I Spy With My Secret Eyes

Chapter 169
Oliver shook his head and said, “I... I’m not sure.”
Fermin seemed disappointed, but he said to Oliver with hope in his eyes, “Can you give it a try? I’m willing to pay you the best I
can.”
Oliver smiled bitterly and said, “It’s not about money. It’s about ability. No matter how much money you give me, I can’t cure it. I
can’t lie to you!”
Fermin shook his head, then took the phone and called someone.
A moment later, a beautiful woman came into the hall. It turned out to be Cassia, Prince Fermin’s daughter, whom Oliver had
seen in the clubhouse.
The genes of this family were indeed impressive. Both the man and woman were incredibly and eerily beautiful.
Cassia smiled at Oliver and said politely, “Nice to meet you again, Mr. Oliver Eastwood!”
Oliver nodded, thinking, “I touched Cassia’s wrist to check her health. She must think I’m not a normal person, right?”
Oliver regretted it a little.
Fermin said sincerely to Oliver, “Mr. Eastwood, if you cure me, I’ll give you... whatever price you name!”
Oliver smiled bitterly again.
Oliver thought, “He paid me 10 million Oros just to get me here. I don’t know what price he’s expecting now, but I’m guessing it’s
astronomical.”
Oliver would no longer be shocked by large sums of money because he no longer lacked money.
His current savings were enough for him to live a luxurious life for a lifetime, so there was no need for him to earn more money.
And Oliver was unsure if he could cure the disease that afflicted Prince Fermin’s family.
Immortality Energy in his body was the only thing Oliver could count on.

Hailey’s father tried every means to get it, but in the end, he was disappointed and died. Instead, the one who didn’t want to fight
for it, got it.
Oliver didn’t know whether the Immortality Energy could help him achieve immortality, but there was no doubt that this energy
was magical.
Hematoporphyria was a blood disorder known as vampire disease.
Fermin added, “Mr. Eastwood, your diagnosis of my daughter has convinced me that you are capable of treating this disease, so
I... I have hope for you.”
Even so, there was a gleam of expectation and disappointment in Fermin’s eyes.
“I can only survive for dozens of days.”
Fermin said frankly, “My family and I all have this genetic disease. We hate the sun, we like to drink blood, and the fresher the
blood, the more we like it, and... blood can rejuvenate and develop our brains, and can make all organs of our body more
vibrant, but the drawback is that there is a limit to the number of times we can replenish blood. Once this limit is exceeded, we
will soon die. My ancestors have been looking for a cure, but no one has succeeded.”
Oliver couldn’t help sighing. No one was happy when they knew that their death was near.
Death was the last thing anyone wanted.
“Almost everyone hates and fears the people in our family because of this disease,” Fermin continued in a deep voice. If it
weren’t for his imminent death, he wouldn’t have told Oliver this secret.
From the age of 25, Fermin, like his ancestors, began to worry about the effect of this disease on his life, and poured his money
into the world to find a cure.
But Fermin, like his ancestors, did not succeed. His family had consulted almost all the top medical research institutions in the
world and even invested in some in order to find a cure for this disease. Actually, the type of hematoporphyria that the Dellas
family suffered from was more difficult to treat than common hematoporphyria. Fermin had even undergone multiple sessions of
whole blood transfusion. Transfusing blood had a better effect compared to oral supplementation, but just like poison, it seemed
beneficial in the short term but only worsened the condition over time.

When the limit of the number of blood exchanges was reached, the person with this disease would die. Fermin had been feeling
hopeless, but today his daughter came back and told him that she had encountered a remarkable person at the club. That
person looked at her, touched her wrist, and instantly knew that she had been drinking blood and that her abdominal pain was
caused by lead in the blood. Hearing this, Prince Fermin suddenly felt a glimmer of hope and wondered if the brilliant man could
cure him.
Oliver hesitated for a while. He didn’t know whether his Immortality Energy could cure the disease or not, but he didn’t want to
expose this secret in front of people casually. After all, there was no need to disclose it when he had enough money.
Fermin added, “Mr. Eastwood, my family has accumulated tremendous wealth over thousands of years. The so-called richest list
in the world is nothing to our family, so as long as money can solve it, it won’t be a problem for us. If you cure it, we can give you
as much money as you want. Or we can do something for you that you want us to do.”
Oliver hesitated and wondered, “Should I give him a try?”
Fermin had a sharp eye. Seeing Oliver’s hesitation, he quickly said, “Mr. Eastwood, just tell me and I’ll give you anything,
whether it’s money, shares of any company in the world, or anything else.”
Oliver didn’t want to get involved in this matter, but he realized that the great power of the Dellas family could help him a lot in the
future if he helped Fermin.
For example, if Shark could easily solve the problem caused by Hailey, this would be a piece of cake for Prince Fermin.
Prince Fermin would be of great help for sure.
After pondering for a while, Oliver decided to do this and make a friend. He coughed and then said to Fermin, “Sir, how about I
check your body first to see if I can cure it? Well... I just want to take a look at it first. I can’t promise to treat you.”
Fermin was overjoyed and stretched out his wrist to him.
Oliver stretched out his right hand and put two fingers on Fermin’s wrist.
Immortality Energy was activated, and the three-dimensional image of the inside of Prince Fermin’s body reappeared in Oliver’s
mind.
When Oliver looked at the image, the identification report appeared in his mind!

The blood of individuals with hematoporphyria had abnormalities, as blood was produced by the bone marrow, and the blood
supply to the bone marrow was influenced by genetic variations in the blood. Ultimately, it was a symptom of a blood mutation.
There was no medical cure.
But Oliver’s Immortality Energy was not medicine.
It was capable of fundamentally altering the bone marrow, converting the mutated marrow genes into normal ones, and even
strengthening them further.
The Immortality Energy could cure this strange hematoporphyria.
This was Oliver’s conclusion.
Oliver was suddenly delighted, but then he wondered, ‘Should I treat Prince Fermin?
If I cure Prince Fermin, my secret will be known to his family, and since the whole family has the disease, I must treat all the
members of the family.