My master gave me a death mission: to go down the mountain and retrieve his granddaughter.

"Oh dear, miss, you need to be prepared. What I'm about to say might be very damaging to you. Your brother has had this genetic disease dormant for too long, and he hasn't received any treatment before. Now the disease has suddenly flared up, and the current situation is... his heart has stopped beating. If he had surgery immediately, it might still be possible, but now..."

Shen Beishan shook his head sadly at this point. Although he didn't say the rest of his sentence, the meaning was clear: the little boy was beyond saving.

"No, Mr. Shen, you're lying to me, aren't you? How could my brother just suddenly be gone? Waaah... Surgery, yes, Mr. Shen, there's a medical clinic at the airport. Can we go there right away for the surgery?"

"It's no use. Your brother won't make it to the operating table, and even if he did, it wouldn't be enough. Miss, you should just accept reality. Sigh..."

Shen Beishan patted the beautiful woman on the shoulder to comfort her, then shook his head helplessly and stood up.

"No... Xiao Hao, don't leave your sister. You're the only family I have left. How am I supposed to live if you leave me... Waaah..."

The beautiful woman held her younger brother helplessly and cried her heart out. The crowd was touched by the scene, and many people couldn't help but shed tears.

"That beautiful woman is so pitiful. Is there really no way to save her brother?"

"Even the renowned traditional Chinese medicine master, Elder Shen, said there was nothing that could be done. What else could be done? This beautiful lady could only accept this reality."

"It's so pitiful. This little boy was only three or four years old, and he left us like this. God is too cruel to this beautiful woman."

"Yes, a vibrant life was lost right before our eyes. It really is unpredictable."

Amid the murmurs of the onlookers, a magnetic voice interrupted their conversation.

"I can save your brother..."

As soon as the words were spoken, the scene fell silent again. Everyone looked in the direction of the sound, including the beautiful woman who was grieving. She stopped crying and turned her tear-filled eyes toward the source of the sound.

A young man wearing a faded, slightly retro white undershirt and carrying a worn-out backpack appeared in everyone's sight.

Although the man was dressed simply, his slightly youthful yet handsome face was striking.

"Young man, what did you just say?"

When Shen Beishan saw that the person who came was just a young man who hadn't even grown up yet, he thought he had misheard.

I said... I can save this little boy...

Indeed, the person who came was Su Muchen. He had already squeezed into the crowd of onlookers when Shen Beishan was taking the little boy's pulse.

Hearing the people around him praising this renowned traditional Chinese medicine doctor, Su Muchen assumed that Shen Beishan could cure the little boy, so he didn't intend to take action.

But to everyone's surprise, even Shen Beishan, who was being praised by everyone, was powerless to help. If the matter was delayed any longer, the little boy would really die.

"Saving a life is better than building a seven-story pagoda." Although Su Muchen is not a saint, even a normal person with flesh and blood cannot bear to see a vibrant life disappear before their eyes.

More importantly, Su Muchen could not bear to see such a beautiful woman crying so sadly in front of him. The beauty's cries were like sharp knives, constantly stabbing into Su Muchen's chest.

To prevent the beautiful woman from continuing to be heartbroken, and to ensure that this precious little life would not perish, Su Muchen finally took action.

"What did this young man say? He said he can save this little boy. Is he out of his mind?!"

"Ha, I think he's lost his mind. How could he say something like that? Is he trying to impress a beautiful woman so she'll remember him?"

"That's right. Even Elder Shen said there was nothing that could be done. How dare this greenhorn talk so big in front of Elder Shen? Isn't he afraid of angering Elder Shen?"

"I think he's some kind of lunatic who escaped from a mental hospital!"

Su Muchen heard every word of the doubts raised by the crowd. He could only smile wryly. He knew he was too young and naive. If he were in someone else's shoes, he wouldn't believe it either.

"Young man, don't talk big. This child has suffered cardiac arrest, and even I am powerless to help him. What makes you think you can do anything about it? It's normal for young people to like to show off, but some shows of interest come with consequences."

Shen Beishan was also dissatisfied with Su Muchen's words. He had been practicing medicine for decades and was recognized by the state as a "National Famous Doctor". He had determined that the little boy was beyond saving, and he did not believe that anyone could save him, let alone the young man who was making such a boast.

"Old man, just because you can't save him doesn't mean others can't. Doctors have the heart of a parent. What? As a renowned doctor, are you just going to watch a vibrant life slip away? Since you can't do it, then let me try!"

"you……"

Shen Beishan was speechless after being rebuked by Su Muchen. Although he wanted to refute, he really didn't know where to start.

Su Muchen is right. Since Shen Beishan is powerless to do anything about it, why not let someone else try? It's a last resort. Perhaps this young man in front of us really does have some tricks up his sleeve.

"Alright, young man, I hope you're not just talking the talk. If you don't have the ability, don't blame me for not showing you any mercy. Come on..."

After Shen Beishan finished speaking, he gave up his seat and stood aside, waiting to see how Su Muchen would come back to life in front of him.

"Sir, can you really save my brother?"

As soon as Su Muchen squatted down, the beautiful woman eagerly grabbed his hand, her eyes filled with pleading.

When Su Muchen made eye contact with the beautiful woman, he couldn't help but be stunned for two seconds. Although Su Muchen's strength made his composure incredibly stable, he was still a novice, and being in such close contact with a beautiful woman would inevitably affect him to some extent.

However, Su Muchen quickly came to his senses. He gently patted the hand that the beautiful woman was holding and gave her a reassuring look.

"Don't worry, beautiful lady. If I say I can save him, I definitely will. Alright, please move aside and don't get in my way while I'm saving your brother."

"Oh...okay..."

For some reason, the beautiful woman could feel that every move of the handsome man in front of her brought her a sense of security. It seemed that with him around, she didn't have to worry about her brother's illness at all, so she obediently stepped aside.

After the beautiful woman stepped aside, Su Muchen didn't linger any longer. He took off his backpack, took out a jade bottle, and poured out a pitch-black pill.

"What is this... could it be a pill?"

"A pill? You've been reading too many novels. Just this one unknown thing, don't let it kill someone."

"Go to hell! This little boy is already dead, how can he die from this? But this young man doesn't really think he can bring the dead back to life with this dark pill, does he?"

"Alright, everyone, stop talking about it and just watch quietly."

The crowd that had been mocking Su Muchen fell silent instantly when Shen Beishan waved his hand.

Su Muchen ignored the jeers of the crowd, helped the little boy sit up, then pried open the boy's mouth and stuffed the pill into it.

Then he placed his hand on the little boy's neck, channeled his internal energy into his hand, and guided the pill down the little boy's neck until it reached the little boy's chest. Only then did he release his hand and lay the little boy back down on the ground.

"That's it? I haven't seen any change in the child!"

"Tch, I thought this kid really had some skills, but he's just putting on a show."

Su Muchen's actions were met with another round of mocking laughter from the crowd.

"Sir, my brother..."

The beautiful woman was about to step forward to ask a question when Su Muchen raised his hand to stop her.

"No rush, it's not over yet..."