Chapter 1013 - There Is No Illness That A Bowl of Red Braised Pork Can"t Cure

The surface of the ice cream cake was laid with a variety of fruits. The cake was easily cut into small pieces with a cake server rinsed in hot water, and the pieces were then put on small plates and passed to everyone.

As the delicious food was shared, the atmosphere in the shop slowly became lively again.

There was also a smile on little Kyle’s face. Ever since he fell ill, his father did not allow him to have ice cream. Snowflakes and ice cream were his favorite things. Now that he had them all, he felt very blissful.

After having the ice cream cake, little Kyle’s mood looked obviously better as he had fun building snowmen and having a snow fight with Amy and Anna at the side.

Curtis bowed deeply with his eyes reddened to Mag and the rest as he saw Kyle full of smiles, and gratefully said, “Thank you, thank you so much.”

“You’re welcome, Mr. Curtis. We merely did what we could.” Mag shook his head. He could understand how difficult it must have been for a father who had been putting in so much effort for his child.

Miya hesitantly said, “Mr. Curtis, what do you plan to do after this?”

Curtis was a little gloomy as he said, “The doctor said that nothing can be done. I plan to bring him back to the orc tribe to meet his grandfather.”

Just then, Xixi stood up, and said to Curtis, “I am a healing magic caster. I cannot guarantee that I can cure your child, but if you don’t mind, perhaps I can take a look at your child’s condition.”

Curtis’s eyes exploded with rays of hope as he quickly said, “Please do.”

Xixi walked towards the children who were playing, but did not give Kyle a checkup straight away. Instead, she played with the children and summoned a World Tree under the pretense of a game. The green glow enveloped Kyle’s body.

“How can this be…” Xixi had a sympathetic look on her face. She drove the World Tree to inject the green glow into Kyle’s body. A withered leaf fell from the tree, and Kyle’s pale face regained a little color.

“Kyle…” Curtis looked at Xixi, who walked back over, nervously.

The others were also filled with anticipation.

Xixi shook her head apologetically. “The child’s condition is very serious. His bodily functions are almost withering, and are continuing to wither. It is completely irreversible and uncontrollable. What I can do is only supplement him a little to slow down his condition for the time being, but this can only last for only around 10 days.”

“10 days…” Curtis was a little disappointed, but he still bowed to Xixi and gratefully said, “Thank you.”

Everyone sighed silently. Xixi’s words were akin to giving Kyle a death notice. 10 days was his final period in this world.

“System, can you do a check-up on Kyle’s body with the omniscient door to see what illness he has? Is it treatable?” Mag asked inside. It was really difficult to just watch helplessly.

“If the host wants to open the omniscient door outside the establishment, you need to pay a roaming fee,” the system replied.

“99 copper coins. Nothing more.”

“Hey! Host, this is such a complicated process, and you’re not even willing to give me 100! Isn’t that a little too much?!” the system said angrily.

“Then 100 copper coins it is.”

“Deal!” the system said decisively. “Starting the scan!

“Kyle, Orc, Male. Suffering from acute leukemia. Already in the final stage of his illness.”

Mag looked at the information that surfaced in his brain, and his heart felt heavy. The final stage of acute leukemia would be equivalent to the death sentence. That was nothing different from Xixi’s previous diagnosis.

“System, didn’t you say you’re almighty? Even Earth could develop targeted therapy. It shouldn’t be a problem for you to develop some effective medicine to treat leukemia, right?” Mag provoked.

“The system stands on the shoulders of human civilization. It is naturally no problem for me to develop an effective medicine, but this is a foreign world. As a candidate for the God of Cookery, can’t the host solve such a simple problem? Isn’t this a problem that a simple dish can solve?” the system said.

“Hmm?” Mag raised his brow. Was there a hidden meaning behind the system’s words? Could there actually be a cure for leukemia among the dishes that he made?

“Host, the ingredients used in the restaurant are harvested in the various areas of the Norland Continent where the essence of heaven and earth converge. If it was in the fantastical realm, then they would be the legendary treasures of the land. Just randomly throw a radish in, and that would be enough to cause a fight among those cultivating to be immortals. Let’s just talk about the Fiery Pig in Fire Dragon Island. It feeds on the iron ore in the volcanic rock of Fire Dragon Island which is rich in iron and has also absorbed the explosive attributes of the volcanic rocks. It can be considered a natural remedy for leukemia.”

“Although I have always kept a very low profile, as a qualified candidate for the God of Cookery, these things are very basic knowledge, host. You should know them. Otherwise, how can you serve the medi— dishes to your customers?”

The system’s voice was filled with a rich sense of superiority.

Mag could not be bothered about the system being pretentious, because to be able to rear a pig into a medicinal ingredient was indeed… impressive!

“System, Kyle’s leukemia is already in the final stage. Are you sure he can still recover after eating red braised pork made with Fiery Pig?” Mag was slightly nervous.

“500 grams of red braised pork eaten with white rice for three meals a day. Seven days make a course of treatment. He would be able to recover completely after seven courses,” the system replied.

You’re forcing me to become the new generation of the God of Medicine… Mag thought with mixed emotions. However, the system’s words were undeniably great news.

Mag looked at Curtis, who was filled with melancholy, and said, “Mr. Curtis. I am Mag, the owner of Mamy Restaurant, and also the owner of this ice cream shop. I’ve come across little Kyle’s illness before, and I have an old remedy. If you believe me, perhaps we can give it a try.”

“Are you serious?” Curtis looked at Mag with surprise. He had brought little Kyle to countless famous physicians. There were a few who said that they had come across such symptoms, but those with such illnesses all died, and the doctors could not do anything about it.

“I’ve seen someone cured of this illness using this remedy.” Mag nodded his head with certainty. At this juncture, he had to convince himself first. Otherwise, even he wouldn’t be able to bring himself to say that they could depend on a bowl of red braised pork to cure leukemia.

“Mr. Mag, please save Kyle. I am willing to give up everything. I just hope for him to live.” Curtis fell to his knees in front of Mag.

“Mr. Curtis, get up first. You don’t have to do this.” Mag quickly helped Curtis up. He looked at him, and said, “To cure little Kyle’s illness, bring him to Mamy Restaurant from tomorrow onwards and order a serving of red braised pork with rice for three meals a day. Continue on for 49 days and he would be completely cured.”