After one hour……

"Whoa!"

Caldwell suddenly opened his eyes.

White ceiling, a ray of bright and soft sunshine, comfortable and warm bed and quilt.

This is a high-end ward, and I am lying on the bed.

"vomit!"

Caldwell suddenly turned over and vomited on the edge of the bed, and the contents of his stomach were vomited into a trash can that had been prepared by the bed.

Click!

Just as he finished vomiting, Boyce opened the door and stepped into the room, holding a tablet in his hand.

Behind Boyce, a nurse came to the bedside carrying a dinner plate, placed the lunch plate on the table, and then helped Caldwell sit up with his upper body and rest on the pillows.

Immediately, he placed a simple dining table with a dinner plate in front of him, then turned around and left the room.

"Is this... immortality? I... don't feel it at all..."

Caldwell spoke intermittently and was panting. He was very tired and physically weak.

He stared at the lunch placed in front of him and had no appetite at all, even though he was very hungry now.

"Don't worry, this is only temporary."

"It takes you some time to get used to it."

Boyce chuckled, pulled up a chair and sat on the edge of the bed opposite Caldwell, put the computer on his lap, and turned it on.

A video recording of Caldwell's surgery was playing inside.

"I'm...hungry...but I have no desire to eat at all." Caldwell said weakly, while still panting, "Why...why?"

Caldwell picked up a spoon and fork and tried to eat, but when he picked up a hamburger and stuffed it into his mouth, it was like chewing wax.

He frowned and put down the burger, then looked at the other foods on the plate, steak, foie gras, cut off a piece and put it in his mouth, which finally made him feel a little satisfied with eating.

Next, he picked up the wine glass next to him, took a sip, and immediately frowned.

Finally, he found that only milk could make him want to eat.

"'Longevity' has certain side effects. It will reduce your appetite and desire for food. The more nutritious food, the more satisfied you will be, while many foods with insufficient nutrition will taste the same."

"But compared with a healthy and long-lived body, these side effects don't seem that important."

Boyce looked at him struggling to eat, smiled, stood up, came to his right side, and handed him the computer in his hand.

"Look at this, your medical report."

Caldwell put down his knife and fork and took the computer handed over by Boyce. Inside was a physical examination report about himself, one before the operation and one after the operation.

The physical data on the two physical examination reports were completely different, and all physical functions were significantly improved after the surgery.

"You may not realize it now, but in the next few days, you will slowly feel that it is all worth it." Boyce smiled and took the computer from the weak Caldwell's hand.

He said, "Now, you need to recharge your spirit first."

"From today on, it will be your 'perfect life'."

Boyce smiled, then stood up, pushed the door open and left.

Caldwell looked at his back, thinking that he might really have recovered his health, and couldn't help but raise the corners of his mouth and reveal a smile.

Over the next five days, Caldwell underwent a series of rehabilitation exercises in this private nursing home. His body had undergone biolaser 'treatment' and it would take some time to return to normal functions.

To be precise, because the biolaser marks, tracks, and drives away the cancer cells in the host's body, the host's body function declines sharply, leaving only a body that is almost as strong as an infant's.

However, these can all be recovered through rehabilitation training.

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Five days later, September 2nd, at seven o'clock in the morning.

"How does it feel?"

When Caldwell was eating in the dining room of the sanatorium, Boyce came to the seat opposite him and asked with a smile.

"Excellent, I have the physical strength of an infant." Caldwell said expressionlessly, stopped eating breakfast, picked up a chopstick and broke it off, "I can't even break a chopstick.

I love this perfect life so much."

"Huh huh... It seems that you have also recovered your sense of humor."

"very good!"

When Boyce heard this, he chuckled softly and pushed up his glasses with a smile.

"The most important thing in life is happiness and hope. Having a sense of humor is one of the great benefits of human beings."

"Oh, really." Caldwell said expressionlessly, "Then I suggest you try it out. Except for nutritious meals, eating anything tastes like crap. See if you can still be happy and humorous?"

clatter!

The moment Caldwell finished speaking, a glass bottle filled with white capsule pills was placed on the table in front of him.

"What is this?" Caldwell stared at the glass bottle in front of him, "delicious candy full of various vitamins and nutrients?"

"No, this is [Immortality]." Boyce put away his smile, crossed his arms on his chest, and said calmly: "In order to prevent the controlled cancer cells in your body from spreading, [Immortality] can provide you with biological energy to remove them.

Envelope, control, and ultimately eliminate.”

"As for those little problems you mentioned."

"You can't eat anything other than nutritious meals, you can't drink alcohol, you can't eat hamburgers, you can't drink cola, etc."

"It's actually nothing important."

When Boyce said this, he suddenly spread his arms and said.

"No, this is important!"

Caldwell suddenly looked serious.

"Okay." A cheerful smile suddenly appeared on Boyce's face, as if he had achieved his goal, "I have made some improvements in these medicines, which can greatly improve your appetite."

"So that you won't be unable to eat anything except nutritious meals."

"Twice a day, one pill every twelve hours."

Caldwell picked up the glass bottle, opened it, shook out a white capsule pill, and threw it directly into Boyce's mouth in front of Boyce, swallowing it with his throat twitching.

"Remember to take the medicine on time, otherwise the cancer cells may spread."

Boyce watched Caldwell take the medicine and reminded him.

"Okay, the car is ready." Boyce suddenly stood up, "You have to go back to your presidential residence."

"There is a very important meeting today that requires your statement."

"Don't forget our agreement, Mr. President."

Boyce took one last look at Caldwell, turned and left the restaurant.

"Opening up unknown seas and dark continents?" Caldwell stared at Boyce's slender back and thought to himself, "I hope you really have the strength to match your ambitions."
Chapter completed!