However, to completely cure him, we need a different medicine that I don't have in my space. I need to visit a pharmacy and then grow it in my space.
Madam Rong watched her daughter take the old man's pulse with some nervousness.
After last night, she subconsciously... had come to believe in her daughter's medical skills.
As soon as her daughter finished, she hurriedly asked, "How is it?"
"I'm going out for a while now, I can prepare the medicine in the afternoon." Rong Yan planned to visit the pharmacy.
Seeing the expression on her daughter's face wasn't grave... Madam Rong pondered secretly, perhaps, it was still alright?
She dared not ask further, fearing she couldn't accept the answer.
She had given up hope before. Although her heart was in agony, she had no choice but to accept it.
What else could she do?
