“Oh my god!” Hank’s eyes lit up. “The thought alone is exhrating!”


    Then, he reached down, sighed in frustration, and muttered, “Talking about something this exciting, yet no reaction. I really hate Ye and Steve Rothschild!”


    Angelo clenched his teeth. “Who doesn’t? But like you said, let’s not act impulsively. We’ll wait for your test results. If we make it through, we’ll turn this idea into reality!”


    “Deal!” Hank grinned. “I’ll update everyone in the group soon. God will bless us!”


    Someone in the group quickly responded, “Hank, maybe don’t pray for God’s blessing for something like this—it doesn’t seem right!”<h3 style="background-color:DodgerBlue">


    “What’s there to worry about?” Angeloughed. “Priests bless people every day, and only a handful ever get locked up. What does that tell you? Those who know, know. Hahaha!”


    “Haha!”


    The group erupted inughter for a while.


    Twenty minutester.


    The private doctor entered with a report and said to Hank, “Sir, your routine blood test results are in, and all parameters are normal. In fact, your blood sugar and lipid levels are even better controlled thanst time! Based on preliminary observations, your overall health appears to be in better condition than during yourst check-up.”


    Hank smiled. “I’ve had little appetitetely and have been in a semi-fasting state every day. Naturally, my blood sugar and lipid levels would drop.”


    The private doctor chuckled. “It seems the recent rumors have been weighing on you, but don’t worry. After today, you won’t need to concern yourself with them anymore.”


    Hank nodded. “Let’s hope for the best.”


    An hourter, the results for heart-rted blood markers arrived, and the doctor reported once again that everything was normal and in excellent condition.


    Hank was overjoyed and immediately shared the good news with the group.


    True to their word, his distressed brothers had stayed awake, refusing to sleep or rest. They remained in the group chat, waiting anxiously for each of his test results.


    In the second half of the night, the toxin screening results finally came in.


    With a pleased expression, the private doctor announced, “Sir, the tests show no traces of toxins in your body. You’re in perfect health.”


    Surprisingly, Hank didn’t look relieved. Instead, he frowned slightly and asked in disappointment, “Are you sure there’s really no poison?”


    At this moment, he almost wished the tests had revealed some kind of toxin. Identifying a clear cause would make solving the issue much easier.<fne44b> Content originallyes from FindN0vel</fne44b>


    But without a diagnosis, things would be far moreplicated.


    If he couldn’t identify the problem, there would be no way to begin treatment.


    The doctor was puzzled by Hank’s disappointment upon hearing the results. Patiently, he exined, “The toxinsmonly known to humans and frequently encountered have rapid detection mechanisms. If none were found, it doesn’t necessarily mean you haven’t been poisoned. It simply means that if you were, it’s by a toxin that current medical science has yet to identify.”


    “Well, isn’t that a problem?” Hank frowned. “If I’ve been poisoned by something medicine hasn’t discovered, then there’s no way to detoxify it, right?”


    The doctor nodded. “In principle, that’s correct. However, there’s also the possibility that your body was exposed to an unknown toxin, but your immune and metabolic systems were able to naturally break it down and eliminate it—meaning you were unknowingly poisoned and unknowingly cured.”


    Hank sighed. “That’s definitely not the case with me. If I was poisoned, the toxin is still in my system. I’ll know when it’s gone.”


    He wasn’t ready to tell the doctor that he had inexplicably be impotent.


    For now, he wanted to wait for the full test results to see if the cause could be identified.


    If the tests provided an answer, treatment could be straightforward. If not, he would have to rely on the doctor to figure it out.