Meng Qizhou frowned worriedly. "Logically speaking, there should be, but I haven't found any clear evidence yet. However, you also know that Han'er's illness is too serious. Eating the Worry-Relieving Grass will only allow him to hold on for a period of time at most. His illness hasn't been completely cured, and he might have another illness in the future."
"Are you sure there's no way to cure him?" Rong Zhan asked with a frown.
"You also know that although I studied under the ghost doctor, I haven't learned a third of my master's medical skills. Only a genius like him can learn all of them. I obviously don't have the talent." Meng Qizhou lowered his eyes to hide the disappointment in his eyes. "My master has traveled all over the world, and I don't know where he is. Otherwise, if he were to help, there might have a seventy to eighty percent chance of being able to cure him."
"I've already sent people to find the ghost doctor," Rong Zhan said.
