My Substitute CEO Bride (Nash Calcraft)

“Now is not the time for jokes…”

Hera was not in the mood to joke around with Nash now.

She knew that Nash had some medical skills.

However, her grandfather had already been diagnosed with advanced stomach cancer.

At present, there was no medical technology in the world that could cure advanced-stage cancer.

20 minutes later, Hera’s car stopped in the parking lot of the city hospital.

Nash let out a relieved sigh.

That was even more thrilling than when he helped a group of international mercenaries drive a tank five years ago.

As soon as they got out of the car, they saw someone pacing back and forth at the entrance of the hospital.

Hera rushed over in a hurry. “Dad, Grandpa, he…”

His eyes were red, and he said in a hoarse voice, “It’s not looking good. He probably won’t make it through tonight!”

When Nash approached, Harrison looked at Nash and said, “The old man keeps calling your name as if he has something to tell you!”

Nash had already heard Hera mention it before. He also guessed that Herman probably wanted to tell him about his origin.

They followed him to a ward in the oncology department.

Herman was wearing an oxygen mask, and the curve on the heart rate monitor jumped extremely slowly, with a strong smell of death emanating from his body.

Compared to yesterday, Herman seemed to have aged 20 years overnight.

Nash furrowed his eyebrows.

Something was not right!

How could his condition become so severe overnight?

A faint light flashed in his eyes, and he instantly saw through the old man’s body.

The malignant tumor in the stomach had ruptured, and his entire chest cavity was filled with tumors.

The tumor the old man had yesterday was not this severe.

Even if the cancer cells had spread, it would be impossible for the entire chest cavity to be filled with them overnight.

Nash narrowed his eyes, and a mission from five years ago came to his mind.

Five years ago, his master arranged for him to go to Dallard to collaborate with local mercenaries to strike a biochemistry laboratory and rescue a fellow countryman who was an experimental subject in the laboratory.

That laboratory had a biochemical agent that could accelerate cell growth.

the old man’s body indicated that someone had injected him with that

“Grandpa…”

at the

to Herman’s ear and

and then his vacant eyes

his mouth, but nothing

the old man’s mouth but could not

“Dad…”

stumbled into the ward with a

are

the hospital bed in tears with a distraught expression on his

woman also pretended to wipe away tears that were not there

said, “I can’t make out what Dad

please come

man in a white coat respectfully brought in an elderly man

Lauren’s face lit up when she saw the elderly

was a miracle

Jonford’s number one physician and the

the most influential traditional medicine practitioners in the

skills and was capable of

70 years old, and his silver hair was combed back. He had a ruddy

then at Mr. Dean, asking in surprise, “Were you two talking about the same

also invited

old Lewis’ daughter-in-law also know Miracle Doctor

the situation is urgent here. Please help me take a look at

old man’s eyelids to take a look,

moment,

frowned, the hearts of the Lewises and the others also

him somewhere

all, since the age of 13, Nash had been sent out by

the years, he had traveled far and wide and encountered

prepare for the funeral

his head and

It was terminal cancer.

world, apart from his master’s master, there was no second person

“Boo-hoo… Grandpa…”

into her mother’s arms and burst into

her eyes

and his wife directly knelt on the ground, tears streaming down their

of you go out

Nash interrupted everyone’s crying.

hearing Nash’s words, Hera trembled

was this guy trying to

could cure this incurable disease in front of

a slap in Dr. Tanner’s

and everyone’s gazes

do you even know who Dr. Tanner is?” Hubert smirked

it matter who he is in relation to me treating

happened to stand in front of Hubert, who was kneeling

dad’s cancer cells have spread throughout his body. Even Dr. Tanner is powerless. How does a country bumpkin like