Song Anran's expression changed drastically upon hearing this, and she tugged at Chen Xiao's sleeve.

"Chen Xiao, what are you saying? Dean Hao is getting on in years, don't joke with him!"

As she spoke, Song Anran desperately winked at Chen Xiao, signaling him to follow her lead.

However, Chen Xiao acted as if he didn't see it, and said with a straight face, "I'm not joking."

Dean Hao's face darkened, and he snorted with displeasure.

The good impression Chen Xiao had just made on him vanished without a trace.

"Young man, you're just trying to gain attention!"

"If you can't translate it, just say you can't. Why make such a despicable excuse?"

"This *Bicao Jinfang* (Golden Herbal Formula) was written by the famous doctor Bian Que. It has existed since ancient times and has been passed down for over a thousand years. What qualifications do you, an inexperienced kid, have to say there's something wrong with it!"

Chen Xiao remained calm and said lightly, "Does the fact that something has existed since ancient times necessarily mean it's correct?"

"You..."

Dean Hao's face turned red, and he was so angry that he was about to have a stroke.

He pointed at Song Anran and angrily questioned, "Director Song, is this the doctor you specially recruited? Is this the promising young man you spoke of?"

"If his medical skills are lacking, he can learn, but if his character is bad, there's no saving him!"

Song Anran glared at Chen Xiao fiercely.

"Chen Xiao, why don't you apologize to Dean Hao?"

She was furious. She had tried to persuade him with all her heart, but he had ignored her!

The ungrateful fellow was truly hateful!

Chen Xiao stubbornly refused to speak.

Dean Hao grunted and turned his head away.

"Director Song, let him leave. I don't want to see him in the hospital again!"

Song Anran sighed. Dean Hao had spoken so bluntly that there was no room for reconciliation.

Seeing that Chen Xiao didn't seem to want to leave, she felt a burst of annoyance.

"What are you still standing there for? Dean Hao told you to leave, didn't you hear him?"

Chen Xiao still didn't leave, but slowly said, "Dean Hao, when you read this book yourself, didn't you feel that something was wrong with it?"

"Don't you feel a sense of incompleteness and disorder?"

Dean Hao was stunned for a moment.

Because he did have that feeling.

"So what if I do? If I can't understand it, it only means my level is not high enough!"

"Are you suggesting that your medical skills are better than Master Bian Que's? That's ridiculous!"

Dean Hao glanced at Chen Xiao, his eyes full of contempt.

Chen Xiao felt helpless. He realized he couldn't reason with him.

With no other choice, he grabbed a pen and opened the *Bicao Jinfang*.

Then, he began to write and draw on it with great flourish.

Dean Hao was furious and jumped onto the desk to grab Chen Xiao.

"Boy, you're so audacious!"

"Just because you can't understand an ancient book, you want to destroy it? You little…"

Song Anran was also anxious. "Chen Xiao, what are you doing? Stop it now!"

But then Dean Hao suddenly shouted, "Wait, Director Song, let him continue writing!"

Song Anran was taken aback.

Looking at Dean Hao again, he was kneeling on the desk, watching Chen Xiao 'desecrate' the *Bicao Jinfang* with rapt attention.

His eyes were shining, as if he had suddenly understood something.

"So that's it, so that's it!"

Dean Hao murmured as if he were in a trance.

"This kid was right, there really is something wrong with this *Bicao Jinfang*!"

What?!

Song Anran looked at the scene in disbelief.

She saw Chen Xiao calmly scribbling on the ancient book, full of confidence.

And Dean Hao's expression changed wonderfully.

From initial anger to shock, then to sudden understanding, and finally to disbelief.

In his disbelief, there was even a hint of admiration and worship.

"So the prescription here is missing an ingredient! No wonder I always felt something was wrong!"

"Yes, yes, with this Bai Zhi (angelica root) added, everything makes sense! Haha, wonderful, wonderful!"

"So the order of the text should be reversed here, alas! Why didn't I think of that?"

……

Dean Hao's face was flushed with excitement, sometimes laughing heartily, sometimes regretting and slapping the table.

The changes in his emotions were as great as those of a three-year-old child.

Song Anran was dumbfounded. "Dean Hao, is he going crazy?"

But Chen Xiao remained expressionless, continuing to scribble on the ancient book, as if he were in a deserted place.

After half an hour, Chen Xiao finally put down his pen and closed the ancient book.

"Do you believe me now?"

"I believe you, I believe you, Chen Xiao, no, how can I be qualified to call you by your name, I should call you Master Chen!"

Song Anran looked bewildered.

Just now, Dean Hao had been gnashing his teeth at Chen Xiao, but how could he have become so respectful and worshipful in the blink of an eye?

"Dean Hao, Chen Xiao, what exactly is going on?"

Dean Hao laughed heartily. "Director Song, you've brought a treasure to our hospital this time. This Master Chen is truly a divine being!"

Song Anran was still confused and didn't understand.

Dean Hao said, "Master Chen is right, there is indeed something wrong with this *Bicao Jinfang*. Not only is some of the content missing, but the text in some places is even reversed."

"Master Chen not only corrected the reversed text but also filled in the missing content in the *Bicao Jinfang*!"

"Such attainments can only be achieved by a master of traditional Chinese medicine. I, the old man, am inferior!"

Song Anran looked at Chen Xiao in disbelief.

She only thought that Chen Xiao's constitution was different from ordinary people, but she never thought that he would have such superb medical skills.

Recruiting him into the hospital was just a lucky coincidence.

"Chen Xiao, is he really that amazing?"

She still couldn't believe it.

Dean Hao pondered for a moment, then judged, "Master Chen can be called the greatest master of traditional Chinese medicine of this era. Just the act of correcting and completing this *Bicao Jinfang* will have immeasurable benefits for traditional Chinese medicine!"

"For at least fifty years, no one in the field of traditional Chinese medicine has made a greater contribution than him!"

Song Anran was dumbfounded. Had she witnessed history by accident?

And Chen Xiao created history without even using an hour?

Chen Xiao appeared calm on the surface, but he was secretly laughing inside.

In fact, it wasn't as miraculous as Dean Hao said.

The more he boasted about how awesome Chen Xiao's actions were, the more it showed how weak the inheritance of traditional Chinese medicine was in this era.

At this moment, Dean Hao suddenly remembered something and hurriedly grabbed the *Bicao Jinfang* and began to flip through it.

As he flipped through it, his eyes lit up, and he shouted, "There's hope, there's hope, Director Song, that patient in ward five, there's hope for him!"

Song Anran looked shocked. "Dean Hao, are you talking about the vegetative person who suffered brain death due to hypothermia?"

"No way? Dean Hao!"

"That patient has been lying in ward five for three years, with no signs of improvement. Even his family has given up on treatment!"

Dean Hao pointed to the ancient book, his fingers trembling slightly.

"There was indeed no way before, but now that Master Chen has completed the 'Soul Returns' prescription, I will definitely be able to wake him up!"