"For me???"
Gu Yu's eyes widened in disbelief as he looked at the surgical miscellany, which Old Dai treasured like a precious jewel, unable to understand why Old Dai had suddenly made such a decision.
But Gu Yu was no fool when it came to understanding principles, and he had always known that Old Dai was training him as a true disciple.
Although he hadn't devoted himself solely to studying medicine, he had generally always been responsive to Old Dai's requests.
Otherwise, he wouldn't be on this ship.
"Yes, for you. I no longer have anything to write in this book,"
Dai Zhengguo nodded seriously, and although the book he regarded as an inheritance was in question, there wasn't much reluctance on his face.
It was as if the book was meant to be given to Gu Yu all along.
"But if you give it to me, I won't even know what to write..."
Gu Yu's ambition was not in medicine, and knowing the value of the miscellany, he couldn't possibly accept it.
