Charlie nodded with a smile, saying, “It’s fine, let the doctore over for a thorough examination.”


    Doris Young whispered, “What if the doctor asks about medication? In the doctor’s eyes, my father’s kidney failure is nearly irreversible…”


    Charlie replied cheerfully, “It’s okay; the doctors at the People’s Hospital have witnessed incredible medical miracles.”


    Previously, Charlie’s father-inw, Jacob, had been struck by a car and suffered severe paraplegia. The doctors dered that he would be bedridden for life.


    However, with the help of a miraculous blood-saving heart pill, he was up and about in no time. At that point, it was considered a true medical marvel. Once the brilliant Dr. Simmons was involved, public skepticism vanished.<h3 style="background-color:DodgerBlue">


    Not only was there no doubt left, but Dr. Simmons also faced pressure from Ichiro Kobayashi, who was seeking a prescription for their Stomach Powder.


    Before long, Sydney arrived with Dr. Kelso, who was working the night shift.


    As soon as Dr. Kelso walked in, he was taken aback to see Myles Young sitting on the hospital bed with a healthy glow on his face.


    “Professor Young, why… why are you sitting up?!” he eximed.


    Myles Young grinned and said, “Dr. Kelso, my daughter’s friend provided me with a miraculous medicine. I feel fantastic! Honestly, if it weren’t for all these tubes, wires, and monitor clips, I think I could get out of bed and do some gymnastics!”


    “Oh my God!” Dr. Kelso gasped. “How can this be? Your kidney failure was at the end stage, and you were reliant on dialysis! How did you improve so dramatically?”<fnaff6> Follow current nov?ls on find?novel</fnaff6>


    He rushed over to examine Myles Young’s vital signs closely.


    At first nce, everything seemed fine, but the more he assessed, the more astonishing it became!


    He murmured in disbelief, “Heart rate is elevated, blood pressure is up, blood oxygen levels are normal…”


    “Even the electrocardiogram is normal…”


    In disbelief, he looked at Myles Young through his sses and said, “Professor Young, let’s shake hands. Give me a firm squeeze so I can gauge your muscle condition.”


    “Sure,” Myles Young replied, extending his hand for a shake, applying just a bit of pressure.


    “Oh!” Dr. Kelso eximed, feeling the strength in Myles Young’s grip. “You have muscle strength! This is incredible! You’ve been bedridden for several days, lost weight quickly, and suffered from more serious issues. It’s astonishing that you still possess this much strength!”


    Myles Young asked, “Dr. Kelso, was that grip strong?”


    Dr. Kelso replied, “That’s impressive! Many patients with end-stage renal failure can’t even grip as strongly as a child of five or six!”


    Myles Young beamed, saying, “Dr. Kelso! I didn’t even use my full strength just now…”


    “What?!” Dr. Kelso eximed. “You didn’t use all your strength? Then let’s try again with your full power.”


    Myles Young nodded, gradually increasing his grip, while Dr. Kelso initially appeared shocked. However, his expression soon shifted to one of concern.


    Suddenly, he shouted, “Ouch! That hurts!”


    Myles Young quickly released his grip, an apologetic look on his face. “I’m sorry, Dr. Kelso…”


    “It’s alright…” Dr. Kelso replied, shaking his hand and rubbing it with the other. “You are truly remarkable! I’m younger than you, yet your grip is stronger! All your indicators are normal—what a miracle!”


    As he spoke, he hurriedly added, “Professor Young, wait a moment. I’ll call the nurse to take your blood and check your creatinine levels. If your blood creatinine is normal too, then you will bepletely cured!”<h3 ss="has-text-align-center" id="chapter-list"><strong></strong>