Chapter 509


    Mirabe didn’t even nce at Dane’s expression as she reached out, Her fingertips rested on Owen’s


    wrist, feeling for his pulse. After half a minute, she drew her hand back and gave a small nod.


    “Although it’s a bitte, there’s still hope for recovery.”


    After saying this, she stood up and turned to Nikl, who looked shocked as if he had be stone. “Mind


    fetching some paper and a pen? I need to write down a prescription”


    Owen, still in bed, was just as stunned.


    turned to


    In Niki’s ears, the words “there’s still hope” echoed repeatedly, leaving him unresponsive to the


    present


    moment.


    “Niki?” Mirabe raised an eyebrow and called out again.


    Niki’s gaze flickered, and he snapped back to reality. His eyes, filled with a mix of excitement and


    disbelief, seemed to beg for reassurance. “You mean to say that Mr. Owen can be treated, right?”


    Both Owen and Dane instinctively turned their gazes to Mirabe. Owen’s eyes were clouded with


    complexity. He was hesitant to harbor too much hope, while Dane was curious about the exact nature


    of Owen’s illness.


    After a moment’s thought, Mirabe replied, “You could say that it’s treatable.”


    Niki blinked, puzzled. What did she mean by that?C0pyright ? 2024 N?v)(elDrama.Org.


    “Wasting Syndrome is gic. Such inherent conditions, with today’s medical technology, are not


    something you canpletely cure…” Mirabe started to exin but then quickly rified, “However,


    I can ensure it won’t recur, which shouldn’t be too difficult.”


    “Wasting Syndrome? What’s that? I’ve never heard of it before,” Dane interjected before Niki could


    speak. His impatience was palpable. His brows furrowed together, and his face showed a hint of


    skepticism as if to say, “Are you making this up?”


    Mirabe shot him a nce and said tly, “You haven’t heard of it, but it doesn’t mean it doesn’t exist.”


    Dane, taken aback by the young woman’s retort, was about to press further but suddenly burst into


    laughter, “Are you looking down on our Pharmacists‘ Guild?” After a few seconds, he scoffed


    sarcastically and shook his head. Why was he even bringing up the Pharmacists‘ Guild? The girl


    probably didn’t even understand what the guild was.


    “Alright, Dane, let’s save it forter,” Niki, knowing Dane was rather blunt, quickly interceded.


    At that moment, the butler who had been waiting in the room and had gone to fetch writing materials


    when he heard the request, walked in with paper and pen, breaking the tense atmosphere. “Ms.


    Mirabe, here you are.”


    Mirabe’s eyelids lifted slightly. She was impressed with the butler’s initiative. She nodded politely,


    took the paper and pen, and walked over to a side table to begin writing the prescription.


    In no time at all, she handed thepleted list to Niki. “Take the first concoction for three days, and


    once his bodily functions stabilize, he can start on the second batch of medicine. In about half a month,


    he should be on the mend.”


    Niki scanned the list quickly and noted that neither prescription contained any rare or exotic herbs,


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    rather simple tonics for regting the body. He couldn’t hide his surprise. “Just these tonics will do?”


    Nikr asked, bewildered.


    Mirabe nodded affirmatively. “Correct. Wasting Syndrome primarily involves a rapid decline in bodily


    functions. Tonic to regting the body and nourish the spirit is the right approach.”


    Niki stroked his beard thoughtfully and murmured, “Mirabe, are you sure we don’t need to concoct


    something more…plex?”


    The thing was, not only had this illness baffled the entire Reeves family, but even hospital equipment


    had failed to detect it. It just seemed too simple to him that some boiled tonics could do the trick.