Chapter 665: Proof

Chapter 665: Chapter 665: Proof

Liu Shaohua was incredibly excited. "Doctor, is it true? I have teeth now?"

"Yes. While it’s still just a tooth germ, it has already formed. As long as it continues to develop, it will erupt in a few months."

The good news kept pouring in.

One, two, three...

As the X-rays were read out one by one, cheers erupted throughout the R&D center.

The final tally: out of 30 volunteers, 27 showed clear signs of tooth germ regeneration within their alveolar bones.

An efficacy rate as high as 90%.

Although the remaining three didn’t have obvious tooth germs, their alveolar bone density had increased significantly, and their gum recession had greatly improved.

It was nothing short of a medical miracle.

Ding Kaifang held the statistical report, his hands trembling with excitement.

He immediately called Li Xu. "Doctor Li, it’s miraculous! A 90% efficacy rate—that’s simply heaven-defying."

"Now, let’s see who still dares to question us."

Li Xu smiled faintly. "It’s within my expectations. Since the data is out, let’s announce it. Let the facts speak for themselves and silence the doubters."

...

That afternoon, Ding’s Pharmaceutical Factory held a press conference.

Not only did they release the detailed clinical trial data, but they also directly displayed the volunteers’ before-and-after X-rays and even invited a third-party notary agency to provide on-site certification.

The evidence was ironclad.

Public opinion instantly erupted!

"Holy crap! You can really grow new teeth?"

"They’ve got pictures to prove it! The haters have nothing to say now, right?"

"So awesome! Long live Traditional Chinese Medicine, long live Li Xu!"

"I want to buy it! How much is it? I’m not getting implants anymore, I want to take this medicine!"

The entire internet was in an uproar.

All the previous voices of ridicule and doubt vanished in an instant before the authentic X-rays.

In their place was a frenzy of adoration and worship.

Immediately after, the phone lines at Ding’s Pharmaceutical Factory were ringing off the hook.

Not only did major domestic hospitals and dental chains send representatives to seek partnerships, but even some foreign pharmaceutical giants sent inquiries, hoping to purchase the patent or distribution rights.

Dean Song from the City Hospital of Traditional Chinese Medicine was one of the first to find Li Xu.

"Dean Li, our hospital’s dentistry department has always been a weak point. Now that we have this ’Tooth Regeneration Formula,’ could we establish a specialty department? One dedicated specifically to tooth regeneration therapy?"

"This could definitely become another one of our hospital’s signature attractions."

Li Xu thought for a moment, then nodded in agreement. "We can. This is a good thing that will benefit patients. It’s better for them to receive standardized treatment in a hospital than to buy medicine from unreliable sources outside. The results will be more guaranteed."

...

「Japan, Kyoto University, Dental Regeneration Laboratory.」

On a large holographic projection screen, a recording of Ding’s Pharmaceutical Factory’s press conference was playing on a loop.

Professor Mitsuyama sat in his chair, the German-imported fountain pen he usually treasured clenched so tightly in his hand that it creaked audibly.

His face was a mask of disbelief, as if he had just seen the sun rise in the west.

’This... how is this possible?’

Mitsuyama muttered to himself, his voice hoarse. ’Just by using an ointment and drinking a few bowls of herbal soup, they can regenerate tooth germs in seven days? That completely defies biological principles! It took us ten years of gene-editing technology to achieve that. On what grounds can he?’

Beside him, Professor Yoshida sighed and placed a thick report in front of Mitsuyama.

"Mr. Mitsuyama, these are the results of our team’s on-site investigation in the Dragon Country."

Yoshida’s tone was heavy. "Our people paid a hefty sum to bribe one of the test subjects and had him get a follow-up X-ray at a designated dental clinic. The film is right here."

Mitsuyama snatched the report and flipped to the last page.

On the clear X-ray, within the once-empty alveolar bone, a thriving, developing tooth germ was like a resounding slap across his face.

"It’s real..."

Mitsuyama’s hand went limp, and the report slid to the floor.

In that moment, the research achievement he was so proud of, the regeneration technology hailed as the "future of dentistry," seemed like a complete joke.

Just then, a young assistant researcher rushed in, looking panicked. "Professor Mitsuyama, this is bad! Several volunteers from the phase-one clinical trial are showing severe rejection responses—their gums are red, swollen, and ulcerated, and some are even showing signs of a fever. You have to come see!"

"Rejection?"

Mitsuyama froze for a second, then a bitter, miserable smile appeared on his face.

He waved his hand listlessly. "What’s the point of looking? If there’s rejection, there’s rejection. The thing we poured our hearts and souls into is not only slow, but it also has so many side effects. And them? They just drink a few doses of medicine and a tooth grows, without any suffering."

"What’s the point of us continuing? This project... let’s just shut it down."

The assistant was stunned. "Shut... shut it down? Professor, this is ten years of your hard work! And the funding..."

"Get out."

Mitsuyama suddenly exploded with rage, sweeping all the documents off his desk and onto the floor.

The laboratory fell into a dead silence.

Yoshida walked over, patted Mitsuyama’s shoulder, and advised softly, "Mr. Mitsuyama, pull yourself together. The path of science is never smooth. Perhaps... that Li Xu’s technology has flaws, too? For example, maybe the new teeth aren’t strong enough? Or maybe there are other long-term side effects?"

"Besides, while Traditional Chinese Medicine is miraculous, it lacks standardization. Our technology might be slower, but it represents the future of industrialization. You can’t just give up like this."

Mitsuyama looked up. The fire in his eyes slowly subsided, replaced by a deep-seated unwillingness to accept defeat.

"Mr. Yoshida, do you know that Li Xu?"

"I do." Yoshida nodded. "I met him last time I was in the Dragon Country for an exchange. He’s a true genius. It’s impossible not to be impressed."

Mitsuyama took a deep breath and stood up. "Take me to see him. I want to see with my own eyes how he did it. I refuse to believe that a perfect, god-like skill truly exists in this world."

Yoshida looked at Mitsuyama’s stubborn expression, knew he couldn’t be dissuaded, and could only sigh. "Alright. I’ve been wanting to meet with him again anyway."

...

「Two days later, in Feng City.」

Yoshida and Mitsuyama arrived, travel-worn, and went first to the City Hospital of Traditional Chinese Medicine, only to be told that Dean Li was seeing patients at his private clinic today.

Without stopping to rest, the two of them hurried over to Li’s Traditional Chinese Medicine Clinic.

The clinic was crowded with patients, and a long line had formed.

The faint scent of traditional Chinese medicine filled the air.

Neither of them revealed their identities. They found a corner to sit down, just like regular patients, and observed quietly.

They both understood Chinese, especially Yoshida, who was quite the China expert.

At that moment, a mother and daughter were seated in front of Li Xu.

The girl was about seventeen, in the prime of her youth, but she was currently frowning. Her face was a little pale, and she had one hand pressed to her lower abdomen, clearly in discomfort.

She wore an exquisite beige cashmere coat over lace-trimmed thermal underwear, indicating she came from a well-off family and had been raised in comfort.

The girl’s mother was also stylishly dressed, carrying a designer handbag, but her face was full of worry as she chattered on to Li Xu.