Chinese Medicine: Starting with Daily Intelligence-Chapter 242: I Made It

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Sun Qingshuang thought his eyes were playing tricks on him. He rubbed his bloodshot eyes forcefully and stared, unblinking, at his daughter's face.

Immediately after, the fluttering grew faster and more pronounced!

Then, after her eyelids struggled and twitched several times, those eyes, shut tight for nearly two months, finally, slowly, so slowly, opened into a tiny slit!

A glimmer of light, a mixture of haze, confusion, and strangeness, shone out from that slit and re-entered the world.

"Hai... Haiqing?"

Sun Qingshuang's voice was filled with stunned joy.

He reached out but didn't dare touch his daughter.

He was afraid that everything before him was just an illusion, too good to be true.

Hearing his call, Sun Haiqing's eyes moved with great difficulty, as if searching for the source of the sound.

Her lips quivered, and an extremely faint syllable escaped her throat.

"Dad..."

Though so faint it was barely audible, that single word struck Sun Qingshuang like a thunderbolt!

"Honey! Honey! Come quick! Haiqing's awake! Our daughter's awake!"

He could no longer contain his emotions and shouted frantically toward the adjacent break room.

He was so overwhelmed with emotion

that his shouts turned into sobs.

His sobs contained all the pain, anguish, and despair of the past two months, mixed with a joy so profound it was beyond words!

The entire hospital ward was stirred by the commotion.

Sun Qingshuang's wife, along with the on-duty doctors and nurses, all rushed into the room.

When they saw Sun Haiqing's eyes—listless, but undeniably open—everyone was utterly stunned by the scene, which could only be described as a miracle.

The Sun Qingshuangs knelt by the hospital bed, heads in their hands, crying like a pair of children.

Eventually, a duty nurse had to comfort the couple, reminding them that the patient needed to rest.

Only then did Sun Qingshuang manage to compose himself and move to the adjacent break room.

A nurse stood guard for the remainder of the night.

「The next morning」

Professor Gao, having heard the news, rushed to the ward first thing.

He performed a comprehensive and detailed examination on Sun Haiqing.

The results were extremely encouraging.

"She's recovered!" Professor Gao announced to the Sun Qingshuangs, holding up the test results. "The patient's brainwave activity has returned to normal, and all her neurological reflexes are present. Her body is still weak and her consciousness a bit hazy from being bedridden for so long, but that's just a matter of time! She's completely out of danger. She was on the brink of death, and she's been forcefully pulled back!"

"From now on, all we need is routine rehabilitation therapy and nutritional support. It won't be long before the patient can stand up again and return to a normal life!"

"Thank you! Thank you, Professor Gao!" The Sun Qingshuangs bowed deeply to Professor Gao.

"Don't thank me. I can't take credit for this."

Professor Gao quickly helped them up. "The real saviors were those three An Gong Bezoar Pills you brought. Mr. Sun, forgive my forwardness, but as a doctor, I'm incredibly curious about those three doses of Divine Medicine. Could you possibly tell me which master craftsman produced them?"

"Well..."

Faced with Professor Gao's inquisitive gaze, Sun Qingshuang felt torn.

Professor Gao was now his daughter's attending physician. Logically, Sun Qingshuang shouldn't hide anything from him.

However, when his brother Sun Qingli had given him the medicine, he had emphatically warned him not to reveal its origins to anyone, lest it bring unnecessary trouble to the master who made it.

Torn between the attending physician and his brother's solemn request, Sun Qingshuang was caught in a dilemma.

He hesitated for a long while before saying apologetically to Professor Gao, "Professor Gao, I'm truly sorry. This medicine... my brother had to call in a massive favor to get it. As for the master... my brother wouldn't say much about him. How about this... I'll call my brother again and ask if he's willing to disclose anything."

"Of course, of course, no hurry." Professor Gao, realizing he had been a bit abrupt, waved his hand. "It was presumptuous of me."

'It then dawned on him.'

'The high efficacy of the three An Gong Bezoar Pills meant the ingredients had to be of the highest quality.'

'They couldn't have been made with the Buffalo Horn concentrate used by places like Tongren Hall.'

'They must have been made with Natural Rhino Horn.'

'That stuff is banned nowadays.'

'No one would readily share that information with a stranger.'

Sun Qingshuang walked outside the ward, dialed his brother Sun Qingli's number, and explained that Professor Gao wanted to meet the master who made the medicine.

"Brother, calm down, and don't make any promises to Professor Gao," Sun Qingli instructed from the other end of the line. "This isn't my call to make. I have to ask."

After hanging up, Sun Qingli quickly dialed Ding Aiguo's cell phone.

"Old Ding, I have to trouble you with something. Professor Gao at the Provincial Hospital of Traditional Chinese Medicine—Haiqing's attending physician—he witnessed the medicine's divine effect and now wants to meet the person who made it..."

"Ah?"

Ding Aiguo fell into contemplative silence after hearing this.

'He knew Professor Gao Guanghui and Li Xu were acquainted—they even had a decent relationship. Logically, there should be no harm in telling him. But Ding Aiguo was a prudent man who never made decisions on behalf of others, especially for a matter of this magnitude, involving banned substances like Rhino Horn. These days, many people seemed friendly on the surface, but backstabbing was all too common.'

He decided to ask for Li Xu's opinion.

Hanging up, Ding Aiguo immediately dialed Li Xu's number.

"Doctor Li, there's something I need to talk to you about..."

Ding Aiguo briefly recounted the whole affair and finally asked, "So, what do you think is the best way to respond to Professor Gao?"

On the other end of the line, Li Xu couldn't help but laugh after hearing the story.

'I never thought the medicine I made would cause such a stir with Professor Gao after taking such a roundabout journey.'

"Chairman Ding, you don't need to worry about this." Li Xu said with a relaxed laugh. "Leave it to me to handle."

...

Meanwhile, in an office at the Provincial Hospital of Traditional Chinese Medicine. 𝚏𝕣𝕖𝚎𝚠𝚎𝚋𝚗𝐨𝐯𝕖𝕝.𝕔𝐨𝕞

Professor Gao Guanghui was buried in a thick pile of medical literature, preparing for his next important research project.

The cell phone on his desk suddenly rang.

He put down the literature, glanced at the caller ID, and a gentle smile appeared on his face.

"Hey, Li Xu. You're a busy man. What made you find the time to call me?"

Gao Guanghui answered the phone with a laugh, his tone as warm as if he were talking to a nephew.

"Professor Gao, I hope I'm not disturbing your work."

"Haha, it's rare for you to call. I'd have to take it no matter how busy I was." Gao Guanghui leaned back in his chair, in a good mood. "So, did you run into some difficult case you want to discuss with this old man?"

"Not exactly," Li Xu chuckled on the other end, then his tone shifted. "Professor Gao, I'm calling to tell you something. That patient you've been treating recently, Sun Haiqing... the three An Gong Bezoar Pills she took... I'm the one who made them."