, John Jr. If John Jr. is gone, no amount of money will matter. Help me, name your price. "
Faur bit her finger. After a moment of silence, she said, "I know someone with that ability. I can give it a try, but I can't guarantee that I'll succeed."
"Who is that person? I'll think of something. "
"It's better not to. If that person knows that I leaked the information, he won't help me."
…
Faur went to the rooftop and dialed Chen Zhao's number.
"Chen, I need you to do me a favor," Faur said directly.
"What are you doing?"
"I want you to help me cure a child's brain tumor, the one you barged into. You alleviated his condition last time, but now it's relapsing again."
"I can't do it. What happened last time has nothing to do with me," Chen Zhao denied out of habit.
"If you help me, I'll help you share some of the pressure with my father. I'll even help you tip him off."
Hearing Faur's condition, Chen Zhao hesitated.
To be honest, Chen Zhao had a headache when he heard that Fali's father might stop him and Fali.
Opposition from parents has always been an unsolvable problem since ancient times.
He couldn't really drag Fali's father out and beat him up, right?
However, if Faur could cooperate, she might be able to resolve her father's hostility and rejection toward him.
"Does that child's parent know about me?"
"He doesn't know who you are."
"Then never tell him," Chen Zhao said. "Also, I have another request."
"What is it?"
"Remember the child that my friend and I sent to the hospital today?"
"Yes. I went to find out before. Congenital choroidal dysplasia."
"I hope you can arrange an operation room for me. During this time, no one can come in and no cameras can record me."
"What are you going to do to that child?"
"Let's set another rule. You're not allowed to ask about me in the future."
"You can cure that child's eyes?" Faur exclaimed.
"Do you agree or not?"
"How long do you need the operation room?"
"About half an hour."
"Sure, I'll think of a way for you."
"What about the time?"
"The sooner, the better. That child's in a critical condition." After a pause, Faur said, "It's best if it's tonight. I'm afraid that the child won't last long. The longer it drags on, the more dangerous it will be. Also, it'll be easier for me to arrange the operation room at night."
"Tonight? What time? "
"After midnight."
"Okay," Chen Zhao agreed.
"Send me the child's examination report. I need to prescribe medicine for him."
Faur immediately sent the report to Chen Zhao out of trust. Of course, it was also because she didn't have a choice.
After studying demonic crystals for a while, Chen Zhao had a better understanding of how to use them.
For humans, demonic crystals were a good cure for diseases, but they were also fatal poisons.
Demonic crystals couldn't completely heal. While they did, they would also damage the human body's functions to a certain extent.
Therefore, it was impossible to use demonic crystals to extend one's lifespan indefinitely.
If demons couldn't do it, it was even more impossible for humans.
However, if he could use other ingredients to neutralize the damage the demonic crystals caused to the human body, he could reduce or eliminate the damage. Moreover, he could cultivate and recover. That way, the effects of demonic crystals could be maximized.
Of course, there was an even better method — perfect crystals.
Perfect crystals were more effective than demonic crystals, but there were too few of them.
Therefore, Chen Zhao would try not to use it if he could. He would use it as little as possible.
They were too rare and he didn't know when he could get them again.
When he killed that murderer, he got a perfect crystal.
Then, he saved nine people in a fire and got another one.
Last time, he encountered the Mexican gang and sent their boss, Odutra, to prison, so he got another one.
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