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"So, this prince really dotes on his illegitimate son. However, I've never treated ALS before, and I don't know if my blood will be effective for it. Given the other party's special status, if it doesn't work in the end, I'm afraid it won't be good for either of us."

After a brief silence, Chen Feng gave this answer.

Karl nodded and said, “Your concerns are my concerns as well. That’s why I’ve been hesitant about whether to have you treat this prince’s illegitimate son. However, as you can see now, although you’ve reached a cooperation agreement with Moore, you are undoubtedly in a completely passive position, or rather, we are at a disadvantage. If they were to use violence against you again, we wouldn’t have a very good way to resist. Therefore, I think it’s necessary to give you another layer of protection. Treating this prince’s illegitimate son is a very good way to do that.”

"Once you cure his illegitimate son's ALS, you will gain the prince's friendship and his personal endorsement, thus bringing you into the sights of the entire royal family of Great Britain, and even making you a guest of honor. With the protection of the Great British royal family, I believe there will be few people in the world who will dare to touch you. Even Moore and the forces behind him will be wary. Only then can you be absolutely certain of your safety."

Karl's explanation was quite reasonable.

Chen Feng himself didn't feel that he was at a disadvantage or had been wronged in his cooperation with Moore. After all, this cooperation was still a win-win situation for Chen Feng. Moore was paying him real money for his blood, only 30 milliliters per month, 10 milliliters each time, for $33000 million.

This was a deal worth over 200 million Chinese Yuan per month, and Chen Feng didn't feel like he was losing out. Even though he was a little resentful at first, considering that Moore had given him a villa worth over 100 million US dollars, he naturally stopped caring.

Besides, he possesses such special blood, such special divine blood capable of curing terminal illnesses; this secret is difficult to keep for long. It's only a matter of time before others find out, and it's also only a matter of time before he has to cooperate with others.

Previously, he was essentially cooperating with Carl. What difference does it make who you cooperate with? Cooperating with Carl is fine, but cooperating with Moore doesn't really make much difference.

However, Chen Feng appreciated Karl's good intentions and nodded, saying, "Thank you for thinking of me. Your concerns are valid; I should indeed find a powerful backer. The royal family of the Great Dan Kingdom seems like a good choice. However, as I just said, I can't guarantee 100% that my blood can cure ALS."

Carl said, “Therefore, I think that before we actively contact that prince to treat his illegitimate son, we can find someone with the same condition to test, or rather, experiment with. I believe in my heart that your blood can cure ALS, because you can cure various cancers, depression, and autism, so why can’t you cure ALS? Of course, just to be on the safe side, it is necessary to find an ALS patient to treat first.”

After thinking for a moment, Chen Feng said, "I have no objection to finding an ALS patient for treatment first. However, how can you guarantee that the patient will keep it a secret? What if he tells others about it later, causing us unnecessary trouble?"

Carl said confidently, "Before treating him, a strict confidentiality agreement will definitely be signed. And the prerequisite is to find someone who can afford it; we can't treat him for free. Of course, it's unlikely that we can find someone who can come up with $2 million right away; there aren't many people or families with that much money. We can only try our best to find wealthy people and get them to contribute as much as possible. As for the shortfall, I can make up the difference."

Chen Feng immediately shook his head and refused, saying, "How could I let you make up for it? Since you're also thinking of me, then just find a wealthy ALS patient, or one whose family is well-off. Try to increase the consultation fee as much as possible, but of course, it absolutely cannot be less than 1000 million US dollars. Otherwise, the other party might not appreciate it."

Upon hearing Chen Feng's words, Carl breathed a slight sigh of relief. He had been genuinely worried that Chen Feng would insist on the $2 million medical fee. In fact, there weren't many people in the entire United States who could afford $2 million for medical treatment.

Not to mention that among these cases, there are those where they or their family members happen to have terminal illnesses, making the number even smaller. Only by expanding the scope to the entire world will the number increase. However, some truly wealthy families may not be willing to spend $2 million on treatment, unless the patient themselves has that much money.

While Carl himself is not short of money, it would still be somewhat painful for him to occasionally step in two hundred million dollars to help pay for medical expenses or cover part of the consultation fees. After all, his money didn't grow on trees.

"So this treatment spot shouldn't be counted among the three treatment spots you gave me, right?" Karl asked, a little embarrassed.

Chen Feng glanced at him, and finally nodded, saying, "Of course, this definitely won't count towards your quota. However, the prince's illegitimate son you mentioned will count towards your medical treatment quota. Once you use this quota, you won't have any more quotas available this year."

Karl sighed and said, "I want you to treat this prince's illegitimate son for your own good. Can't you give me one more spot? Just one. It's only June now, and only half the year has passed."

Carl calculated that, including the two and one that Chen Feng had promised earlier, the total of three treatment slots were about to be used up.

In fact, Chen Feng initially only agreed to provide five treatment slots per year. The Lampson family received three, and Carl originally only had two. Later, Chen Feng gave him one more, making a total of three. He had already used two slots, so now he only had one left.

“Karl, I’ve already given you an extra one,” Chen Feng reminded him. “The rules were set by us together; you can’t take one spot and then ask for another. Besides, the Lampson family has two more treatment spots. In addition, your assistant Tom has two more. If you still need them, why don’t you try to get one or two spots from them?”

Carl smiled wryly, "Aren't you deliberately making things difficult for me and them? You know old Williams, he's always been a very calculating man. And Tom has been my assistant for many years. He's holding onto these two spots so he can use them to curry favor and prepare for a political career. How could I possibly ask him to give one up for me?"

Chen Feng asked with some curiosity, "Oh? So, Tom is going to resign from your company?"

Carl shrugged and said, "He's already talked to me about it. It's about this year's work, and next year he won't be my assistant anymore. Next year he'll go back to his hometown of San Francisco and start a political career. I fully support him on this; he can't stay by my side as an assistant forever."

He's very capable, and being Asian, he has a strong base of support in his hometown of San Francisco. If I support him, he could become a city council member very quickly next year, and perhaps a state legislator in a few years. His Asian identity will bring him many advantages, but it also has significant limitations. However, he doesn't seem to have much political ambition; I think he'd be content with becoming mayor at most. I have high hopes for him.”

Chen Feng nodded and said, "I also think highly of him. He's quite smart and good at reading people. Most importantly, he's really capable, and after being your assistant for so many years, he has good connections in both the political and business circles. Of course, your support is also very important to him."

Karl nodded in agreement. Then he returned to the previous question: "Then I'll find a suitable ALS patient in the next couple of days for you to try. If it's successful, I'll arrange for you to be treated by that prince's illegitimate son as soon as possible. What do you think? If there are no problems, I'll start making the arrangements immediately."

Chen Feng didn't have much to think about at the moment, so he nodded and agreed: "Okay, let's do it this way. I'll wait for your news."

“Very good, then I’ll have Tom arrange it right away.”

After Carl finished speaking, he took out his phone and called Tom in front of Chen Feng, explaining the situation in detail and asking him to make the arrangements.

Modern medical systems are all networked, so finding a person with ALS is incredibly easy for them; they can quickly find out even the person's family background.

The two then stopped discussing the rather serious topic from before. After chatting about all sorts of things for more than ten minutes, they finally came out of the study and went to the dining room to eat, when Lillian knocked on the door to say that lunch was ready.

The restaurant was packed with the Hicks family, and standing ramrod straight beside them was their butler, Leo. He was in charge of directing the two maids to serve the food and was always at the Hicks family's beck and call.

The lunch was, of course, very lavish, featuring not only American everyday dishes and cuisine, but also Mexican food and modified Chinese dishes. At least 20 plates were served one after another.

Except for one plate of scrambled eggs with tomatoes, which everyone finished, there were basically leftovers from the rest of the dishes. The table was overflowing with food; they simply couldn't possibly finish it all.

After dinner, Carl chatted with Chen Feng in the living room for a while and shared a cup of tea. His leisurely time was interrupted by a phone call, after which he got up and went to the company to get back to work.

Before leaving, Carl specifically instructed his three children to make sure Chen Feng received a good welcome. Bart, as the eldest son, was also very hospitable and immediately offered to take Chen Feng to the artificial lake. There, they could fish, boat, or relax on the artificial beach and enjoy the breeze, leisurely spending the afternoon.

His suggestion was immediately supported by Alicia, who said she would set off right away. Ian, the second son in the family, even though his autism had been cured, remained rather introverted and quiet. He neither agreed nor disagreed.

Chen Feng had nothing better to do, and besides, he was genuinely interested in the artificial lake there, so he agreed.

So the group, along with their two security guards, a total of eight people, rode in two cars to the artificial lake a few hundred meters behind their house.

There's an artificial beach and palm trees. The lake is quite large, and its clear, beautiful turquoise waters are stunning.

There were already quite a few people playing on the beach. At a glance, they were mostly white, with only a few people of color, mostly mixed races, but no very dark-skinned Black people.

Based on this, these people should be residents of the nearby high-end residences or private estates.

"Come on, Chen Feng, we have two small boats here, let's play together," Bart warmly invited Chen Feng.

Actually, without him even having to say anything, Chen Feng was already being enthusiastically pulled by Alicia's right hand towards the lakeside. There was a small dock there, with many boats moored on both sides.

Most of them were small boats, mainly kayaks and small inflatable boats. However, the Hicks family's two small boats were the kind that could seat five or six people and had to be rowed manually.

At Alicia's invitation, Chen Feng quickly boarded the rowboat with the three siblings.

Bart readily picked up a paddle first, then offered Chen Feng another, saying with a smile, "We two are the strongest here, so let's paddle together."

Chen Feng was a little speechless, but he still took the oars and started rowing with Bart on either side. Alicia leaned against Chen Feng, looking at the scenery with a big smile on her face, chattering about some funny things that happened between the three of them.

The rowboat didn't stop until it reached the center of the lake, at Alicia's suggestion. Everyone then took photos and chatted in the middle of the lake.

Then, everyone took out their fishing gear and started fishing. Chen Feng himself wasn't really interested in fishing, but seeing that even the quiet Ian had taken up a fishing rod and started fishing, he followed suit and picked up a fishing rod as well.

Alicia sat next to him and continued to chatter away, with Chen Feng only able to reply occasionally.

Chen Feng was lucky; he caught a fish not long after casting his line. He was quite strong, and with one hand, he lifted the fishing rod and caught a bass weighing at least five or six pounds.

This immediately drew gasps and laughter from Alicia, while Bart watched with even greater envy.

Bart was clearly not someone who could sit still for long. After sitting there enthusiastically for a few minutes, he started fidgeting and his gaze became somewhat vacant. He could only occasionally talk to Alicia and Chen Feng.

A few minutes later, Chen Feng caught another bass. He seemed to have a special affinity for bass, which naturally earned him cheers from Alicia and envy from Bart.

Ian, though a little envious, patiently continued to watch his fishing rod. Finally, his hard work paid off, and he caught a fish soon after. It was only the size of his palm, a sunfish.

Bart was clearly not so lucky. Two hours later, he hadn't caught a single fish, which made him very frustrated, and he muttered that he wanted to go back to shore.

Chen Feng was getting a little bored, so everyone set off back to shore.

He had barely stepped onto the artificial beach when a group of people surrounded him. They were mostly around twenty years old, both men and women, with the leader being the oldest, looking to be just over twenty.

The young man leading the group had acne on his face, blond hair, and gray eyes instead of blue.

"Hey, Bart, did you have any guests today? I saw you three siblings all around him, and you even took him fishing and boating on the lake. You seemed to be having a lot of fun."

Although the man leading the group appeared to be talking to Bart, his eyes were mostly glancing at Alicia and staring at Chen Feng, the Asian man.

Chen Feng clearly sensed a faint hostility from him, and upon seeing his expression, he immediately understood, leaving him speechless.

Because this blond guy with a face full of acne clearly had a crush on Alicia. So it's very likely he saw Alicia holding Chen Feng's hand affectionately earlier.

Then, while in the lake, Alicia got very close to Chen Feng, constantly leaning against him and rubbing against him. This naturally annoyed the guy watching from the shore, so he came over to ask what was going on, or rather, deliberately to cause trouble.

Before Bart could answer, Alicia glared at him with displeasure and said, "Dotru, don't block our way, we're going back."

Seeing Alicia was angry, the blond-haired Dotru immediately flattered her, saying, "Alicia, it's been a while since we've seen each other. We just happened to run into each other today, so why don't we get together? Also, my friend's house is having a party tonight, and I can take you there. It's a really lively place. Your best friend Rose will be there too, and she'll be bringing her quarterback boyfriend."

Upon hearing this, Alicia frowned and angrily retorted, "Don't mention that bitch to me! Get out of my way right now, or I'll call my bodyguards."

In fact, the two bodyguards her family had arranged had already arrived. Clearly, the bodyguards knew that the blond young man knew Alicia and her group, so they didn't immediately rush over to stop him.

Seeing this, the young man named Dortru could only helplessly raise his hands in surrender and said, "OK, OK, I'll leave now. I'll message you later. The party tonight is really lively. If you don't go, you'll be missing out."

After he finished speaking, Dortru quickly stepped aside to make way for him.

Alicia snorted coldly, then once again affectionately reached out and pulled Chen Feng along, quickly walking towards the parking area ahead. (End of Chapter)