The Amazing Son in Law The Charismatic Charlie Wade

Liam swiftly orchestrated the arrangement for the trio, weaving their paths with precision.

In the adult ward, Hector and Shiann were strategically positioned, while young Jimmy was ensconced within the

children’s domain.

Guided by the hospital staff’s skilled hands, James Smith navigated the labyrinthine hospital procedures for his son.

The entire process unfolded like a wistful reverie.

Just moments ago, he had mused with his wife about the bleak prospect of sending their child abroad for hospice

care, resigned to the idea that his son would be excluded from Oracle Pharmaceutical’s clinical trial. But life was

capricious, and fate’s kaleidoscope had spun abruptly.

A whirlwind of transformation had seized the stage, leaving James in wonderment. The orchestrator behind this

improbable twist remained shrouded in mystery.

Could it truly be the enigmatic Mr. Clark, whom Hector had chanced upon?

The intrigue nestled in James’ thoughts.

In his daze, the phone buzzed to life, Jenny’s call jolted him back to reality.

Regaining his composure, James answered the call, Jenny’s fervor palpable even through the phone. “James, what’s

happening on your end?” she queried impatiently.

With fervent eagerness, James relayed, “Jenny, it’s true! Our Jimmy has been accepted. The admission procedures

are complete. Oracle Pharmaceutical has a dedicated clinical trial facility, and both Jimmy and I are here!”

Jenny’s excitement was uncontainable, her disbelief echoing in her voice. “Really? James, this isn’t some joke, right?

You’re not pulling my leg?”

James’ response was unwavering, “My love, I wouldn’t toy with such momentous news. Jimmy’s already settled in,

undergoing examination by their doctors.”

And as he spoke, his enthusiasm contagious, James chimed in, “Wait a minute, I’ll send you a video to see for

yourself.”

Before Jenny could react, the line disconnected, a video call replacing the voice channel. Jenny hastily reciprocated

the call, her eyes soon captivated by the screen’s unfolding scene.

James was a blur of motion as he dashed through the hospital corridors, his pace eventually leading him back to

Jimmy’s haven. The door swung open to reveal a pair of doctors scrutinizing the comatose figure on the bed.

These doctors hailed from prestigious cancer hospitals, their mission being not treatment, but meticulous

observation. Their expertise was to trace the nuanced effects of Oracle Healing Salve Pills on each patient,

chronicling the metamorphosis from ailment to recovery.

One doctor turned to James, a question punctuating the air, “Are you Mr. Smith, Jimmy’s father?”

A swift nod followed, accompanied by James’s earnest query, “Yes, Doctor. How’s my boy doing?”

“In the present, Jimmy’s condition is delicate,” the doctor replied gravely. “While he exhibits markers of terminal

cancer, his life isn’t in immediate jeopardy. We’ve drawn his blood and sent it for comprehensive cancer index

analysis. We’ll shortly arrange a PET-CT scan to map out the cancer’s progression.”

James’s impatience brimmed, a single question dominating his mind, “Doctor, when can my son begin the Oracle

Reconstitution Pills?”

To James, the pills held his son’s lifeline, rendering blood work and scans as mere preamble.

The doctor recognized the urgency in James’s plea, offering insight into their methodology. “Fret not. The initial

blood draw and CT scan serve as baselines for comparison. Before he commenced the treatment, we had already

collected blood samples. He’s scheduled for a CT scan after taking two pills.”

James was taken aback, “Two at once?”

“Yes,” the doctor affirmed, expounding, “Given Jimmy’s critical state, we aim for rapid consolidation across five

days. During this period, he’ll receive two pills daily. This regimen is intended to expedite his physical recovery.

Following these initial five days, we’ll transition to a daily dose for ongoing stability until his discharge.”

A weight lifted from James’s heart. Five days of double-dosed pills could deliver significant relief— perhaps even

prompt his son’s return to the realm of the upright.

With gratitude painted across his expression, James voiced his thanks, echoed by the doctor’s congenial smile.

“You’re most welcome. It’s our duty.”

As the clock ticked, the doctor’s gaze shifted. “It’s nearly time for the CT scan. Mr. Smith, please accompany us to

the Radiology Department.”

“Of course,” James concurred, steering his son’s bed in tandem with the doctor toward the awaiting destination.

Within the Radiology Department’s realm, a nurse introduced contrast into Jimmy’s still form, initiating his journey

through the CT apparatus. The process was time-consuming, intensifying James’s anxiety.

It wasn’t the scan results that drove his impatience; it was the anticipation of his son receiving today’s lifesaving pill.

Amid his pacing, Liam emerged, entering the scene from the entrance. James’s eyes locked onto him, urgency and

gratitude threaded into his tone. “Mr. Weaver, I can’t thank you enough.”

Liam’s smile was warm, his words both humble and profound. “Mr. Smith, this opportunity arose due to Jimmy’s

qualities, not my intervention. Oracle’s experimental criteria are stringent and objective. I merely follow the rules.”

Curiosity gripping him, James inquired, “May I ask who paved the way for Jimmy?”

Liam’s smile deepened, “The one who bends the rules is the one who writes them. Only they possess the power to

extend an exception. In this case, that power resides solely with our founder, Mr. Ishac.”

The revelation was startling, James’s voice a mix of astonishment and realization, “Mr. Ishac… is he the head of

Oracle Pharmaceutical?”

Liam nodded affirmatively, “Indeed. But to clarify, Mr. Ishac isn’t merely our CEO; he’s the mastermind behind it

all.”

“Mr. Ishac.” James’s surprise was palpable. “He’s the mastermind behind Oracle Pharmaceutical?”

Liam elaborated, “Incidentally, the ‘Mr. Clark’ whom Hector encountered was none other than Mr. Ishac. Due to

personal reasons, he concealed his identity from them. With both Hector and your son sharing their battles with

cancer, Mr. Ishac orchestrated an exception. Afterward, he thought of you and Jimmy, propelling Hector to seek

you out.”

Realization unfurled in James’s eyes, his astonishment growing. “So Mr. Ishac is Oracle Pharmaceutical’s founder…

No wonder I saw him at the Joules’ research center that day. And even Ms. Joules treated him with such respect.”

The weight of his own assumptions crashed down. Jimmy’s saving grace was not circumstantial, but rather

orchestrated by the benevolent hand of Albert, an act of grace that left James brimming with gratitude.

The need to express it was overpowering, James’s voice tinged with emotion. “Mr. Weaver, is there a chance I could

meet Mr. Ishac.”

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