Outside the sickroom, Murong Zhuang paced back and forth, his aged face filled with overwhelming excitement.
Liu Xuxing couldn't help but say, "Old Zhuang, why are you pacing around? Just sit down and calm yourself."
Murong Zhuang swallowed hard. "Second Young Master, it's not that I can't sit still, it's just that my heart is pounding with excitement!" he exclaimed. "I've practiced medicine for decades and have never seen anyone with such skill, achieving the legendary feat of bringing the dead back to life and growing flesh on bare bones. I thought it was a hopeless case, but that young man miraculously snatched a life from the jaws of death! Only after witnessing it tonight did I finally understand the saying: there is always a higher heaven beyond the heavens!"
