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Ryan glanced at the lotus pond and complinted, "The water quality here is excellent. I haven't seen so many dragonflies in a long ti."

"Haha, the water here is mountain spring-fed, and the pond has a natural flow. It's not professionally fard, so there aren't many fish, shrimp, crabs, or turtles—but what's here is all wild."

Professor Anglo perked up at the topic but sighed. "The fish is delicious, but a bit small. Not much to show off after catching."

Ryan chuckled. "Still better than coming back empty-handed. And it's quite cool here without direct sunlight—a natural setting. The breeze is more comfortable than an air-conditioned room."

"Haha, young man, you have good taste. This is indeed a wonderful place."

Professor Anglo smiled. "I love coming here to relax. Once I arrive in the morning, I don't want to leave. The vegetables we'll eat later were all picked by —wild greens, personally gathered."

Ryan's emotional intelligence is low, and he is ignorant of the world and has no clear understanding of this person's status.

So he acted very easy-going, while the two won were a little nervous and reserved. They just smiled and didn't dare to say much.

The dishes in this kind of farmhouse are simple. As long as the ingredients are fresh, they are delicious after simple cooking. This is why farmhouse als are more attractive.

The dish was served quickly—a plate of sweet potato leaves stir-fried with lard and garlic, cooked on a farr's earthen stove. It was very tasty and full of aroma.

Another plate of crisp wild vegetables was served, which should be called mountain cabbage. It was also simply fried in lard and was very fragrant.

"I picked this chicken this morning from the orchard next door. It's a natural free-range chicken. You guys can try it."

The chicken was simply boiled and had a jelly-like layer, a sign of its quality. This was a taste that purely fard chickens could never achieve.

There were wild leeks fried with small river shrimps, deep-fried freshwater fish with salt and pepper, stir-fried snow peas with farr's bacon, and finally a soup made from a wild turtle from the pond and pork bones.

The food on the table was fragrant, and Ryan was very hungry.

During the al, Ryan and Professor Anglo chatted and laughed, and he was clearly very interested in talking about local topics.

After eating the big pot of rice with the aroma of burnt rice crust, all four of them felt full and bloated.

There were still so leftovers when they cleaned the table. The chicken bones were thrown directly into the pond to feed the fish, and the food scraps were taken next door to feed the chickens. There was really no waste at all.

"It's the ecological cycle!"

Professor Anglo said with emotion, "That's right. Rural areas aren't just about agriculture—they should encompass all kinds of industries."

"There are people building houses, cutting hair, selling salted duck eggs, selling rice, and selling all sorts of things. This is what we call the atmosphere of life."

It was clear that the old man was in a good mood today and was very talkative, mostly chatting with Ryan about his business.

After dinner, the tea set was brought out again. Professor Anglo made so tea and said with a smile, "Little girl, what do you want to talk to about today?"

Abigail then asked, "Mr. Anglo, you ntioned that my mother's underlying condition and mild leukemia can be completely cured as long as there's enough money."

"Yes, there are many successful cases abroad, and I know quite a few resources in this area."

Professor Anglo nodded and said, "Our country's import of equipnt, including dicines, is still relatively backward."

"Now, this category has shifted from drug treatnt to gene therapy, so there's almost no difficulty in treating such mild cases."

Ryan asked, "Mr. Anglo, 2 million dollars should be a minimum figure. Based on your estimate, how much money and what tifra are needed to achieve the best treatnt effect?"

Professor Anglo replied without hesitation, "If it's in our country, even if you're given a genetic disease treatnt plan, there are no corresponding drugs or equipnt."

"For leukemia alone, chronic treatnt ans long-term dication, and other auxiliary treatnts are needed for severe cases."

"I contacted several classmates in Switzerland, and after discussing with them, they said that if the cost could reach 3 million, both diseases could be cured in about a month."

After a pause, Professor Anglo added softly, "That genetic disease doesn't necessarily an it will manifest."

He said this hesitantly, clearly offering words of comfort. Genetic defect diseases have a probability of occurring, and it's not low.

But once they break out, the mortality rate is extrely high, and in so cases, even having money won't guarantee tily treatnt.

Therefore, treating the disease early, when it's mild and detected, is ideal.

As he spoke, he thought of Ubaya's financial situation—a contract worker who now even rented a house.

Like rootless duckweed, it was already impressive that she could afford the cost of treating leukemia dostically. Three million dollars was completely unrealistic.

Ryan asked with a smile, "Professor Anglo, is it difficult to go through the procedures for going abroad now?"

"It takes ti under normal circumstances, but if it's for dical treatnt, the process can be expedited."

Professor Anglo smiled and said, "My student has plenty of experience in this. If you're serious about it, he can help make the arrangents. All the procedures can be completed in about a week."

As a top expert with extensive experience, this field—unfamiliar to ordinary people—was just routine for Professor Anglo.

Ryan asked, "Mr. Anglo, who should I pay this fee to?"

Professor Anglo was stunned for a mont, then asked uncertainly, "You… are you talking about the cost of treatnt?"

"Yes!" Ryan nodded in confirmation.

Professor Anglo explained, "Transnational dical care is different from ours, especially for special diseases like this, which aren't treated on a large scale."

"Generally, the money is transferred to the hospital's account in advance. If the hospital issues a certificate, the ti needed for formalities can be halved."

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