<h2 ss="wp-block-heading">The Amazing son inw Chapter 3884</h2>


    In his heart, he pondered, “That guy from Huaxia might have a point. Why would he fly halfway across the world and spend fifty thousand dors just to tell me a bunch of nonsense?”


    After a brief moment of hesitation, he quickly turned around.


    Noticing that the publicist was about to take away the trash can, he eximed, “Wait! Don’t take that trash can!”


    The publicist looked at him, surprised. “Mr. Smith, is everything alright?”


    Without answering, Smith rushed over, grabbed the trash can, and pulled out a box of Jiu Xuan Zai Zao pills before leaving the restaurant.<h3 style="background-color:DodgerBlue">


    Outside, Liam was nowhere to be seen.


    Just a minute earlier, Liam had already hopped into a taxi, headed to his reserved hotel in downtown Washington.


    Deep down, he understood that someone like Smith, who was extremely obstinate, would likely not ept the situation.


    Therefore, he needed to act quickly to execute Charlie’s second n.


    This involved finding a prominent American celebrity who was currently battling cancer.


    As he rode in the taxi to the hotel, he began searching for relevant information on his phone, hoping to identify the best candidate for the test drug.


    In the midst of his search, he couldn’t shake his frustration at Smith’s attitude. He muttered under his breath, “This guy is unbelievable. He doesn’t even trust the miraculous medicine created by Master Wade. I traveled ten thousand kilometers to bring him a chance that so many people would envy, yet he rejects it. I truly wonder what he’ll think when it’s toote…”


    Meanwhile, James Smith sat in his car, not starting the engine right away. He held the Jiu Xuan Zai Zao Wan, examining it closely.


    Since he couldn’t see the pills clearly, he opened the box and discovered a stic tray holding seven ck, round pills, visible through the transparent cover.


    He instinctively pulled one out, and as he peeled back the aluminum foil, a powerful herbal aroma wafted into the air.


    Smith was taken aback by the scent; his first thought was filled with skepticism: “Such a strong aroma—could there be some essence or fragrance added to it?”


    Feeling disappointed, he sighed, ced the medicine on the passenger seat, and drove toward the hospital.


    Upon arriving at the hospital, he found his wife sitting outside the ICU, tears streaming down her face. Through therge ss window, he could see his son lying on the hospital bed, connected to various tubes.


    When their eight-year-old daughter spotted him, she rushed into his arms, asking, “Dad, is my brother going to die?”


    Smith quickly tried to reassure her, “Don’t worry, your brother will be fine.”


    However, he felt a lump forming in his throat.


    Before long, he realized that his son was on a venttor.


    Despite his son’s serious condition, there was no significant issue with his respiratory system that warranted such a measure.<fn9750> Official source is find~novel</fn9750>


    Earlier, when he left, his son had copsed due to his deafness, and the doctor had administered a safe amount of sedative. He couldn’tprehend why his son needed a venttor while he was asleep.


    Urgently, he turned to his wife, asking, “Jenny, why is Jimmy on the venttor?”


    With tears in her eyes, Jenny Smith replied, “The doctor said his physical condition deteriorated rapidly, and his blood oxygen levels dropped, so they had to put him on a venttor.”


    Unable to contain her emotions, she continued through her tears, “James… the doctor said that Jimmy might not have much time left…”