Chapter 108 She and FD Dazzle the World
On the road, in another speeding car, Robert stared at the live broadcast on his phone, stunned into speechless shock.
Emma was actually Dr. N?
She was that mysterious, enigmatic figure worshipped by countless people as their savior—Dr. N!
"Faster! Drive faster!" he urged the driver.
Back on stage, Emma ignored the commotion below and continued her brilliant presentation,
"In the near future, cancer will no longer be humanity's greatest enemy. FD will kindle the flame of hope for countless cancer patients struggling in despair."
"Moreover, I've also integrated my proprietary treatment methods directly into the system's programming."
"Most importantly, these treatments won't require patients to pay exorbitant fees. FD's mission is to ensure that every ordinary family has access to diagnosis and treatment!"
Another thunderous round of applause erupted. FD was no longer just another product—with Dr. N's endorsement, it had become a beacon of hope for all humanity!
"Additionally, Bluebird Tech will partner with the Harrison Group to establish a billion-dollar cancer relief fund, providing humanitarian aid to economically disadvantaged cancer patient families!"
As her words ended, another wave of thunderous applause swept through the venue, lasting for what felt like an eternity.
Nicholas felt the woman on stage radiate pure light—she was the light of his life!
He still couldn't control his trembling, overwhelmed by pure excitement and pride.
Eric stood beside him, his face showing undisguised admiration and awe. "Dr. N! She truly deserves the title of humanity's savior! The Harrison Group is incredibly fortunate to have her support at such a crucial moment!"
Ethan still couldn't believe what he was witnessing. He nudged Nicholas's arm, whispering urgently, "My God! Emma really is Dr. N? This is absolutely mind-blowing! Nicholas, you've been walking with a goddess for three years!"
Nicholas ignored him, his gaze following that beautiful figure on stage.
Only now did he understand what she had meant yesterday, when God closes one door, He always opens a window!
His eyes suddenly reddened. His goddess was saving him!
He was grateful he hadn't given up on FD at the last moment.
Just then, FD on stage suddenly called out joyfully.
"Upgrade complete! Master, I'm all upgraded! Hugs please! Pet me please!"
The little robot rolled toward Emma on its stubby legs, its round body swaying adorably.
The endearing sight instantly lightened the venue's tense, solemn atmosphere.
Under the spotlight, Emma's cool yet soothing voice carried through the microphone across the entire hall.
"Don't be naughty. I'll hug you later."
She bent down slightly as if coaxing a misbehaving child, her gaze briefly sweeping toward Nicholas's direction.
In the audience, Nicholas's heart skipped a beat. Was she looking at him?!
Emma quickly returned to business.
"Now, I'd like to test the cancer diagnosis and treatment system live."
"Are there any volunteers in the audience?"
The moment she finished speaking—
Every hand in the venue shot up, a dense forest of arms reaching toward the sky like trees yearning for rain.
The auditorium was now three-quarters full, with people still streaming through the entrances, their enthusiasm threatening to lift the roof.
Emma's gaze swept across the crowd before finally selecting a young woman who appeared to be in her twenties.
The girl flushed bright red with excitement, nearly running onto the stage.
Emma signaled to FD.
FD extended its small mechanical arm and took a drop of blood from the girl's fingertip.
Then a gentle beam of light emanated from FD, scanning the young woman's entire body.
Within seconds, the diagnosis appeared on the large screen, Stage 1 Breast Cancer.
"Retrieving treatment protocol..." the electronic voice announced.
Soon, several complex equations appeared on screen, along with a personalized medical treatment plan.
Emma spoke clearly, "This is your treatment protocol. If you have any questions, please contact the Harrison Group's intelligent treatment team."
The young woman stared at the screen, first in shock, then tears began streaming down her face.
She collapsed to her knees, sobbing uncontrollably. "Dr. N! Thank you for saving my life!"
She wept inconsolably.
"I was diagnosed with breast cancer three months ago. The doctors said... said I needed surgery and chemotherapy immediately. I've been too scared."
Emma quickly helped her to her feet, her voice gentle, "It's going to be okay. Everything will be fine."
She gestured for staff members to help the girl off stage to rest.
Nicholas sat in the audience, watching the composed, confident woman on stage who radiated divine brilliance, his eyes misting over.
Meanwhile, in an upscale interview studio, a prominent media outlet was conducting an exclusive interview with Zoe.
The host was asking about her future plans—would she consider expanding internationally?
Suddenly, an assistant burst in frantically, ignoring the live cameras as she whispered urgently in Zoe's ear.
"Quick! Something huge is happening at the Harrison Group! Dr. N is giving a presentation! The station manager says everyone must get over there immediately."
Zoe's polished smile froze.
The host looked equally stunned.
All three abandoned their equipment and rushed out.
Zoe quickly pulled out her phone. Dr. N at the Harrison Group?
When she clicked on the trending live stream link and saw that familiar, enviable figure on screen—Emma—and noticed the viewer count had surpassed 300 million in the top right corner, her face went deathly pale.
Impossible!
Absolutely impossible!
How could Emma possibly be Dr. N?! That Emma whom Nicholas had scorned, whom she had considered utterly worthless!
Back on stage, Emma's voice rang out again, clear and powerful.
"Perhaps many of you still have questions about this treatment protocol. Now, I'd like to invite two patients I've personally treated to show you their current condition."
In the spotlight, a vigorous figure walked out.
Robert Harrison, moving steadily without assistance.
The audience gasped audibly.
The large screen clearly displayed his three-year-old medical reports showing end-stage lung cancer, with terrifying shadows covering his lungs.
This was followed by his current lung CT images—clean as new, even healthier than many young people's lungs.
Robert took the microphone, his voice booming.
"Hello everyone. I'm sure you all recognize me."
Good-natured laughter rippled through the audience.
"Three years ago, I thought I was about to meet my maker. But somehow, miraculously, my terminal lung cancer just... disappeared!"
He paused, his gaze turning to Emma with affection and a trace of guilt.
"So it was you who treated me! No wonder you kept making me eat all those strange concoctions. I even lost my temper with you about it."
"Emma, I'm sorry for what you endured."
Nicholas stood in the audience, once again shocked nearly senseless.
Emma had cured Robert's cancer?
He had been puzzled for so long about how that terminal diagnosis, which had stumped every renowned specialist, had mysteriously vanished!
Remembering all his previous misunderstandings and the pain he'd caused her, even suspecting her of stealing FD's data, his chest tightened with sharp pangs of regret.
"Grandpa, please return to your seat," Emma said gently.
Charlie quickly stepped forward to escort Robert off the stage.
As soon as Robert sat beside Nicholas, he shot him a glance and huffed proudly, "Having such an exceptional wife, you didn't know how to treasure her before. Well, now you'll never have another chance!"
Nicholas's expression instantly darkened, an inexplicable panic rising in his chest.
He wanted to argue but found his throat dry, unable to utter a single word.
On stage, Emma spoke again, "Next, please welcome our other patient."
The lights illuminated elegant Evelyn escorting a dignified elderly lady slowly onto the stage.
It was Rena Martinez!
Nicholas's pupils contracted sharply, once again drowning in massive shock.
Ethan shot up from his seat even more dramatically, crying out in disbelief, "Grandma?"
"When did Dr. N treat my grandmother? She... she never even entered the Martinez estate!" His face showed complete incredulity.
Emma displayed Rena's medical files on stage.
"Mrs. Martinez was diagnosed with mid-stage lung cancer. After more than a month of treatment, the cancer cells in her lungs have been essentially eliminated. She's currently in recovery, and with proper care, she can make a complete recovery."
She provided a detailed analysis of Rena's progression from mid-stage cancer to significant reduction of cancer cells and normalization of all indicators.
The venue erupted in another round of thunderous applause. At this point, staff had stopped allowing new audience members to enter—there simply wasn't a single seat left.
Rena bowed deeply to Emma, her eyes filled with gratitude. "Thank you, Ms. Rodriguez, for saving my life."
She paused, then suddenly changed direction, looking toward Nicholas and declaring loudly,
"Nicholas Harrison isn't worthy of you! You should consider getting to know my grandson Ethan instead!"
The audience fell silent for a second, then erupted in even louder discussion.
Emma's face flushed slightly. "Please help Mrs. Martinez off the stage to rest."
Nicholas's expression immediately darkened.
Ethan's face also grew somewhat awkward.
Nicholas gritted his teeth. If Ethan dared to make a move, he'd break his legs!
Robert jumped up from his seat below, shouting indignantly, "You shameless old woman! You've got some nerve trying to steal her away on stage!"
He started to charge toward the platform.
Nicholas firmly held him back, his eyes determined, his voice low but carrying unquestionable authority, "No one can steal her away."
Then he added, "No one!"
The Harrison Group's launch event was undoubtedly unprecedented.
The venue had long since been packed beyond capacity, and the three major global streaming platforms saw their combined viewership soar to 700 million!
Online, discussions about "Dr. N," "Harrison Group's intelligent FD therapy," and "cancer breakthrough" exploded across social media, dominating every news outlet's coverage.
The conference concluded perfectly amid discussions so heated they nearly spiraled out of control.
Now, everyone knew that the Harrison Group's FD could treat cancer.
The Harrison Group's sales department was flooded with calls, and global orders poured in like an avalanche!
As the conference ended, Emma had barely stepped off stage before being surrounded by media and staff.
She stood in that swirling pool of flashing lights, radiant and captivating.
Every smile, every gesture tugged at Nicholas's heartstrings.
He desperately wanted to reach her side. In the past, he would have charged forward without hesitation and kissed her possessively.
But now, he found himself lacking even the courage to reach out and touch her.
She was the red spider lily blooming in hell; the goddess revered by millions; the sacred light in his heart.
Divine and inviolable.
Nicholas stood outside the crowd, gazing at her in fascination, his chest both aching and burning.
Just then, Charlie hurried over, his expression grave. "Mr. Harrison, Matthew's here. He brought a lot of people."
Nicholas's gaze shifted from Emma to scan sharply toward the exit.
He glanced once more at Emma, surrounded by the crowd, then instructed Charlie in a low voice, "Send more security. Keep her safe."
With that, he straightened his suit and strode out with long steps.
Matthew dared to come to his territory to steal his woman?