Qinglin Manor.
After several academicians left, only Academician Li remained.
Academician Li had originally come to recuperate because of his stomach cancer, essentially taking medical leave. Now he was staying on because it was his turn to recuperate anyway.
He had no research projects to take part in for the time being, so he could simply review materials at Qinglin Manor or read reports and papers by the institute's younger researchers. It was a rather pleasant arrangement.
But with several academicians gone, the manor had become a little quiet.
Inside the recuperation room.
Ling Ran was carefully studying the examination report in his hands.
Beside him, Tang Wan, whose belly had grown very large, was also looking over the report. Only Qin Lin and Academician Li were waiting nearby.
The report Ling Ran and Tang Wan were reviewing was, naturally, Academician Li's medical examination report.
In fact, Academician Li's stomach cancer had already shown signs of recovery earlier, but some hidden cancer cells still remained in his body.
That was why Western medicine prescribed chemotherapy after surgically removing malignant tumors: to eliminate any hidden cancer cells left in the body.
After all this time receiving medicinal meals, they were now giving Academician Li a thorough examination to check on the cancer cells in his body.
"Phew!" Ling Ran let out a breath of relief after reading the report. "Congratulations, Academician Li. Your stomach cancer has been cured."
Tang Wan nodded as well. "Not only has the stomach cancer been cured, but your overall health is excellent. Judging from the numbers, you're as fit as a middle-aged man."
Both of them looked amazed. They were Western medicine doctors, after all, and had never imagined that medicinal meals could completely cure stomach cancer as advanced as Academician Li's without relying on surgery.