Li Yundong returned to find the main hall in chaos, everyone flustered and helpless, with Li Xiaoxian sobbing hysterically over Shen Wancai.

Li Yundong frowned, a knowing smile playing on his lips. "Madam Li, if you keep clinging to President Shen and crying like this, even an immortal wouldn't be able to save him."

Li Xiaoxian immediately froze upon hearing this. She straightened up, looking at Li Yundong with a mixture of shock and fury, stammering, "Y-you, why are you back?"

The Third Concubine stepped forward, taking charge. She rushed to Li Xiaoxian and sharply rebuked her, "Move away! What are your true intentions?"

Li Xiaoxian jutted out her neck. "What intentions could I have? I just don't want this barefoot doctor to kill Old Shen!"

The Third Concubine trembled all over. "The Master doesn't even have a pulse anymore, and you're still thinking about that? I think you genuinely want to kill Old Shen, which is why you're obstructing him at every turn, aren't you!" With that, she shrieked at the crowd, "Look, everyone, if she weren't guilty, why would she be trying to stop Young Master Li from saving the Master?"

Li Xiaoxian felt a prick of guilt. Seeing the suspicious glances directed her way, she secretly thought: Too much time has passed; the Old Master's heart has long stopped. I'm afraid even a divine doctor like Li Yundong can't bring him back! Hmph...

She stood up, facing the Third Concubine without yielding, and snapped, "Am I that kind of person? I think you want to kill the Old Master, insisting on finding some barefoot doctor to treat him!"

The Third Concubine then lunged toward Shen Wancai, feeling for his pulse and then his chest. She no longer cared about arguing with Li Xiaoxian, but spoke to Li Yundong with a trembling voice, "Young Master Li, the Master... he, he has no pulse at all. After all this time, c-can he still be saved?"

Yin Mengfan, standing nearby, also urged anxiously, sweat dripping down her brow, "Li Yundong, save him quickly! Use, use that massage technique of yours!"

Li Xiaoxian, Shen You, and Rong Jun all scoffed upon hearing this. "Massaging someone back to life? What a joke!"

Li Yundong didn't even spare them a glance. He smiled confidently at the Third Concubine. "Of course he can be saved. President Shen hasn't been gone long; his soul is still within his body. How could he not be saved? Moreover, I already gave him a marvelous elixir earlier to prevent any mishaps, but sadly, he didn't swallow it, which resulted in this situation..."

Saying this, he flipped his wrist and produced a Nine-Revolution Jade Dew Pill. He smiled at Shen Hui, who was nearby. "Go fetch a cup of water, dissolve this in it, and give it to President Shen to drink."

When the others saw Li Yundong produce another dark-looking pill, they were all astonished, thinking to themselves: This is too reckless! What is that thing? Could he truly be one of those quack Mongolian doctors selling fake cures?

Although the Third Concubine viewed Li Yundong as her last hope, the sight of the black pill, seemingly rolled from mud, made her uneasy. She asked cautiously, "Young Master Li, this... this can really save someone?"

Li Yundong burst into laughter. "This thing is made from dragon liver and phoenix gall; how could it not save someone?"

Rong Jun sneered, "Dragon liver and phoenix gall? You're really getting into character!" He turned to Li Xiaoxian and said, "Aunt Shen, are you really going to let this fellow run wild?"

Li Yundong glanced at him, smiled faintly, and then said to Shen Hui at his side, "Hurry and fetch it to save him?"

Shen Hui snapped out of her daze, believing without question. She immediately snatched the Nine-Revolution Jade Dew Pill from Li Yundong's hand and rushed off. The Third Concubine knew that the arrow was already loosed from the bow; she had to take this chance, or the consequences later would be unbearable.

The Third Concubine fiercely snapped at Rong Jun, "Shut up! This isn't your place to speak. Whatever happens, I will take full responsibility!"

This statement instantly silenced Li Xiaoxian, who was about to speak up again to stir up trouble. She swallowed her words, crossed her arms, and watched the unfolding drama with a cold smile.

A short while later, Shen Hui rushed back, holding a cup of water and shouting, "I'm coming, I'm coming! The medicine is here!"

The crowd saw Shen Hui running with a transparent glass cup. Steaming vapor rose from the water, which was tinged green. Even before she reached them, a delightful fragrance wafted out.

They exclaimed in unison, "So fragrant! So fragrant!"

The Third Concubine, inhaling the scent, felt her heart immediately calm, as if her entire being had been cleared. She was startled, then said with great joy, "Could this truly be a miraculous elixir?"

Everyone else now stared wide-eyed at the cup of water in Shen Hui's hand, urging, "Hurry and give it to President Shen!"

"Okay!" Shen Hui quickly responded. She rushed to President Shen's side, about to pour the medicine in.

Li Yundong, standing nearby, cautioned, "It's scalding hot! Even if President Shen doesn't die from his illness, you might burn him to death!"

Shen Hui started, and her hand shook, splashing some of the water out. It splashed onto her hand, and her tender skin instantly let out a sharp cry of pain. The cup tilted, and the liquid inside was clearly about to spill entirely onto the floor.

A collective gasp went up from the crowd. Li Yundong, quick as lightning, flicked the cup upward with his toe, and as it rose, he smoothly reached out and caught it securely.

Li Yundong glanced at Su Chan, who had been watching him silently. He smiled slightly, wanting to show off a bit to these short-sighted people who looked down on him. He subtly channeled some of the Yin energy from his right kidney into the hand holding the cup. Instantly, a layer of frost began to form with a faint hissing sound on the surface of the cup.

The crowd was dumbstruck, eyes wide open, utterly speechless.

In the blink of an eye, the outside of the cup held a layer of ice. Li Yundong then tapped the exterior of the cup with his other hand. With a brittle cracking sound, the outer layer of frost shattered and fell to the ground, instantly dissipating into mist.

Li Yundong smiled and handed the cup to the stunned Shen Hui. "Be careful now, don't spill it. This is a life-saving divine elixir."

Shen Hui took the cup blankly, knelt beside Shen Wancai, and brought her face close to his. The Third Concubine carefully lifted Shen Wancai's head, opened his mouth, and Shen Hui began to slowly pour the liquid in, drop by drop.

However, Shen Wancai had already ceased breathing, his throat muscles stiff, making it impossible for him to swallow. The medicine pooled in his mouth, refusing to go down. The Third Concubine grew anxious and looked up at Li Yundong, asking, "Young Master Li, what do we do now?"

Li Yundong smiled faintly, squatted down, and gently pressed the Lianquan acupoint on Shen Wancai's throat. Instantly, all the liquid flowed down.

The onlookers breathed a collective sigh of relief, joyfully exclaiming, "He swallowed it! He swallowed it!"

Shen You and Li Xiaoxian felt a knot tighten in their stomachs. They exchanged a look, watching Shen Wancai with intense tension, terrified that he might suddenly spring back to life.

But as they watched, after swallowing the medicine, Shen Wancai showed absolutely no reaction; he remained just as he was.

The Third Concubine watched for a moment, then anxiously looked up at Li Yundong. "Young Master Li, why is there no reaction?"

Shen You and Li Xiaoxian secretly let out a huge breath of relief. Li Xiaoxian put on a show of pouring out tears and cried loudly, "Old Shen could have been saved! Now you all have truly killed him!"

The crowd, quick to believe hearsay, cried out in shock, "What? He's dead?"

The Third Concubine and Shen Hui also rushed in panic to check Shen Wancai's pulse, but there was still nothing. They both collapsed onto the ground like clay statues, their eyes filled with terror and despair.

Shen You immediately pointed at Li Yundong and roared angrily, "You murderer!"

Rong Jun, not to be left out, sneered coldly, "I told you long ago that this kind of barefoot doctor is unreliable! But no one would listen!"

Li Yundong watched the people on stage take turns performing their roles, and he couldn't help but laugh heartily. "How could the medicine work so quickly? It takes at least a day! However, if you want to see him wake up immediately, we need one more medicinal guide!"

The Third Concubine immediately jolted, as if her soul had returned to her body. She quickly pressed, "What medicinal guide?"

Li Yundong smiled gently. "Fresh West Lake lotus seeds!"

Rong Jun couldn't help but roar with laughter. "This is hilarious! Where on earth would you find fresh West Lake lotus seeds this season?"

Li Yundong smiled serenely. "If I say they exist, then they exist!" He then turned to Shen Hui and said, "Go fetch a basin, half-filled with water."

Shen Hui wiped the tears from her eyes, stood up instantly, rushed to the restroom to grab a red basin, filled it halfway with water, and ran back. She approached Li Yundong and pleaded, "Li Yundong, you must save the Old Master!"

Li Yundong accepted the basin with a smile and nodded. "Don't worry. With me here, he won't be able to die even if he wanted to!"

Saying this, Li Yundong took the basin, rolled up his sleeves, plunged his hand into the water, and spoke with a smile: "I'll go retrieve the fresh West Lake lotus seeds now. Everyone be patient and wait for me."

With that, he closed his eyes, and his Yang Spirit instantly departed, transforming into a streak of green light.

The attention of everyone was fixed on the water basin, so no one noticed the flash of green light behind Li Yundong.

For a moment, the hall fell completely silent. Everyone held their breath, staring intently at Li Yundong's basin, as if waiting to see where he would produce the fresh West Lake lotus seeds from.

Although Rong Jun didn't believe Li Yundong could conjure fresh West Lake lotus seeds out of thin air, he dared not provoke the public anger at this moment, so he just watched the scene with a cold smile.

But after waiting for one minute with no movement from Li Yundong, they patiently waited for five more. Yet Li Yundong remained perfectly still, as if he had fallen asleep.

At this point, impatience began to set in. Rong Jun sneered, "Playing tricks, what is he doing?"

The crowd started murmuring. The Third Concubine and Shen Hui were like ants on a hot pan, extremely anxious, wanting to urge Li Yundong on, yet afraid to do so.

Su Chan, knowing that Li Yundong was undergoing Yang Spirit Egress to fly to the bottom of West Lake for the seeds, shouted to the Third Concubine and Shen Hui, "Don't worry. If Yundong says he can save him, then he absolutely can!"

Seeing Su Chan's earnest conviction and confident demeanor, the Third Concubine and Shen Hui finally calmed down slightly. But after a few more minutes with Li Yundong still motionless, Li Xiaoxian lost patience. She shouted, "I knew this fellow was unreliable! Stop waiting, or Old Shen will truly be beyond saving!" She then pointed at the Third Concubine and hissed, "I think you are the one trying to kill Old Shen! It was still possible to take him to the hospital earlier, but after all this delay, even an immortal couldn't save him now!"

The Third Concubine hadn't expected Li Xiaoxian to seize the opportunity to turn the tables on her. Her face turned pale, utterly flustered. For a moment, she forgot to argue. Seeing the suspicious looks cast her way, her mind buzzed violently, and her body collapsed onto the floor as she began to weep in despair.

Just then, everyone suddenly heard a soft chuckle, and a gentle voice entered their ears clearly: "Why cry? Didn't I just return?"

The crowd instantly startled and turned to look. They saw Li Yundong smiling at them, his hand still resting in the water basin.

The Third Concubine jolted, scrambled to her feet, and looked at Li Yundong with hopeful eyes, stammering, "Young Master Li, you're back? The, the West Lake lotus seeds?"

Li Yundong lifted his hand from the basin and laughed, "They are right here!"

The crowd focused their gaze and saw Li Yundong holding a dark, mud-covered old root that resembled a thick vine. They were instantly dumbfounded, thinking: Is this a West Lake lotus seed? No way. Is he messing with us?

Rong Jun couldn't help but burst into roaring laughter. "If that's a West Lake lotus seed, then the bonsai tree in my house must be a thousand-year-old snow lotus! This is hilarious! You think this tree root can pass for a West Lake lotus seed to save a life? Don't kid me!"

Li Yundong wasn't angry. He smiled slightly and said, "If I say it is a West Lake lotus seed, then it is. If I say it can save a life, then it can save a life!"