What's the Point If It Can't Cure the Illness?

"Think about it. If you won't even be able to keep your life. Even if it's a completely standardized medicine, what's the use if it can't treat your illness?" Dr. Song asked.

Yue Xiu also agreed. However, she knew that it was impossible for her to ask Shi Jin for confirmation, so she could only pretend not to care.

Dr. Song's words reminded Old Madam Yue of Gu Jingyuan. He was a good seedling of the younger generation that she valued the most. The pharmaceutical patents he possessed now had already far surpassed everyone else.

It was a pity that he could not be included in the Yue family's sphere of influence.

"Grandma!" Yue Lanchen's voice sounded.

He rushed in. "I heard from the butler that you have a headache. This is the essential oil that Sis gave me previously. It's very good for relieving pain. I used to train every day and have many old injuries. It was this that cured my injuries. Do you think it's useful for your headache?"