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Chen Feng said he wanted to sleep and rest, but that wasn't entirely an excuse. His main goal was to absorb the special energy from the jade ring to improve his body's recovery ability and energy levels. If he rested well, the quality of his blood supply would definitely be higher, and his overall health wouldn't be significantly affected.

Therefore, after Chen Feng and Molly entered the room, Chen Feng told Molly that he needed to rest. Molly naturally didn't disturb him. In fact, she was still experiencing jet lag and looked somewhat tired.

So, Molly fell asleep shortly after lying down. Chen Feng, however, didn't fall asleep; he simply closed his eyes and silently absorbed the special energy of the jade ring. In just over ten minutes, Chen Feng felt his physical condition had completely recovered to its peak.

However, there was no need for him to get up at this point, and since Molly had just fallen asleep, he continued to lie in bed holding her and slowly drifted off to sleep.

His current physical condition doesn't actually require him to sleep this much, but an important advantage is that he can sleep whenever he wants and not sleep whenever he doesn't want to, without any sleep problems.

He slept holding Molly for about three hours before waking up naturally. Molly was also awake then, and Chen Feng opened his eyes to find her staring intently at him. Seeing this, Chen Feng leaned over and kissed her, then asked with a smile, "When did you wake up?"

Molly smiled and kissed him, saying, "I just woke up not long ago, and then I stared at you for a while before you woke up. How are you recovering? You should be alright now, right?"

Chen Feng nodded slightly: "It's fine, I've fully recovered."

Upon hearing this, Molly immediately said, "Then let's get up quickly. After washing up, we'll go and treat His Highness the Prince's son right away. If we can save him, your plan to be granted a title will take a very crucial step."

Seeing how enthusiastic she was about this, Chen Feng didn't say anything, nodded, and immediately got out of bed.

After washing up in the bathroom, he came out feeling refreshed. Molly then hurriedly followed him to wash up as well. This time, she wasn't as slow as usual; she finished in just five or six minutes and then followed Chen Feng out of the room.

Following their previous memories, the two walked towards the living room, and soon they met the old butler, who was over fifty years old, at the entrance to the living room.

"Sir, Madam, have you rested well?" The old butler greeted them with a polite nod.

Chen Feng said directly, "We've rested enough, now we can go over there to begin treatment. Has Karl woken up yet? If not, you can wake him up."

The old butler immediately replied, "Mr. Carl has already woken up. He instructed me to notify him as soon as you wake up. By the way, are you hungry? You can have something to eat before you leave."

Chen Feng immediately shook his head and refused: "No need, I've already eaten quite a bit on the plane. You should notify Karl right away, let's set off together."

After saying that, Chen Feng casually asked, "Is His Highness the Prince also going?"

The old steward replied, "His Highness the Prince had to leave due to unforeseen circumstances and may not be able to go with you for the time being. However, he will keep an eye on things, and I will go with him."

Chen Feng nodded in agreement: "Alright, notify Karl, we'll set off immediately."

"Okay, sir."

Soon, the old butler went to inform Carl. Before long, the group met up, got into the Rolls-Royce that had picked them up earlier, and headed towards the operating room Carl had prepared.

Another half hour passed, and the car entered the city limits, only a few kilometers from Buckingham Palace. It stopped in front of an apartment building that looked quite old. Chen Feng and the others got out of the car and went into the apartment building.

Once inside, the house looked like an ordinary residence, with a living room and bedrooms, and it had a three-story structure. As Chen Feng was wondering what was going on, one of Karl's bodyguards went and opened one of the doors.

Looking through this door, you see a staircase leading down.

Carl smiled and explained to Chen Feng, "The operating room is in the basement. There are three floors above ground and one below. The soundproofing is excellent, and the privacy is great. The patient was brought here more than an hour early, just waiting for you."

Chen Feng nodded and said nothing more. Led by two bodyguards, the group headed towards the basement. Soon, Chen Feng was led by a member of the medical team to the blood collection room next to the operating room. He entered alone; the others, including the butler, Molly, and Carl, remained in the waiting area outside.

Cole, the Prince of Willenton's illegitimate son, was already in the operating room. The nurse responsible for drawing blood was Chen Feng's old friend—a white, middle-aged woman—whose movements and blood-drawing skills seemed even more practiced than before. And the surgeon was once again Dr. Becky.

Chen Feng simply nodded to them, exchanged a few words, and then said nothing more. After preparing, he sat down in the blood collection room and had the nurse draw his blood. Inside, Dr. Becky's surgical team was already in position, waiting for his fresh blood to arrive.

With the experience gained from treating ALS last time, the entire medical team was even more adept this time.

"I'll draw five milliliters of blood for the first time. Let me observe the patient's specific reaction first," Dr. Becky said.

If the response is good, they plan to increase the amount of blood collected and transfused this time. They had discussed this with Chen Feng before, and he had no objections. If they could cure the patient's ALS sooner, he could leave sooner as well.

So, after five milliliters of blood were transfused into the recipient, the effect was very noticeable. The recipient's previously numb feet quickly regained some sensation, and there were no other discomforts. As a result, ten milliliters were drawn the second time.

After the blood was injected, the recipient's bodily sensations became more pronounced. Less than an hour had passed before the second transfusion was performed. A third transfusion of ten milliliters was then conducted, followed by continued observation.

Nearly two hours passed, and the patient's previously immobile hand suddenly became mobile again. This greatly excited the patient, named Carl. Fortunately, he was already secured to the bed with restraints, with only his hands and feet exposed.

During this time, Chen Feng wasn't particularly tired, spending most of his time resting and using his phone. Four hours later, Chen Feng had donated 50 milliliters of blood. This was the largest amount of blood donated in a short period of time since Chen Feng began treating the patient, and the result was naturally satisfactory. The patient's lower limbs had almost completely regained sensation, and his previously stiff hands could now move up and down flexibly, which moved the patient to tears of joy.

Six hours later, Chen Feng had donated a total of 60 milliliters of blood. The patient, Carl, had almost fully regained his senses. Everyone was very satisfied with this result. Clearly, Carl's condition was much milder than the previous boy's, so the increased dosage led to a faster recovery.

By this point, the blood supply had essentially ended. However, given the patient's unique condition and identity, Chen Feng and the medical team decided to continue observation.

After observing for another hour, and seeing that the other person was able to get out of bed and walk slowly, the entire medical team and Chen Feng finally breathed a sigh of relief. Karl was extremely grateful at this point, with tears welling up in his eyes.

Chen Feng finally emerged from the operating room. He immediately gave an "OK" sign to the waiting butler and Karl outside, and said with a smile, "The surgery went smoothly. The patient has basically recovered and is already able to walk slowly."

Even though the old butler had been somewhat prepared, he was still dumbfounded. After a moment of stunned silence, he couldn't help but ask, "Really? Cole really recovered?"

Chen Feng nodded and said with certainty, "He has basically recovered. So congratulations to you, and congratulations to His Highness the Prince as well."

The old butler immediately said happily, "Thank you! On behalf of His Highness the Prince, I thank you for your treatment. Thank you so much, thank you so much. May I go in and see him now?"

Chen Feng nodded and said, "Then you can go in. He should be out soon."

No sooner had he finished speaking than Cole was wheeled out of the operating room in a wheelchair. But as soon as he saw the old butler, he immediately stood up from the wheelchair.

Cole excitedly stepped forward and gave the old butler a hug, laughing heartily as he said, "Dear Dyson, I'm alive again! It feels so damn good! Thank God, thank my father, and thank you. And of course, thank you to the medical team."

The old butler smiled with relief and said to him excitedly, "Young master, the reason you were able to recover this time is mainly thanks to this Mr. Chen. He has miraculous healing abilities, and you should be most grateful to him."

Carl then looked at Chen Feng, who was being pointed at by the old butler. His gaze was initially scrutinizing, then somewhat doubtful, but finally, with a broad smile, he took two slow steps forward, gave Chen Feng a big hug, and laughed heartily, "Thank you, my friend, you're amazing! It's truly a miracle that you were able to cure ALS. I can't believe I can still stand. God must have sent you to save me. I don't know how to thank you enough, but I'll do whatever I can for you. Mr. Chen, from now on, you're my benefactor."

Chen Feng could have avoided the hug, but considering that Cole had just stood up again, he thought it wouldn't be good if the other person accidentally fell to the ground if he dodged, so he could only endure the young man's hug.

However, he immediately pushed the other person away and said with a slight smile, "His Highness has already paid. I saved you mainly to make money, so you don't need to be too grateful to me."

“No, no, no!” Cole shook his head repeatedly, somewhat seriously. “I know my father must have paid you, but that’s not enough. You saved my life, you know? My life and my life cannot be measured in money, so you are still my benefactor. If you need anything in the future, just contact me or my father. I believe he will definitely help you if you need it.”

Hearing this, Chen Feng stopped being coy and nodded slightly, saying, "Then thank you."

"No need to thank me, I'm the one who should be thanking you. Anyway, I don't know how to express my gratitude, you really saved me. By the way, you know my name, right? My name is Cole. What's your name? Judging from your appearance, you must be from China?"

"Yes, I am from China, and my name is Chen Feng. My English name is John, but you can call me John from now on."

“Okay, John, it’s really nice to meet you. I know I was cured by a blood transfusion, but… it wasn’t your blood, was it? By the way, was it a type of blood? Or some kind of special liquid?”

Clearly, no one had explained Chen Feng's treatment to Carl in detail before he was treated. He didn't even know who Chen Feng was at first, which is why he asked such a question.

Chen Feng's lips twitched at the question. After a slight hesitation, he chose to tell the truth, because there was no need to lie; those who needed to know already knew.

"It's my blood. My blood is special; it just so happens to be able to treat ALS."

"Wow! That's so cool! This is the first time I've ever heard of human blood being able to treat ALS. It's unbelievable and amazing. Are there other people's blood that can be used to treat diseases?"

Chen Feng immediately shook his head and said, "As far as I know, I am the only person in the world whose blood can cure ALS. So I hope you can keep this a secret for now and not tell anyone else."

Karl immediately made a zipping motion over his mouth, smiled, and nodded, saying, "Of course, I'll definitely keep it a secret. I'm very tight-lipped. If anyone asks me how I got better, I'll just say a magical Eastern wizard cured me, and I absolutely won't reveal any other information about you. But, do you know why your blood can cure diseases?"

Seeing the boy's curious expression, Chen Feng really didn't want to answer the question. But considering the boy's identity and the fact that he might need his prince father's help later, Chen Feng could only feign helplessness and shrug, saying, "I don't know the specific reason either. It might be something I was born with. Some people say it's divine blood bestowed by God, unique in its own right. Oh well, I guess I'm just the chosen one."

Carl was clearly taken aback by Chen Feng's words. After a moment of stunned silence, he burst into laughter, "That's right! You are the chosen one! I was saved by you, the chosen one, so am I also the chosen one? You may not know, but I'm very good at football and horsemanship. But compared to those aristocratic sports, I prefer the more down-to-earth sport of football. I originally had a great chance to become a football star, but then I got this damn disease, and I could only watch my football dream shatter. But now I can continue my dream. I believe that I can become one of the world's top football stars in the future and lead Great Dian to win the World Cup."

Seeing the boy's confidence, Chen Feng didn't discourage him. He smiled and encouraged him, "I think you can do it. My blood flows in your veins, and it's 'divine blood,' so you might really receive God's blessing. On the football field in the future, you will be a prodigy. You can do it."

"Thank you for your blessings and affirmation. When I become a football star in the future, I will definitely let you know as soon as possible. I will also let you know after I win my first championship. At that time, I hope you can be there to watch me get crowned."

Chen Feng found his somewhat childish words a bit hard to accept. But since the other man was clearly in high spirits, he could only continue to encourage him: "OK, if that day ever comes, remember to let me know. If I have time, I'll definitely come to see your coronation ceremony."

Carl smiled with satisfaction and said solemnly, "From now on, you're my friend." (End of Chapter)