The old woman, who had been dead for half an hour, was brought back to life. This stunned everyone present, including the police officers maintaining order at the scene—they were so shocked that they almost forgot their duties.
The crowd, which had been whipped up into anger, gradually calmed down. In everyone’s eyes now, there was only embarrassment and a deep admiration for Traditional Chinese Medicine.
At the same time, everyone was intensely curious: Had the dead woman truly come back to life? What was her actual physical condition? Surely they hadn’t used some kind of magic trick, had they?
This was far more thrilling and spectacular than any magician’s “disappearing person” act.
The many media reporters on-site were momentarily dumbfounded, unsure of how to cover the story.
To be honest, these journalists had rushed to the scene with at least some degree of behind-the-scenes prompting. Their main purpose today had been to highlight the shortcomings of Chinese medicine, not to sing its praises. They were supposed to present the most ridiculous side of TCM to the public.
So earlier, when Jiang Fei and Cui Xiuping were trying to resuscitate a dead person, most of the reporters were privately delighted. They thought this assignment was far too easy—they’d never seen anyone so willing to play along with their narrative.
It was practically a ready-made farce, needing no embellishment whatsoever.
Who could have guessed that, in just a few short minutes, Jiang Fei would turn them into the laughingstock instead? No matter how clever these journalists were, no matter how silver-tongued, no matter how accustomed they were to twisting the truth and blurring right and wrong, this time they were completely stumped.
Silence, or changing the subject, was their best option.
Unfortunately, they had been doing live broadcasts earlier to better showcase the absurdity and unreliability of TCM, capturing every detail without missing a beat. Every viewer at home had seen everything clearly and knew exactly what had happened.
Now that the person who was supposed to have been “dead” for half an hour had come back to life, that was the undeniable proof right there. The public had eyes—even if the reporters said nothing, people could still tell right from wrong.
Such a major incident didn’t just stir up the general public. Under Prince Charles’s authorization, the Commissioner of the London Metropolitan Police personally arrived at the scene, bringing along a large contingent of officers for backup, worried that if the crowd grew too agitated, they wouldn’t be able to keep things under control.
But the Commissioner was in for a surprise when he got there—the situation had taken a dramatic turn. Unlike his expectations of chaos and disorder, not a single citizen was attacking the TCM delegation. Instead, it looked more like an awards ceremony, with everyone marveling at the incredible achievements of Chinese medicine. There was nothing left for him to do.
He even noticed a few stunning blonde women with great figures casting flirtatious glances at Jiang Fei and Cui Xiuping, the two young Chinese doctors, looking utterly smitten.
Shortly after the Commissioner arrived, the ambulance finally showed up—better late than never.
Though the patient was already stable, having returned from the brink of death, that didn’t leave them with nothing to do. The paramedics conducted on-site examinations and preliminary checkups on the old woman who had briefly died.
Their conclusion was that the old woman had genuinely come back to life.
Moreover, according to their instruments, she had indeed been in a state of “death” for a period of time—her bodily functions showed clear signs of having temporarily stopped working.
This confirmed that the whole affair was not some act staged by the TCM delegation and the old woman together; it was a genuine case of resurrection.
This report finally erased the last shreds of doubt lingering in some people’s minds. Now, everyone fully believed that Chinese medicine was a truly miraculous form of healing.
Of course, although the old woman had been brought back, her original chronic conditions weren’t cured overnight. Those still remained. So she was taken back to the hospital in the ambulance for further observation and treatment.
Clap, clap, clap, clap, clap—
As the ambulance drove off, the crowd didn’t disperse. Every single person looked at Jiang Fei and the other members of the TCM delegation with shining eyes, and began applauding spontaneously. The thunderous applause went on and on, refusing to die down.
Many people were immediately moved, wanting to step forward and ask Jiang Fei and his colleagues for medical consultations or prescriptions.
“Looks like people abroad aren’t all that different from folks back home,” Jiang Fei said with a smile to Lin Moli beside him. “The moment they see a miracle doctor, they forget all about manners and just swarm over asking for help.”
Jiang Fei hadn’t seen a scene like this in a long time.
The last time something similar happened was back when he was still running his tiny clinic, and Lin Moli was just a cashier there. Whenever he successfully treated a patient with a severe condition that big hospitals had given up on, the onlookers would be utterly stunned—and whether they were sick or not, they’d all want him to take a look at them.
Lin Moli shot Jiang Fei a glare, but there was no hiding the joy and pride in her eyes.
Having long since become a formidable CEO, seeing her man so capable and so admired by others gave her a sense of satisfaction even greater than dominating the business world.
“Aren’t you going to take advantage of this opportunity?” Lin Moli asked with a light laugh.
Jiang Fei paused for a moment, then quickly caught on. He raised an eyebrow and said, “Sharp as always. No wonder you’ve been running our Jiang’s Pharmaceutical Company so well.”
Turning around, Jiang Fei stepped forward a few paces, cleared his throat, and announced to the crowd: “Everyone, please don’t crowd. Today, due to the limited conditions here—this is a public transportation area, and we can’t have people congesting the space for too long—we can’t offer individual consultations. However…”
“If any of you are interested in Chinese medicine, think it has value, and are willing to trust it, feel free to come to the Royal College of Medicine the day after tomorrow. Our entire TCM delegation will be there, offering consultations for three full days!”
Exactly.
Today, Chinese medicine had narrowly escaped disaster—a major crisis averted. And to top it off, it had turned misfortune into a blessing, leaving a deep impression on everyone there. Since the TCM delegation was scheduled to hold consultations at the Royal College two days later, Jiang Fei naturally seized the chance to do some advertising.
This way, they wouldn’t have to worry about a lack of patients showing up.
Sure enough, hearing Jiang Fei’s words, many people immediately said they would definitely come see the TCM doctors the day after tomorrow, and that they would also let their friends and relatives suffering from hard-to-treat conditions know to give it a try.
Watching this scene unfold, the person with the sourest expression was undoubtedly Royal Hospital Director Clayderman. He had originally thought this was a golden opportunity to prevent the TCM delegation from ever setting foot in the Royal Hospital for consultations.
Now it seemed the TCM delegation would not only be allowed in, but might even boost the hospital’s business…
Director Clayderman turned on his heel and stormed off, unwilling to stay a moment longer.
As for College Dean Capon, after his initial awkwardness, he took the initiative to walk up and greet them: “Jiang Fei, truly remarkable! Absolutely remarkable!”
Jiang Fei recognized the newcomer and didn’t act dismissively. He replied with a smile, “Dean Capon, what a coincidence to run into you here.”
“I happened to pass by and saw this huge crowd, so I came over to check it out,” Capon said with a smile. Then, with great curiosity, he asked, “What exactly happened just now? It’s incredible—how did you bring someone back to life after half an hour of death? This completely defies scientific theory!”
Jiang Fei smiled faintly and said, “Dean Capon, have you ever heard of the concept of ‘false death with true life’…”
Jiang Fei briefly explained the sequence of events to the dean. After hearing it, Capon was even more astounded, praising TCM to the skies, and firmly resolved to study it more deeply.
In fact, he even began to wonder in his heart whether he should consider establishing a dedicated department for Traditional Chinese Medicine at the Royal College.
