Working in a Zoo with Beast Taming System

Chapter 287: Chapter 180: New Dan Pill, Can I Take It Back?

"What is it? What’s wrong?"

When Chen Manjuan heard him, she grew tense and quickly asked, "Has her condition worsened?"

"No."

The attending physician took a deep breath, looked at Chen Manjuan, and said solemnly, "Ms. Chen, I need you to take your child for a few more detailed examinations, including another bone marrow aspiration."

Chen Manjuan’s heart leaped into her throat. "Doctor, what... what exactly is happening? Is it good news or bad news?"

"It’s not bad news... It’s..."

The attending physician wasn’t sure how to describe it. After a moment’s thought, he said seriously,

"The lab results show an improvement, but we need more precise data to know for sure."

"..."

Chen Manjuan opened her mouth to speak but simply nodded and complied.

...

Over the next half-day, Tutu was scheduled for a series of more precise examinations.

Chen Manjuan stayed with her daughter, her heart pounding. She was terrified of hearing bad news, but the attending physician’s mention of improvement had also left her on edge.

That afternoon.

When all the examination reports were compiled and sent to the Director of Hematology and the supervising Vice President, the entire hematology department, and even the two experts from the Provincial Capital, were stirred into action. The group of them gathered together.

The reports showed a sharp decrease in the number of malignant leukemia cells in Bao Tutu’s body. The few that remained were exhibiting a clear "inert" state with extremely low activity.

Although several key indicators had not yet returned to the normal range, the trend had completely reversed. Her condition had unbelievably shifted from its previous "acute high-risk" state to an extremely mild one, approaching a "chronic" or "clinically remissive" state.

This meant that the planned intensive chemotherapy and bone marrow transplant were no longer the optimal or most urgent options.

Instead, she could switch to oral targeted drugs and immunomodulators for maintenance therapy and observation. Her prospects for a full recovery were now extremely high!

"This... this is nothing short of a medical miracle."

The older expert from the Provincial Capital adjusted his glasses, his voice trembling slightly. "Judging by the patient’s indicators from her last admission, the disease was progressing very rapidly, and standard treatment protocols weren’t having much effect."

"And how long has it been? Ten days! For such a dramatic reversal to occur in just ten days? It doesn’t conform to any known pathological progression!"

The others were equally amazed.

The Director of Hematology decided to have Chen Manjuan and Bao Tutu brought to his office.

In the spacious office sat the director, the vice president, the attending physician, and the two senior experts. All eyes were fixed on the anxious Chen Manjuan.

"Ms. Chen, please don’t be nervous."

The director tried to keep his tone calm. "We asked you to come in because we’d like to understand something. Recently, especially in the last ten days or so, has Tutu eaten anything special, aside from the treatment she’s received at the hospital?"

"Or has she received any other form of treatment? For example, has anyone given her any folk remedies or health supplements? Or have you taken her to see other doctors?"

Chen Manjuan was a bit dazed by the questions and shook her head blankly. "N-no. After we went home from the hospital last time, she just took her medicine on schedule. Our family isn’t well-off, so we don’t have the money to see other doctors, and we’d never dare to try any folk remedies... She’s just... just been eating normally."

"’Eating normally?’ What exactly has she been eating? Anything she doesn’t usually eat?" the vice president pressed, his tone urgent.

"Just regular rice and vegetables, with a little meat sometimes..."

Chen Manjuan recalled, "She’s been staying with her granduncle during this time. The old man is very frugal with his meals. It’s just been yams, red dates, and things like that—all very common ingredients."

"Are you sure? Nothing else? Has anyone given her any pills or powders, or had her drink any special kind of water?" the attending physician persisted, unwilling to give up.

"I don’t think so," Chen Manjuan replied.

"Tutu, tell Grandpa, besides the medicine Mommy and the doctors gave you, have you eaten anything special recently? Or have any other uncles or aunties given you any treats?" The director turned to Bao Tutu, who was sitting quietly to the side, and asked in a gentle voice.

Bao Tutu blinked her big eyes, looked at her mother, then at the group of grandpas and uncles in white coats. She tilted her head, thought for a moment, and answered, "No. I just ate the food Grandpa made."

"..."

The director patiently asked again.

But the answer was always the same: conventional treatment, a normal diet, and no contact with any suspicious drugs or therapies.

In the end, the experts could only classify it as an extremely rare case of "spontaneous remission" or "benign transformation induced by unknown factors." Although they couldn’t explain it, the outcome was a good one.

The director instructed Chen Manjuan that while this was wonderful news, she must still strictly adhere to the new oral medication regimen, schedule regular follow-up appointments, and not let her guard down.

Chen Manjuan finally understood the situation.

When she finally understood that her daughter’s illness had miraculously taken a major turn for the better—that for now, she wouldn’t have to endure painful chemotherapy or a costly surgery, but only needed to maintain her condition with medication—an immense, tidal wave of joy washed over her.

She stood frozen on the spot, her mouth agape, unable to make a sound for a long moment, as tears rolled down her cheeks uncontrollably.

...

...

When Yang Qi received Chen Manjuan’s message telling him about Bao Tutu’s miraculous recovery, he was in Laishan County, at a temporary tree nursery near the Xianlai Zoo.

He stood at the edge of a grove of transplanted trees that were receiving meticulous care, inspecting them one by one.

These were the one hundred thirty-year-old trees of various species that he had requested. They were the key foundation for the future "Hundred Trees Nourishing Body Array."

The condition of the trees was even better than Yang Qi had expected.

Their branches and leaves were lush and full of life, and they showed almost no signs of stress from the transplantation.

Clearly, Zhang Xin had not only perfectly executed his instructions but had also put in genuine effort in selecting the species, uprooting and transporting them, and providing subsequent care.