In the private hospital within the home of Leonard Hughes, the carefully selected Alzheimer's patient was wheeled into the MRI machine. Two days had passed since the patient's treatment began.
During these two days, the patient had been injected with a nutrient solution meticulously prepared by Ling Tian, and also received an hour of acupuncture daily.
Initially, Dr. Alexander and Leonard Hughes had watched from the side, but as time went on, neither dared to look. Ling Tian repeatedly inserted silver needles, about twenty centimeters long, into the patient's head. This was a stimulus that an ordinary person truly couldn't withstand.
In the adjacent room, Dr. Alexander's eyes were fixed on the large screen.
The MRI machine works by passing magnetic fields of varying strengths through the human body, converting the electrical signals fed back by the equipment into image signals, thus allowing visualization of the internal state of human tissues.
This is different from an X-ray examination, where the image can be seen immediately. An MRI scan requires several hours of modeling after the examination, using computer software to recombine the magnetic field signals into images.
Clearly, the equipment in Leonard Hughes's home was no ordinary device, as the results appeared in just ten minutes.
Looking at the two comparative images on the large screen, Dr. Alexander was utterly petrified!
One of the images was the MRI scan of the patient before receiving Ling Tian's treatment, and the other was the one just produced.
"Alexander, what's going on?" Leonard Hughes, standing nearby, asked impatiently.
"My God, this is, this is a miracle.
Sir, look at this image. Here, here, the areas that were originally hollowed-out brain tissue due to the death of brain cells have now disappeared. Those hollow spaces have been filled with newly generated brain cells.
Heavenly days, this is a miracle, surpassing the limits of the human body itself, allowing brain cells that were thought to be incapable of regeneration to divide again. This achievement can make many brain diseases, considered incurable, no longer so!
If this method were publicized, it would undoubtedly win the Nobel Prize in Medicine!" Alexander was extremely excited.
"Dr. Alexander, I advise you not to do that. It will bring immense trouble to both you and me.
In any case, it's best that my treatment of Mr. Hughes remains known only to us few people!" Ling Tian said with a very serious tone.
"No, sir, you can't be so selfish. Do you know how many patients your treatment method could save if it were publicized?
You are a doctor, and it is our duty as doctors to save more people!" Alexander seemed somewhat agitated, and Ling Tian was somewhat helpless with this fellow; he was simply a saint.
"Dr. Alexander, I regret to say that things are not as simple as you imagine. My treatment method requires a very high level of traditional Chinese medicine attainment, necessitates learning profound Chinese martial arts from a young age, and even involves some supernatural abilities.
To replicate my treatment method, one must master the three points I've mentioned. I can say this: I am the only one in the world who can use this treatment method!
Therefore, it's not that I don't want to bring blessings to more patients, but rather that this treatment method cannot be replicated!"
Ling Tian's words were like a bucket of cold water poured over Dr. Alexander's head. He had been fantasizing about collaborating with Ling Tian and publicizing Ling Tian's treatment method to gain recognition and benefits for himself, but now he realized that this path was completely unfeasible.
"Alexander, there's another very important point. Many aspects of my treatment method cannot be explained by modern science at all. If you present it to others, they will only think you are a fraud!"
Alexander felt even worse. He found Ling Tian's reason utterly irrefutable. Ling Tian's treatment didn't seem complicated, but there were many things about it that he couldn't figure out no matter how hard he racked his brain.
"Another point is that the nutrient solution I use for patients costs over 20 million US dollars per dose to treat one patient. Most importantly, several of the plants used in it can no longer be found in this world.
Including the dose already used, I only have 5 doses of the nutrient solution left. Once they are gone, I don't know where to replenish them!
Therefore, regarding my treatment of Mr. Hughes, I do not wish for a third person to know about it, otherwise, we will all be in great trouble!"
Ling Tian's words were not without merit. Almost every medicinal ingredient in that nutrient solution was over a hundred years old, making such ingredients extremely difficult to find. Only the immortal herb garden in the spiritual realm space could provide them. Additionally, several other herbs were nearly extinct in nature but were cultivated as backups in the immortal herb garden.
However, Ling Tian's true intention was to avoid attracting public attention. As the saying goes, "An innocent man is guilty when he possesses wealth." Advanced medical skills, in a certain sense, are also a scarce resource, and it's inevitable that some perverted individuals might develop wicked ideas and want to control this resource for themselves.
"Mr. Ling Tian is correct. Some top-tier medical resources are not accessible to everyone. Dr. Alexander, I hope you will remember Mr. Ling Tian's words."
Leonard Hughes spoke with a calm tone, but Alexander understood clearly that this was a very serious warning!
As a doctor who frequently dealt with the elite, Alexander naturally knew what could and could not be done. He also understood that if he disclosed this matter, he might find himself imprisoned or even meet a violent end on the streets one day. This was no trivial matter!
Subsequently, Alexander continued to examine the patient. He was astonished to discover that some of the physical impairments caused by the patient's brain tissue damage had now completely recovered.
The patient was now like a normal person, able to walk and eat independently, and had regained the ability to care for himself.
The only regret was that the patient's memory seemed to have some issues; he didn't know who he was or where he was.
However, this was within Dr. Alexander's expectations. After all, severe brain tissue damage and the death of many brain cells would naturally lead to memory loss. In Dr. Alexander's view, this was a normal phenomenon.
"How is it, Dr. Alexander, the patient's condition?" Leonard Hughes's lawyer stared at Alexander eagerly.