Less than two hours later, Hou Li and Lu Zhiyou met again at Xiaoshan International Airport.

They didn't dare to delay for a moment and immediately booked the earliest flight to Kyoto.

Both of them were relaxed. Lu Zhiyou was happy for Old Li, and Hou Li was glad for himself.

However, the thought of that poor woodpecker always sends a chill down their spines.

The Wu family, nestled in a rural village on the edge of the mountains, was definitely not an ordinary family.

...

At 3 p.m., the plane took off on time. Hou Li had booked the ticket, a first-class ticket.

Lu Zhiyou examined the Rejuvenating Ointment in the small jade bottle again and again. The semi-liquid ointment contained only about 50 milliliters, enough to cover General Li's entire body if applied carefully.

The black ointment was crystal clear, and paired with the exquisitely crafted little jade bottle, it looked like an elixir of immortality obtained from a fairy island.

While Lu Zhiyou was observing, Hou Li was also watching. The two of them looked at each other like appraising treasures for two hours until the plane arrived at Terminal 3 of Kyoto International Airport.

As soon as he got off the plane and turned on his phone, Lu Zhiyou found 19 missed calls, all from his father, Lu Hanlin.

Just as he was about to return the call, his phone rang, and the caller ID showed it was Lu Hanlin.

As soon as Lu Zhiyou answered the call, Lu Hanlin's anxious voice came through.

"Zhiyou, have you arrived yet? Did you bring your medicine?"

"We've arrived. We're at the airport. The medicine is with me," Lu Zhiyou replied.

"Hurry to the Li residence, Old Master Li is dying!"

Lu Zhiyou exclaimed in surprise, "Didn't you say there was still a year left? How could it have deteriorated so quickly? Dad, don't worry, I'm coming right away." He then hung up the phone.

Although Hou Li didn't hear Lu Hanlin's voice, he clearly heard Lu Zhiyou's words and could roughly guess what had happened.

He made a phone call before Lu Zhiyou could even hang up.

"Hello, this is Hou Li. We're at the arrivals gate..."

Two minutes later, a Mercedes-Benz pulled up beside them.

Hou Li went up and pulled the driver out, while Lu Zhiyou sat directly in the passenger seat.

"Wuwu~"

The accelerator was floored, the engine roared, and the Mercedes roared off the track.

Throughout the journey, Hou Li never let go of the accelerator.

Relying on his skillful driving techniques from his youth, he ran several red lights and brought the Mercedes to a steady stop in less than a third of the usual time at the entrance of the Li residence.

When the guards at the post saw the Mercedes-Benz, they even raised their guns.

The two people in the car were extremely anxious and tried to force their way in despite the guards' attempts to stop them. Fortunately, Lu Hanlin had just received a call from his son and was waiting outside.

He thought he would have to wait at least 20 minutes, but they had already arrived. He saw several guards twisting Hou Li and his son's arms behind their backs.

"stop!"

"Let them in quickly! They're here to save Old Li's life!"

...

Li Hongguang's room had long been converted into an advanced intensive care unit, and even some surgical procedures could be performed in the sterile room next door.

The old man lay on the bed, his face pale, his breathing barely perceptible.

Li Youbo and Li Shengyao's wife were by his side.

Several medical experts were outside the door, discussing and debating as they looked at the analysis tables on the instruments, while Li Shengyao listened silently to them.

Professor Chen Gang, an orthopedic specialist and a leading expert on bone diseases in China, was loudly proclaiming his views.

"He must be sent to Kyoto Hospital immediately for radiation therapy, followed by bone drilling injections using the newly developed European CH2 injection. It will be too late if we delay any longer."

“But Kyoto Hospital doesn’t have CH2 in stock, so it has to be shipped from Europe, which takes too much time,” an elderly man from Kyoto Hospital’s orthopedics department questioned.

"But it's more dangerous for Elder Li to stay here. Even without CH2, we can still proceed with chemotherapy!"

The expert invited from Shanghai asked hesitantly, "The allergic reaction rate to CH2 is as high as 60%. Do we really need to use it?"

"Is there any other way?"

Li Shengyao paced back and forth impatiently: "Then send him to the hospital first. I'll send someone to expedite the delivery of the CH2 injection through diplomatic channels."

Just then, Lu Hanlin arrived with Hou Li and Lu Zhiyou.

The argument had been quite intense, and Lu Zhiyou had heard it as soon as he entered. Now that he saw them trying to move Li Hongguang, he didn't care about anything else and immediately shouted.

"Don't touch him! Don't touch Old Li!"

The group looked at the newcomer with surprise.

Upon seeing the newcomer, Li Shengyao exclaimed with delight, "Zhiyou, you're here! Is what you told Uncle Lu on the phone true?"

Lu Zhiyou took out a small rectangular wooden box from his pocket: "The medicine is inside."

"Then hurry up and let Father use it." Li Shengyao stepped forward, grabbed Lu Zhiyou, and tried to lead him into the room.

"Wait a minute." Chen Gang stopped Lu Zhiyou, who was about to enter Old Li's room.

"General Li, what medicine do you plan to give Old Master Li?"

Lu Zhiyou opened the wooden box, revealing a delicate little jade bottle inside.

"This is it. It's called Rejuvenating Ointment. Old Master Bai said that as long as there's still a breath left, applying it to the body can bring a person back to life."

Chen Gang was looking at the ointment in the jade bottle when he heard this explanation and immediately became angry.

"Ridiculous! You're playing with Old Li's life!"

He turned to look at Li Shengyao: "General Li, have you ever seen this kind of medicine? Do you believe that such a medicine exists in the world?"

"And you, Lu Zhiyou, a top student from medical school, don't you know the rigor of medicine? Randomly applying irritating drugs will only make things worse for Elder Li!"

"The only hope of saving Old Li is chemotherapy followed by intraosseous injection of CH2. We don't have time to waste on the charlatan tricks of quacks."

Chen Gang spoke with righteous indignation, and other experts also sided with him.

Li Shengyao also hesitated, his eyes filled with questioning and scrutiny as he looked at Lu Zhiyou. Even a tough soldier like him couldn't help but waver when faced with the life-or-death situation of his beloved father.

Lu Hanlin looked at Lu Zhiyou with a questioning expression: "Zhiyou, have you personally witnessed the effects of this medicine? You said you saw your patient recover remarkably quickly, but did you really see him using this medicine?"

Lu Zhiyou was so anxious he could barely speak: "Dad, even you don't believe me! Would I really want to harm Old Master Li?"

“You don’t need it, but what about the others?” Chen Gang blurted out again: “You’re guaranteeing that the person who gave you the medicine didn’t have ulterior motives? I, Chen, have been practicing medicine for forty years, and I’ve been involved in both Chinese and Western medicine theories. I’ve never heard of such a medicine before. It’s simply a fantasy.”

Hou Li could only watch anxiously, stamping his feet and grabbing his hair, wanting to speak several times but not daring to.

...

The argument outside the room continued. Lu Zhiyou was not Zhuge Liang after all, and could not debate with the scholars. For a time, he was speechless.

Inside the room, Li Hongguang's breathing suddenly became rapid, and his face flushed an unusual red.

"Heh..."

Li Youbo grabbed his grandfather's hand and cried out, "Grandpa, what's wrong? Grandpa..."

His mother immediately pressed the button by the bedside.

The beeping sound outside the room alerted everyone to the critical condition of the patient inside.

Chen Gang shouted anxiously, "No, there's no time! We have to get to the hospital right away and give Old Li a heart stimulant!"