The two of them chatted while Meng Fu flipped through the pages. She finished the 40-odd pages in a few minutes.
She also knew about Yi Tong's grandmother's condition. It was indeed difficult to treat.
But if he brought it to a Chinese medical base to study, he should be able to make some progress.
Meng Fu didn't specialize in this subject. She had a way to cure old master Jiang's illness, but she couldn't cure Yitong's grandmother. However, she could use incense to recuperate like old master Jiang.
Meng Fu lowered his eyes, closed the bag, and slowly put it back into the leather bag.
He was thinking about Yi Tong's grandmother's illness and what kind of medicinal powder he should buy for plastic surgery.
"You're done? Then, shall we go up?" Xu bochuan, who was talking to su di and Yi Tong, turned to look at her when he saw her stop.
At this time, he didn't ask Meng Fu if she had any ideas. In such a short time, Xu bochuan thought she was just looking around.
