You Were Only Supposed to Sit In, but You Silenced Every Academician?

His five-year-old daughter died on the operating table.

Her illness could have been treated. All she needed was a stent.

A stent held hostage by foreigners, one so expensive it couldn't be bought at any price.

His wife couldn't bear it and died of depression.

Gao Ye spent his whole life developing the stent. He won fame and fortune, but by then the grass on his daughter's grave was two meters tall.

After living out his days alone, he opened his eyes again and found himself back on the night before the new millennium.

He was still a college freshman, with ten years to go before his daughter fell ill.

Had heaven given him another chance because it thought he hadn't cried enough in his previous life?

Then he wouldn't shed a single tear this time.

In this life, he would smash the monopoly and make stents as cheap as cabbage.

In this life, he would snatch his daughter and millions of others from the hands of the King of Hell.