The old man had a strong sense of integrity, but ultimately succumbed to the pressure, unwillingly checking the pulse, and finally said, "Prepare for the aftermath."
Lu Yuke stepped closer: "Is it truly incurable?"
The old man glanced at her sideways and snorted, "This is a congenital disease brought from the womb, surviving until now is already a miracle, now the oil is exhausted and the lamp is dimming, even the Great Immortal can’t save him."
Lu Yuke took a step back in disbelief, her face pale.
The old man seed to feel a pang of compassion, stroked his beard, his eyes flickered, coughed once, and said, "It’s not that there’s no cure at all, I have a prescription here, a redy passed down from my grandmaster, invaluable and not sothing I’d normally disclose. But fate has tied to this child, and I cannot bear to see him die so young. Very well, I will extend an act of great kindness this ti...."
Lu Yuke’s eyes lit up imdiately: "If you can save my son, I will fulfill any request you have."
"Don’t hastily make such promises, this prescription requires a rare dicinal guide, but it’s extrely precious, if you manage to find it, there’s a 50% chance."
Even if there’s only a 1% chance, she would still put in all her effort to try.
"What is it?"
"Coffin Fungus, as the na suggests, it’s a Ganoderma that grows inside a coffin after a person has died, also known as Blood Ganoderma. This herb is extrely rare, the true Blood Ganoderma must et seven conditions: First, the material of the coffin must be of the finest quality; second, the deceased must have been a wealthy person who ate delicacies every day; third, this person must be a man; fourth, the person must have died from poisoning; fifth, he must have been a living person before entering the coffin; sixth, he must bleed onto the board inside the coffin; seventh, the person must die at two critical ages, either between seventy-three or eighty-four. Only when all these conditions are t is it acceptable."
The old man saw Lu Yuke frown, shook his head and said, "Since you find it difficult, let it be, everyone has their fate, why force it?" With that, he went to stand up and leave.
"Wait." Lu Yuke thought of where to find the Coffin Fungus, she rembered the Old Master having one, it was sothing the Old Lady acquired by chance many years ago, extrely precious, when the Old Lady died she couldn’t bear to use it, and after her death, it fell into the Old Master’s hands.
"I will get it, in the anti, please stay put here, don’t go anywhere." With that said, she turned and quickly left the room, closing the door from the outside. The old man even heard the sound of the lock, but he wasn’t worried, nonchalantly sitting down in the chair, reaching out to stroke his beard, and a clump of it fell off.
Disdainfully curling his lips, fake is fake, wearing it feels uncomfortable.
At Rongju Garden, after feeding the Old Master dication, Yan Fu walked out of the room, carefully closed the door, turned around, and saw Lu Yuke standing behind.
"Madam." Yan Fu greeted respectfully.
"Are you here to see the Old Master? It’s really not a good ti, the Old Master just took his dicine and fell asleep, perhaps you could co back later."
Lu Yuke smiled, "I’ll just take a quick peek, just one look."
Yan Fu frowned slightly, stepping in front to block her way: "Madam, don’t force ."
Lu Yuke’s face turned stern, "Don’t refuse what’s offered to you, is there any place in this house I can’t go?"
Yan Fu stood firm, "Madam, I advise you not to be too reckless, this is Rongju Garden."
Lu Yuke didn’t want to waste words, waved her hand, and imdiately two big n ca over, covering Yan Fu’s mouth and dragging him away.
Lu Yuke sneered, pushed the door, and went inside.
The Old Master was sleeping peacefully on the large bed, Lu Yuke circled around the room, touching and tapping everywhere but found nothing unusual. Finally, she set her sight on the large bed, taking steps towards it. It was an antique bed, part of the Old Lady’s dowry, the carvings on the bedhead were simple yet intricate, the redwood lacquer, no matter how many years had passed, still looked like new, exuding an ancient charm polished by ti.
Lu Yuke’s gaze fell on the Dragon and Phoenix Carvings at the head of the bed, and she reached out to press the Phoenix head, only to have her wrist suddenly caught. Looking down, she t a pair of deep, wise eyes, the aura of authority causing her heart to jolt. Even though he was old, a lion is still a lion.
"What are you trying to do?" The Old Master stared at her with a heavy gaze.
Lu Yuke smiled, "Dad, I ca to see if you’re feeling any better."
The Old Master released her hand, coughed abruptly, and coldly said, "I told you, don’t appear in front of , can’t you understand human language?"
Lu Yuke’s lips curled slightly, "Dad, your illness has lately muddled your mind a lot, I won’t take those words to heart."
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