"Sir, something has happened to Deputy Director Zhang."

Gao Ang had previously performed a minor surgery on Director Zhang, which repaired some of the dead cells in his body.

Director Zhang was perfectly fine for those few days and did not show any abnormalities.

But something was wrong today. He felt hot as soon as he woke up this morning, and even became irritable.

He once thought it was his own menopause, but as an excellent doctor, he did not notice any menopausal symptoms.

Could it be that spring has come again?

Early in the morning, after a wild time, his wife scolded him for being "shameless," and this didn't stop there.

It was only then that he realized there was something wrong with his health.

As the saying goes, a doctor cannot heal himself.

Director Zhang had to go to the hospital to register. After a series of examinations, there were no major abnormalities, except for accelerated metabolism and functional disorders of some organs and tissues, but all of them were within a controllable range.

"You call this 'within a controllable range'? I have organ dysfunction, you must be mistaken?"

Director Zhang launched into a barrage of questions at the doctor, without revealing his identity, as he also had his own concerns.

"It's not a big problem. Functional disorders are very common. Poor rest or excessive sexual activity can cause this. At your age, you should pay more attention to rest."

The attending physician, seeing his advanced age, patiently explained it to him.

Director Zhang didn't believe him. He knew his own body well; it was impossible for it to become disordered for no reason.

All that talk about not getting enough rest and overindulgence is utter nonsense.

Pointing to the attending physician, Director Zhang slunk back to his office at the Health Bureau.

After thinking it over, he called his good friend Liu Guoshou and asked him to come over and give him a personal diagnosis.

Guoshou, also known as "Guoshou," is a highly skilled practitioner with exceptional expertise in traditional Chinese medicine.

The reason I didn't seek his help at first was because I knew I couldn't heal myself.

The two were very close, and their emotional entanglements might have influenced Liu Guoshou's judgment.

But now that things have come to this point, Director Zhang has no choice but to turn to him.

In Director Zhang's rest room, Liu Guoshou gave him a detailed examination and diagnosis.

"Old Zhang, did you eat something you shouldn't have?"

As he packed up his tools, Liu Guoshou asked curiously.

"I didn't eat much. I just had a normal breakfast, lunch, and dinner. I don't drink or smoke, so why is this happening?"

Director Zhang straightened his clothes and got up to make tea for Liu Guoshou.

"Your situation is very similar to a 'last gasp before death'."

With a loud crash, the teapot and teacup in Director Zhang's hand fell to the ground.

Director Zhang stared blankly at Liu Guoshou, completely dumbfounded:

My hands were trembling, my lips were trembling, my face was pale, and my eyelids kept twitching...

"Look how scared you are. I said similar, not that it must be."

Liu Guoshou was taken aback for a moment, then quickly reassured his friend.

"Old Liu, don't try to fool me," Director Zhang said, ignoring the debris on the ground, staring intently into Liu Guoshou's eyes, and asked seriously, "Am I really not up to it?"

If it were someone else, he might think it was a joke, but when it comes from a big shot, it's basically a done deal.

"What are you thinking? It's all my fault, my fault."

As he spoke, Liu Guoshou lightly slapped himself a few times, not with much force, just to show Director Zhang.

“I mean, it’s very similar, but you’re in good health, Xiao Liu,” Liu Guoshou called out to the door, “Come and tidy up.”

After Xiao Liu cleaned up the room, the two sat down again, and Liu Guoshou explained his deduction to Director Zhang:

“You have excessive internal heat, but your internal organs are all functioning normally. I think the reason your organs are experiencing functional disorders is probably due to some external factors, which is why I asked you if you have eaten anything indiscriminately.”

The so-called "last gasp before death" is something you probably know what it means without me having to explain it further.

To put it simply, it's just the last command the brain gives when the patient's body can no longer sustain itself.

Western medicine has also offered scientific explanations for this, involving adrenaline and adenosine triphosphate, among others. These explanations are both correct and incorrect.

Ultimately, it's due to your own body. Old Zhang, you're not young anymore, and many of your organs have deteriorated. Not only do you know this, but your body is also aware of it.

Traditional Chinese medicine believes that the human body, like the universe, exists in a delicate balance and has its own inherent ecology.

As you get older, your organs degenerate and your cells begin to die; these are all normal.

However, you shouldn't force yourself to save certain organs or cells.

If you do that, you are disrupting this balance.

For example, imagine a group of elderly men in their seventies and eighties walking lazily together. Suddenly, one of them takes drugs, becomes very energetic, and pulls the others along as they start running.

On the surface, these old men did indeed run fast; you could tell from their appearance that they were very energetic, even very driven, right?

At this point, Liu Guoshou winked, making Director Zhang blush deeply, and said, "Get lost."

"Haha, they may run fast, but these old men have overlooked one problem: they are already old."

Under normal circumstances, they might have continued for another three to five years, but due to this interference from external forces, their potential has been exhausted, and they can only continue for another three to five days at most.

Liu Guoshou took the tea that Director Zhang handed him and took a sip.

"You mean, someone poisoned me?"

Director Zhang's eyes flickered as he began to consider the list of suspects.

"Poisoning? No, no, no, Lao Zhang, once you get involved with power, why are you so paranoid..."

Liu Guoshou shook his head and continued, "I just showed you the leftover. Its kidney function is very strong, its spleen is also very healthy, and its heartbeat is also very strong, but its stomach and lungs are quite weak..." Liu Guoshou played with the small porcelain cup, pondering the intricacies of the matter.

"This matches what I said before. Due to some unknown reason, your kidneys and other organs are very strong, trying to pull your body like a chariot running at full speed. However, your other organs can't keep up with this pace, resulting in a situation similar to a 'last gasp of energy'. In other words, either those abnormally healthy organs are weakened, or those weakened organs are made equally healthy, otherwise..."

Liu Guoshou didn't say what he meant next, but Director Zhang knew what he meant.

What is the result of a final burst of energy before death? It's nothing more than dying!

But he had absolutely no clue what to do. His meals were all inspected and prepared by the cafeteria staff.

No, only once did he eat food cooked by someone else...

But they wouldn't harm him, and there's no need for them to do so, for money?

They gave the shares to the Health Bureau with good intentions, and with Old Li as their powerful backer, they have a bright future ahead of them. They wouldn't be that stupid.

...

Qian Sui meticulously recounted the entire series of events that happened to Director Zhang, and even created a short animation about it.

Watching the animation on the screen and with Chitose explaining it to him, Gao Feng felt a little uneasy.

He genuinely meant well when he performed that minor, localized surgery on Director Zhang.

He was also afraid of causing major problems, so he only revived and recombined individual cells.

However, what was supposed to be a minor surgery turned into an accident for someone close to him, who was now facing a life-or-death crisis.

"Sir, you don't need to blame yourself. After all, your intentions were good, and there's still room for remediation. Director Zhang will be fine."

Chisui could sense Gao Gao's deep regret and immediately offered kind words of advice.

“I know there’s room for redemption, it just takes a bit of work, but you’re right, with great power comes great responsibility. I don’t even know what level my abilities are right now, and I don’t know if what I did in the past will really lead to a series of uncontrollable things, just as you said.”

Gao Ang was referring to the "butterfly effect," and he suddenly understood the meaning of the term.

He had only ever seen this term in textbooks or online before, but this time he deeply felt the terrifying power of the butterfly effect.

Just because he had that thought, Director Zhang was hospitalized more than ten days later;

Immediately following this, news of his hospitalization was reported, and the headline was particularly disgusting: "The executive deputy director of the Health Bureau, who is a strong advocate of traditional Chinese medicine, is suspected of having a rapidly deteriorating condition due to his refusal to accept Western medical treatment."

Then, the great online debate about traditional Chinese medicine and Western medicine was reignited.

Some patients even demanded refunds from Dong Sheng Health because they had used ROG products, including the newly launched Pear Blossom Ointment…

"The one who tied the knot must untie it; it seems I'll have to clean up this mess."

In just over five minutes, Gao Ang flew to Kyoto all by himself, hovering above the special care ward of the Health Bureau.

The most effective way to help Director Zhang recover his health as soon as possible is to remove the abnormal cells from his body.

However, Gao Feng has no intention of doing so.

After this period of growth, those cells have almost become part of Director Zhang's internal ecosystem.

If you rush to remove it, there might be other abnormalities.

Therefore, he simply weakened the function of these cells to the same level as the surrounding cells.

During the weakening process, he kept a close eye on every change in Director Zhang's body.

The process of weakening is like subtraction; if something is reduced here, something else will definitely increase.

In addition, the weakening energy provided by his full-force field means that Director Zhang's energy is overflowing.

If this overflowing energy cannot be properly managed, it will become another problem.

Just like when he performed artificial regeneration on those mice before, the wounds healed, but they still died because of this unknown energy, which is what is called "vital energy" in the traditional culture of the East.

Gao Feng also categorized vital energy as an unknown form of energy.

Under his observation, he did indeed notice several blurry things pulsating inside Director Zhang's body.

It's pulsating, not flowing.

Each pulsation impacts surrounding organs, tissues, or individual cells.

As these cells, tissues, or organs are impacted, they will also undergo some microscopic reactions.

This reaction may seem insignificant, but it does exist.

A thousand-mile dike can be destroyed by an ant hole. Gao Ang must find a way to get rid of these pulsating unknown energies, that is, vital energy.

Otherwise, if they keep crashing like this, Director Zhang will be finished.

But how could he get it out? He had no examples to refer to.

Asking Qian Sui was also useless. As for something as mysterious as primordial energy, even a biological intelligence that only learned about it online and experienced it firsthand was helpless.

Gao Ang forced himself to calm down, even though the intensive care unit was in chaos.

Because of his intervention, Director Zhang's heart rate and other vital signs began to drop, and at a rate that was visible to the naked eye, they dropped rapidly.

“Energy… Vital energy… Container… Full-force field energy… They all belong to energy, are there any similarities?… No, thermal energy is also energy, but vital energy and thermal energy are different…”

Gao Ang came up with a way to expel these chaotic vital energies from his body.

It means expelling this vital energy from Director Zhang's body through a certain outlet.

It could be a chrysanthemum, the mouth, or even other organs such as the ears and nose.

However, here's the problem: what will drive this vitality?

Even within his full-power field, he could only vaguely sense the presence of a few strands of vital energy.

He can't see it, and he can't touch it.

He also wondered if he could expel this vital energy from Director Zhang's body by squeezing his organs.

However, doing so would mean transferring a portion of the unknown energy of the full-force field into Director Zhang's body, which would essentially strengthen this harmful energy.

"Wait, my full-force field energy can be converted into vital energy?"

Gao Feng is very confident in this point, and believes it to be a true proposition, because the experiments on those rats have proven it.

"My energy can be converted into vital energy, does that mean I can also convert vital energy into full-force field energy?"

Imagination is beautiful, but reality is cruel.

Even though Gao Feng tried everything he could, he was unable to assimilate or absorb this vital energy.

However, it wasn't without results; at least he was able to "grasp" that vital energy.

It felt strange, like holding a soft, slippery lump in your hands.

If you're not careful, this vital energy will slip through your fingers, turning from one ball of energy into several.

If you wait a little longer, those scattered energies will regroup if they encounter a larger mass of energies, and continue to jump and collide.

"This is troublesome. There's no container available, so how can we expel all this wasted energy from Director Zhang's body?"

Soaring high in the sky, feeling exhilarated, I started to worry.

"Sir, you can do it this way..."

After hearing Qian Sui's words, Gao Ang was both amused and exasperated, but he had to admit that it was indeed a good idea.