894: Chapter 0894: It’s Better to Keep a Low Profile 894: Chapter 0894: It’s Better to Keep a Low Profile Ye Qiu opened the door, but the old man did not co out.
“He’s dead!”
Ye Qiu said.
“Ah, my father!”
The relatives of the old man, upon hearing Ye Qiu saying he was dead, beca visibly upset.
“Seeing everyone so tense, I was joking!”
Ye Qiu added.
Before the relatives of the old man could react, they suddenly saw the old man himself walk out of the room.
The old man still looked gaunt and frail, but his face now had so color, a stark contrast to his lifeless appearance just monts ago.
How could this be possible?
The dical experts, researchers, attendees of the dical exchange, and reporters all hurried over.
No one had anticipated that the patient, who monts ago seed to be at death’s door, now appeared to have truly regained vitality.
“Moreover, the cancer cells in his body have completely vanished.
With so ti for recuperation, he’ll make a full recovery!”
Ye Qiu said.
The dical experts naturally couldn’t believe such a thing could be true.
Minutes ago, they had been discussing the critical topic of modern dicine’s approach to treating terminal illnesses at the exchange.
Now, this young man had seemingly eradicated the patient’s cancer cells in just thirty minutes?
Was this not an absolute joke?
Was this not a slap in their faces?
Especially Henry; he absolutely refused to believe this was real!
“This can’t possibly be real!”
Henry said.
The doctor and the female nurse attending to the old man quickly stepped forward to support him.
As they inquired about how he was feeling now, the old man responded, “I feel like I’ve co back to life.”
Of course, what Ye Qiu had said was not sothing they could readily believe.
They would need to perform a full-body examination on the old man to confirm whether the cancer cells in his body had truly vanished.
If it were true…
What would it signify?
What would it an?
To the dical exchange attendees, this represented untold wealth, the salvation of countless cancer patients, and imasurable prestige.
“We need to take this patient to the hospital for a thorough examination!”
The exchange was inevitably interrupted, as they needed to conduct comprehensive tests on the old man.
Ye Qiu was uninterested in this and instead turned to Henry, asking, “Dr.
Henry, does what you just said still stand?”
“What?”
Henry replied.
“The five million Euros!”
Ye Qiu said.
Henry certainly rembered, and he had even stated that if he lost, he would pay Ye Qiu ten tis the amount.
However, the old man’s condition still couldn’t be definitively confird.
“We can’t yet confirm if the cancer cells in the old man’s body have completely disappeared.”
Henry said directly.
“Fine, feel free to take him for tests.
I just need that money soon enough.”
Ye Qiu remarked, unwilling to linger any longer.
As Ye Qiu prepared to leave with Zhou Wenting and Louise, they expressed interest in following the dical staff to the hospital to check on the old man’s condition.
Ye Qiu, however, wanted to keep a low profile.
He felt he had already drawn enough attention earlier.
When Ye Qiu, Zhou Wenting, and Louise exited the hotel and got into Louise’s red BMW, Louise asked, “Qiu, why aren’t we heading to the hospital to check?”
“Why go?
Don’t you believe in my dical skills?”
“Of course not.
It’s just that I—”
If Ye Qiu had truly managed to make the cancer cells of the stomach cancer patient disappear, it ant that his dical skills were far superior to what she had imagined.
“Let’s go.
I just hope that arrogant Frenchman keeps his word and transfers the money!”
Ye Qiu said.
Louise finally understood that Ye Qiu’s primary concern was Henry’s money, and he seed uninterested in anything else.
Louise started the car and drove in the direction of Chinatown.
…
Henry, Dr.
Franck, European dical exchange mbers, attendees, reporters, the old man, his relatives, the doctor, and the nurse all left the hotel and got into their respective cars, heading toward the affiliated hospital.
Back at the hospital’s research lab, the exchange mbers and the hospital’s doctors began extracting blood samples from the old man for laboratory tests and conducting a full-body checkup.
Additionally, they would continue to observe his condition separately.
Of course, the quickest result from the cancer cell tests would only be available by the afternoon.
Only then could they determine whether the old man’s cancer cells had completely vanished.
If it proved true, it ant that the young man’s dical skills might exceed their imagination.
If not, then it was all rely a hoax and nothing more than a ridiculous joke.
However, after the old man returned from the hotel, he undoubtedly appeared drastically different compared to earlier, aside from still being frail and skinny.
From this point alone, many started believing that the young man’s claims might be true.
European researchers and journalists were known for their rigor, so, while the journalists wanted to report on the matter, they wouldn’t release anything without proper confirmation.
Nonetheless, word of this case was rapidly spreading.
At this mont, Ye Qiu, Louise, and Zhou Wenting returned to Paris’ Chinatown.
Ye Qiu had visited Chinatown with Louise and Zhou Wenting once before, and this was the second ti.
Since it was now lunchti, Ye Qiu had Louise park the car before heading into a restaurant within Chinatown for a al.
After entering the restaurant, Ye Qiu noticed that, even in broad daylight, Chinatown was bustling as usual, with a mix of White people, Black people, and Asians visible everywhere.
What’s more, there were noticeably more tourists from their ho country this ti, sothing Ye Qiu could discern from their accents.
The three entered a restaurant and were led by a female server to a table, where they sat down.
Louise asked, “Qiu, are we heading back to the castle this afternoon?”
“Certainly not.
At the very least, I need to get Dr.
Henry’s money first!”
Louise nearly forgot.
She hadn’t realized how fixated Ye Qiu was on this matter.
“In that case, why don’t we watch the fashion week this afternoon?”
“Sure.”
Paris Fashion Week was highly renowned, and every show was likely packed to capacity.
Securing an invitation to attend wasn’t easy.
However, with Louise’s status, obtaining invitations was naturally effortless.
“Sir, would you like to order anything else?”
“Bring two bottles of cola.”
Ye Qiu said.
After the server left, Ye Qiu gazed out of the restaurant at Chinatown’s bustling streets.
anwhile, Louise and Zhou Wenting occasionally glanced at Ye Qiu, but each worried that the other might notice them secretly looking at him.
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