But if Hank developed a serious condition, his role as a personal health consultant would be obsolete. Hank would be admitted to a specialist hospital, where a team of experts would take over, leaving him with nothing to do.


    Just moments ago, Hank had been calm andposed, but now his mindset hadpletely crumbled. Trembling, he picked up his phone and hesitantly typed in the group chat: “B-Brothers… something seems to be wrong…”


    Angelo was the first to respond with a teasing remark: “Hey, congrattions, Hank! You’ve been waiting all night for an abnormality, and now you’ve finally got one. What is it?”


    Hank, too anxious to read into Angelo’s tone, exploded in anger: “Angelo, you bastard! Are you cursing me to die early?”


    Angelo felt wronged. “Hank, didn’t you say in the group that you were hoping to find some abnormalities? Why are you yelling at me now?”<h3 style="background-color:DodgerBlue">


    Hank roared in frustration, “I was expecting minor abnormalities—not pancreatic cancer! My CA19-9 levels have skyrocketed dozens of times! The doctor says there’s a high probability that I have pancreatic cancer!”


    His words sent shockwaves through the group chat.


    All night, everyone had been mocking charlie Wade, convinced he was just acting mysterious. No one believed that Hank, who seemed perfectly healthy, could actually have pancreatic cancer.


    Even if he did, how could charlie Wade possibly know? There was no basis for it!


    But now, hearing Hank’s frantic outburst, their perception of the situation shifted dramatically.


    Panicking, Angelo muttered, “This means… charlie Wade was right all along. Doesn’t that also mean that, aside from him, no one else in the world can cure our impotence?”


    Another person chimed in, “Damn… It looks like we really can’t escape charlie Wade’s grasp. If we want to fix our problem, he’s our only hope…”


    Hank snapped, “Yang, screw your damn impotence! I don’t even know how many days I have left to live, and that’s what you’re worried about?!”


    Angelo quickly interjected, “Hank, if you’re really diagnosed with pancreatic cancer, you should go back to charlie Wade. Didn’t he say he could cure you?”


    Hank suddenly realized, “You’re right! If charlie Wade was right about my condition, then he wasn’t lying when he said he could treat it! Once my full-body scan confirms the diagnosis, I’ll go back to him immediately!”<fn0d56> Chapters first released on FindN0vel</fn0d56>


    Angelo sighed. “I have a feeling we’ll never be able to escape Mr. Wade’s grasp…”


    Someone else added, “Honestly, why does that actually make me feel safer? The man could tell Hank had a life-threatening disease before any doctor even noticed. If he hadn’t warned him, Hank might have dyed treatment and died in no time. If we stay on his good side and follow him loyally, he might actually help us if we ever fall seriously ill, right?”


    Angelo nodded. “That makes sense, but it all depends on whether charlie Wade can actually cure Hank. If he does… then there’s nothing more to say—I’ll dly be Mr. Wade’s loyal dog for life!”