Gao-Yuan had always harboured a deep sense of gratitude toward Dr. Wu Wenquan. In his previous life, when Gao-Yuan attended correspondence classes, the main instructor was Dr. Han Dai. Dr. Wu had only given one lecture during that period, and it was about the Ben Tun Tang (Rushing Piglet Decoction)—Dr. Wu's signature formula.

Unfortunately, Gao-Yuan missed the lecture because his supervisor sent him out on an errand. By the time he returned, the lecture was already over.

Back then, due to his background, Gao-Yuan had no friends to rely on. Others avoided him, leaving him with no way to ask for lecture notes or borrow them from his classmates.

When Dr. Wu noticed Gao-Yuan arriving late, he did not chastise him. Instead, he suggested that Gao-Yuan borrow notes from others. Seeing Gao-Yuan’s troubled expression, Dr. Wu enquired further and learnt the full story. Surprisingly, Dr. Wu sacrificed his own dinner time to personally explain the entire lecture to Gao-Yuan.

By the time he finished, it was already late. Despite being hungry and tired, Dr. Wu refused Gao-Yuan’s offer to treat him to a meal. He simply smiled, encouraged Gao-Yuan to study medicine diligently, and then left on his own.

Although their encounter was brief, Dr. Wu’s warm demeanour left a deep impression on Gao-Yuan. In the dark, cold world of his previous life, Dr. Wu had been a rare source of warmth and kindness.

After mastering the Ben Tun Tang formula, Gao-Yuan dedicated himself to researching it further. Through clinical practice, he refined the formula, tailoring it to treat critical illnesses effectively. Over time, he elevated it to an extraordinary level, imbuing it with what could be considered miraculous properties.

For Gao-Yuan, this was his way of repaying Dr. Wu for that missed dinner.

Unfortunately, his previous life was riddled with hardships, and he never had the opportunity to share this achievement with Dr. Wu. He could only hope that in this life, the chance would come.

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At the moment, Dr. Han Dai wore a puzzled expression. As one of Dr. Wu Wenquan’s close friends, even he had never heard Dr. Wu boast about Ben Tun Tang to such an extent. Han Dai’s face turned incredulous as he thought to himself, Is Gao-Yuan exaggerating a bit too much?

The others in the room were equally stunned, blinking in disbelief.

"Resurrecting the dead?" Director Zhu chuckled. Only those truly experienced in medicine understood how far-fetched such claims were. Humans, after all, could not defy the heavens.

Yuan Hai glanced at Gao-Yuan with surprise.

Among the group, only Dean Li and Wang Hanzhang remained composed, having witnessed countless remarkable cases in their careers.

Elder Wan found Gao-Yuan's claims somewhat exaggerated but refrained from challenging him directly. Instead, he asked, "Are you saying this formula can cure this woman?"

Gao-Yuan nodded firmly. "Yes. This formula addresses the primary symptom of ‘qi surging upward.’ As Dr. Wu explained, when kidney yang is deficient, liver qi stagnates, and cold phlegm accumulates, the Chong meridian becomes unsettled, causing rebellious qi to surge upward—this is precisely the root of the patient’s condition.

"Furthermore, this formula’s warming and replenishing properties can address the deep-seated cold in the patient’s organs. Heavy use of Shan Yao nourishes and harmonizes the spleen, stomach, lungs, and kidneys. Shan Zhu Yu strengthens the liver and kidney, preventing qi dissipation.

"Supplemented with Zi Shi Ying and raw Long Gu and Mu Li, the formula stabilizes the Chong meridian and protects the Yuan Qi. Paired with Wu Zhu Yu and medicinal insects, it alleviates liver colds and spasms. The combined application of these herbs precisely targets the complexity of the patient’s condition, eliminating deep-seated cold, warming the center, and reversing rebellious qi. There is no condition this formula cannot effectively address."

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The group was stunned. Could a formula truly be this powerful? Gao-Yuan's glowing praise left them speechless.

Even Dr. Han Dai, who had long been familiar with the formula, seemed to be learning about it anew, his eyes wide with surprise.

Gao-Yuan held up the prescription and declared, "Prepare the medicine. I have full confidence it will work."

Since Gao-Yuan had practically praised the formula to the skies, there was no room left for objection. The staff quickly began preparing the medicine.

After hearing Gao-Yuan’s bold claim, Director Yuan Hai couldn’t help but feel intrigued. He approached Gao-Yuan and asked, "Dr. Gao, can this formula truly bring someone back from the brink of death?"

Gao-Yuan nodded earnestly. "When used appropriately, absolutely."

Yuan Hai’s eyes lit up. "Can it be promoted on a larger scale?"

Gao-Yuan replied, "It would be best to consult Dr. Wu Wenquan about that."

Yuan Hai then turned to Dr. Han Dai with an expectant smile.

Han Dai didn’t know whether to laugh or cry. He couldn’t help but wonder if Gao-Yuan bore some kind of grudge against Dr. Wu. Why else would he heap such overwhelming praise on the formula, practically setting Dr. Wu up for failure? But looking at Gao-Yuan’s serious expression, Han Dai felt it was unlikely to be an intentional ploy.

Yuan Hai didn’t press the matter with Han Dai just yet; he still wanted to see if the formula truly lived up to its reputation.

Meanwhile, others in the room whispered amongst themselves, debating whether the formula was as extraordinary as Gao-Yuan claimed.

Elder Wan also showed some doubt, silently analysing and contemplating the intricacies of the prescription.

Moments later, the patient’s condition began to worsen again. After a brief period of stability, she started convulsing, her earlier terrifying symptoms threatening to return.

"Doctor, doctor! Please come and take a look!" The patient’s husband frantically called for Gao-Yuan, no longer bothering with Director Zhu.

Gao-Yuan quickly stepped forward to examine the patient. "You didn’t anger her again, did you?"

The husband protested, "No! I’ve been agreeing with everything she says. In her condition, how could I dare upset her?"

The group’s expressions grew grave as they observed the patient’s worsening condition.

Gao-Yuan turned and asked, "Is the medicine ready?"

"Coming, coming!" A nurse hurriedly entered with the decoction.

Gao-Yuan instructed, "Quick, administer it!"

The patient’s husband, with the nurse’s help, carefully fed the medicine to his wife.

After placing the bowl down, the husband hesitated and asked, "Doctor… what you said earlier, is it true?"

Gao-Yuan nodded confidently.

The husband pressed on. "Then my wife... will she really be okay?"

Gao-Yuan smiled gently, signalling reassurance.

Seeing this, Director Yuan Hai had already sidled over to Han Dai's side.

Everyone else focused intently on the condition of the patient. Just as Gao-Yuan had said, the medicine was remarkably effective. The woman soon stopped convulsing, and the contorted expression on her face gradually eased. She began breathing slowly and steadily, no longer foaming at the mouth or showing signs of dizziness.

"Juan, Juan, are you feeling better?" The husband nervously approached her again.

"If you stop making me angry, I'll be fine," the woman managed to reply weakly.

The husband, overcome with joy, burst into tears. "I promise! I won't make you angry ever again!"

The woman, still frail, asked, "Can you work hard from now on and stop going fishing all the time?"

"Ah?" The husband hesitated and cautiously replied, "But...a true fisherman never comes home empty-handed."

The woman, annoyed, shut her eyes again.

Startled, the husband cried out, "No, no, no! I was just joking! I won’t go fishing anymore, ever again, not even in my next life!"

Hearing this, the woman slowly reopened her eyes.

Those nearby couldn’t help but laugh at the scene.

Gao-Yuan stepped forward and felt the woman’s pulse. Her hands and feet were warming up, and her symptoms were beginning to subside. He said, "Continue with two more doses to completely expel the pathogenic energy."

The onlookers were once again amazed by the immediate results.

Director Yuan Hai turned around and enthusiastically grabbed Han Dai's hand. "Comrade Han Dai, you must invite Doctor Wu Wenquan here. We all want to hear him share his experience with this Bentun Decoction! It’s incredible!"

Han Dai nearly burst into tears. He replied, "Director, this formula can’t actually bring people back from the dead."

Director Yuan Hai reproached him, "Oh, Han Dai, you’re being too modest! We all just witnessed it firsthand—how effective it is! The patient recovered almost instantly!"

Han Dai, with a bitter expression, said, "Even so, it’s not to the extent of reviving the dead."

Elder Wan chimed in to explain, "Director, this formula is indeed extraordinarily refined and works wonders for conditions like chronic cold, severe stagnation, and rebellious energy. But if someone is truly on the brink of death, not even this formula, let alone the gods themselves, could save them. You shouldn’t place too much hope on it, lest Doctor Wu Wenquan be frightened by such expectations."

Director Yuan Hai turned to look at Gao-Yuan.

Gao-Yuan replied earnestly, "When used appropriately, it does have the power to revive the dying."

The crowd fell silent. Revive the dying? Seriously?

Elder Wan shook his head, trying to smooth things over, only for Gao-Yuan to completely miss the subtle cue.

Director Yuan Hai was now thoroughly confused. So, does it work or not?

At that moment, a nurse rushed in, shouting urgently, "Director Zhu, please come outside immediately!"