Chapter 3395

The doctor operating the machine immediately opened Hank's full-body scan data from earlier.

At the doctor's request, he enlarged the pancreatic area.

Under the effect of the contrast agent, in this imaging data, Hank's pancreas showed a clear lesion occupying the space and almost filling the entire pancreatic head.

Johnson stared at the lesion and muttered: "Exactly, right here, so obvious, so big, how could it disappear if we scanned again today?"

After saying that, he hurriedly urged: "Hurry hurry hurry, switch back to that one."

The doctor immediately switched the data back to the set just taken.

This set looked clean and clean, with no tissue showing any special reaction to the contrast agent.

Johnson stared in disbelief and asked the several doctors around him: "Do you guys think this is scientific?"

"Unscientific." Hank's personal doctor shook his head and said: "I'll say it bluntly, even if he got ink on him, it might not be possible to wash it this clean in a day or two."

After saying that, he turned to ask the operating doctor: "Is this damn machine fake? Did something go wrong?"

The doctor hurriedly said: "Impossible, after we received the notice, we did a full check."

"Weird weird."

Johnson again enlarged today's enhanced CT of the pancreatic area and muttered: "It shouldn't be that the machine became computerized, this pancreas looks very healthy, damn, no problems at all."

"Saw a ghost." Another doctor rested his chin and said doubtfully: "No matter how you treat it, it's impossible to have such a good effect. This damn thing is related to pancreatic cancer, there's no way to say it's cured."

Johnson said: "Wait for the CA199 results, if the CA199 value also comes down, then there's no doubt it's definitely cured."

After saying that, he immediately ordered: "First let the nurse take Hank back to the ward, I'll go later to ask him what treatment he received in China."

Hank was quickly taken back to the ward by the nurses carefully.

His personal doctor came in first, surprised and asked: "Mr. Hank, what exactly did you do during your trip to China? Did you go to a hospital for treatment?"

Hank didn't answer, but instead asked him: "How are my CT results?"

The personal doctor said: "The CT results are quite strange, your pancreatic area now has no lesion at all."

Hank was both surprised and delighted, exclaiming: "Indeed! Indeed! Damn! Indeed cured!"

The personal doctor hurriedly said: "Mr. Hank, saying it's cured now is still a bit hasty, we need to wait for your CA199 results to confirm it."

Hank asked: "When will the results come out? Urge them to hurry up."

The personal doctor said: "This is already the fastest speed, because your blood tests and reactions need time, you can rest a bit, it should be about done by morning."

At this time, Johnson knocked and came in, smiling and said: "Mr. Hank, I want to congratulate you, from the CT your pancreas has already recovered health!"

Hank asked: "Aren't we still waiting for the CA199?"

Johnson smiled and said: "Waiting is definitely needed, but I think I have about eighty percent confidence."

Saying that, he walked to Hank's side, with an expectant face and asked: "Mr. Hank, could you explain to us what treatment you actually received? I've been practicing medicine for so many years, I've never seen such a domineering treatment plan, could it be that China has made some new breakthroughs in medicine?"

Hank waved his hand: "Don't bother asking, asking won't help, one billion US dollars for one treatment, you think how many people can afford it?"

"One billion US dollars?!" Johnson was stunned, exclaimed and asked: "You went to China this time to treat pancreatic cancer, and the cost was one billion US dollars?!"

"Yes." Hank felt a pang of pain in his flesh.

Treating cancer and treating impotence, both cost one billion US dollars, now looking back, treating cancer still has better cost-effectiveness.

Johnson listened with his eyes wide open, blurted out: "One billion US dollars, you could buy a large hospital..."

Saying that, he hurriedly asked Hank: "Mr. Hank, what exactly did they use for your treatment that costs so much? Is it some new equipment? Or some new type of targeted effective drug?"

Hank retorted: "You ask me, who should I ask?"

Johnson hurriedly said: "Like this, please try to recall, what kind of treatment did you roughly receive in China? For example, what was the treatment environment like? Did they bring you to a place with lots of equipment or large equipment treatment room? Like our CT room, or radiotherapy room."

Hank shook his head: "No, their treatment environment was just a hotel private room."

"Hotel... private room?!"

Johnson exclaimed in surprise: "How could this be possible... the treatment environment has many clear requirements, it's impossible to do it in a hotel private room, right?"

Hank shrugged: "You said it and you still don't believe me, it was just in the hotel private room."

Johnson asked again: "If it really was a hotel private room, then there shouldn't be any professional equipment, right? Did they give you any effective drugs?"

"No." Hank said lightly: "They didn't give me any oral medicine, nor did they use any medical equipment, just chatted with me, talked nonsense, and then told me to get lost, and I came back."

Johnson was dazed: "This... this is too childish, right, letting you come back without doing any treatment?"

Hank retorted: "Aren't my cancer cells gone? Isn't my position also gone? So they still treated me, just the treatment method is too profound, I don't understand, you don't understand either."

Johnson muttered: "But this doesn't conform to basic logic, they actually managed to make your cancer cells completely disappear, so there must be direct intervention, according to what you said, they seemed to have done nothing."

Hank said: "This might be Eastern mysticism, we Westerners also have these so-called mysticisms? Throwing a cross into water, the water becomes holy water, can exorcise demons, usually we might not believe it, always thinking this stuff is all folk legends, but if one day we really encounter a devil, maybe doing this would actually work."

Johnson said embarrassedly: "Those are all legends, stories and film and television works, when it really comes to medicine, we still have to believe in science..."

Hank waved his hand: "Alright, you go believe your science yourself, I damn these two days I'm too tired, I want to rest a while, when the CA199 results come out, remember to tell me first."

Johnson knew this was him issuing an eviction order, but since he hadn't clarified the situation, he didn't want to leave, so he hurriedly said: "Mr. Hank, don't know if it's convenient, could you recommend the doctor who treated you? If there's a chance, I'd like to visit him to see what's really going on."

Hank gave a cold chuckle, secretly thinking: "If I introduce Ye Chen to you to meet, Ye Chen still doesn't know how he'll deal with me, besides, you running around to look for Ye Chen like this, you'll definitely not get any good."

Thinking this, he waved his hand and said: "Don't bother asking about all this, he's a hermit expert, won't meet you."

After saying that, he gave his personal doctor a look.

The personal doctor immediately came over and said to Johnson: "Doctor Johnson, Mr. Hank wants to rest, you go out first."