Chapter 2942: 2742 Using the True Eye Again

In the System Space, Zheng Ren's mental power recovered quickly; he hadn't used much of it, and in less than half an hour it was already full.

That's the limit, and Zheng Ren couldn't do anything about it.

He looked at the remaining mental power potion, recalled the process of using the True Eye before, and secretly calculated whether drinking a bottle would help when his mental power was pouring out uncontrollably.

It should help!

Zheng Ren sat silently by the pond, glumly staring at the Little White Fox's sour face. It was truly vexing; since having the Big Pig Trotter, he rarely felt this helpless.

A few hours passed in the blink of an eye, Zheng Ren got off the plane and received a call.

Su Yun's side held no blame, merely telling Zheng Ren that he had already met Luo Qie and Thus term: Thus term: Kelisidian and that he needn't worry. Johannes Mandi from Bota Hospital would personally come to pick up Zheng Ren, and they should reach Bota soon.

After getting off the plane, he headed straight for the private helicopter.

Amidst the tremendous roar, Zheng Ren and Johannes Mandi, along with the two experts beside him, exchanged information about Xiao Shitou's condition.

In these ten hours, Xiao Shitou's condition did not worsen further. Yet suctioning out at least 1100 ml of watery fluid with the aspirator over ten hours brought no improvement.

The diagnostic expert invited by Bota Hospital performed a bronchoscopy, revealing that Xiao Shitou's distal airways were filled with clear watery secretions. Cell counts, cultures, and cytological examinations of the bronchial secretions were all negative.

Although Xiao Shitou was given antibiotic therapy, fluid balance management, and prone-position ventilation, his oxygen saturation showed no improvement.

It hadn't worsened, but there was no sign of improvement either. The key is that this state itself is a critical condition; Zheng Ren could be certain Xiao Shitou wouldn't last much longer.

Even if he were truly a stone, he would soon crumble to powder.

After learning the latest developments in the condition, Zheng Ren did not try to discuss it with Johannes Mandi; at this point he placed all his hopes on the Big Pig Trotter.

The System Panel, which had never made a mistake, should not fail at this critical moment.

Heaven and earth are unkind, treating all things as straw dogs; Zheng Ren cannot do that.

To Zheng Ren, Xiao Shitou is a patient, a friend, and a comrade-in-arms who fought side by side in the same trench.

But for the Big Pig Trotter, whether it's Xiao Shitou or Zheng Ren, both should be considered straw dogs.

Zheng Ren is aware of this, so he sometimes harbors resentment toward that Little White Fox.

Arriving at Bota Hospital, he took an electric cart to the familiar room's exterior, Zheng Ren pushed the door open. The familiar sound of the ventilator came through; Xiao Shitou was in a stable condition. Not having seen him for half a month, he seemed to have grown thinner again.

Wen Xiaonuan sat woodenly beside the bed, holding Xiao Shitou's hand; it seemed she knew he wouldn't hold out this time, her gaze somewhat dull and stiff.

The ultimate hope and miracle still did not appear; Wen Xiaonuan endured blow after blow, seeming unable to bear it any longer. Even if someone entered, she had no inclination to lift her head and glance.

Meanwhile, Xiao Shitou's System Panel was crimson, as if about to drip blood; in the middle were specks of white, the blood having been completely drained.

Seeing the red, Zheng Ren felt relieved instead. Even if the red contained specks of white, it was still a hundred times better than the situation where the systemic diagnosis couldn't be seen at all.

Yet the diagnosis on Xiao Shitou's System Panel was quite strange—mucus overflow related to lung adenocarcinoma.

Mucus overflow? What the hell is that!

Zheng Ren stared blankly at Xiao Shitou, searching his mind for related medical information.

Xiao Shitou exhibited characteristic symptoms: coughing up copious thin serous sputum, progressive shortness of breath and difficulty breathing; before this, Zheng Ren had tentatively considered the possibility of bronchoalveolar carcinoma.

Bronchoalveolar carcinoma is a rare primary malignant lung tumor, accounting for about 2%–21% of lung cancers. Because its clinical presentation is atypical and its etiology unclear, resembling pneumonia etc., it is easily misdiagnosed; literature reports a misdiagnosis rate over 60%, with an average misdiagnosis of 5.8 months.

And the appearance of the mucus overflow diagnosis meant that, under drug stimulation at Bota Hospital, Xiao Shitou's condition had suppressed the surrounding blood and other tumors; but the lung tumor, which originally posed no major problem, underwent a sudden change, causing bronchial mucus overflow.

Zheng Ren furrowed his brow tightly.

He didn't know what treatments existed for bronchial cancer mucus overflow, nor were there any reports about it.

Looking at Xiao Shitou, Zheng Ren silently gripped his cold little hand, then resolutely went to the System Space.

Without looking at the Little White Fox's face, Zheng Ren took the energy potion and then began selecting the True Eye.

Although it was merely bronchial cancer mucus overflow, the moment he selected it, Zheng Ren felt his head spin, and countless images flashed before his eyes.

In research on mucus overflow, there have been countless attempts to find related treatments.

Zheng Ren did not devote all his attention to the True Eye, because from the initial rate of energy value decline he knew that 1345 points of energy value would definitely not be enough to sustain the True Eye until it finished.

He divided his attention, keeping part of it on the energy value display.

When the energy value was still 500 points short, Zheng Ren stopped worrying about the potion's ingredients and without hesitation drank half a bottle.

The rate of energy value recovery was roughly equal to its consumption, and Zheng Ren finally got a piece of good news.

What the True Eye revealed far surpassed the information from gastric left, gastric fundus arterial embolization procedures, and even exceeded by countless times the data obtained from radiofrequency ablation treatment of renal hypertension.

Bottle after bottle of energy potion was poured in, and Zheng Ren gave a self‑mocking laugh.

Normally he wouldn't dare to drink it, fearing side effects. During earthquake relief, when he stood for days performing surgery, he'd only take a sip when he could barely hold on. Now, however, he simply pours it in without restraint.

Once things get started, there's no holding back. Now Zheng Ren merely worries that the energy potion won't be enough……

Lung adenocarcinoma‑related bronchial mucus overflow showed fine, web‑like possibilities and branches flashing before Zheng Ren's eyes.

After Zheng Ren drank the last bottle of energy potion, he had no time to ponder anything else; he simply focused on studying the research into each treatment's possibilities.

As the energy value kept being consumed, Zheng Ren finally fell into an awkward state—dizzy and blurred, barely able to see the images before him.

And as the energy value dropped below 100 points, a sharp alarm sounded throughout the System Space.

The first time he used the True Eye skill, Zheng Ren didn't recall hearing an alarm. Could that dizzy feeling not be the endpoint after all?

Zheng Ren felt utterly weak, collapsing straight onto the ground beside the pond. He struggled to remember the treatments for lung adenocarcinoma‑related bronchial mucus overflow; his earlier hesitation and helplessness vanished like smoke.

All the way until he completely passed out.