He had studied medicine for decades. If he could come up with a cure, he would have done it ages ago. Why would he have to resort to this ancient book in a powerless manner?
The old man sighed and continued. "You can take this book to the Apothecaries' Association and get them to take a look. Maybe you will have better luck there."
Zhuo Yun's eyes landed on the old man's book. Just as he was about to take it, Min Yu said, "I can't take it. Old Mr. Pei, since your ancestors handed it down to you, how can you loan it to me?"
Zhuo Yun felt angry and anxious when he heard Min Yu's words. and blurted out. "But your illness…"
Min Yu raised his hand and interrupted him. "Didn't Old Mr. Pei say he could temporarily control my illness? That's good enough for me."
He appeared calm and warm.
"If we can find the descendants of the legendary Shangguan clan, Young Master Min's problems can be easily solved," sighed Old Mr Pei.
