Chapter 682 The Spirit Of The Ancestors


    Ronaldo sighed and reached out to hold Larry in his hands. "In crucial moments, only I am reliable."


    "Yes," Abigail agreed wholeheartedly. Without Ronaldo''s help this time, she wouldn''t know who to


    turn to.


    By the time they arrived at Alice''s ce, it was almost dawn. Since Abigail hadn''t slept all night, she


    could barely keep her eyes open when she arrived at Alice''s house.


    "Alice, please save this child." Standing at the door of Alice''s house, Abigail pleaded as she cradled


    Larry in her arms.


    Alice looked at her with disgust and said, "You sure know how to cause trouble for me. Bring him


    in."


    Abigail quickly carried Larry inside. She sat at the table and ced the child on it.


    Ronaldo yawned.


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    Alice nced at him and said, "Get some rest. I''ll take care of him." Then, she handed Alice the


    medical record.


    Alice didn''t look at it. Instead, she reached out and touched Larry''s pulse. The longer she lingered,


    the more furrowed her brow became.


    "Get my needle bag." Alice withdrew her hand and said with a stern expression.


    Abigail hurriedly went to fetch the needle bag. Ronaldo headed towards the lounge chair in the


    backyard, nning to rest for a while.


    After Abigail came out with Alice''s needle bag, thetter took a needle and pricked Larry''s finger.


    Larry immediately started crying.


    Alice let him bleed for a while. When Larry stopped crying, she put his hand back into the swaddle.


    "His constitution is unusual. He has congenital underdevelopment, and his heart beats slower than


    normal people. He will face difficulties in the future." Alice disinfected the needle and put it back into


    the bag.


    "What if we start the treatment as soon as possible?" Abigail asked.


    Alice didn''t answer. She sat in the chair and looked at Larry, her brow furrowed in thought.


    Abigail didn''t dare to speak and could only wait quietly for her answer.


    "Wait here." Alice stood up and hunched as she walked into the room.


    There was a cab in her room that she had never opened during Abigail''s stay.


    "Come with me and help me find a book," Alice said to Abigail as she walked.


    Abigail quickly got up and followed Alice into her room. Alice took a key from the cab, unlocked


    it, and told Abigail about the book she was looking for.


    "It''s messy here. The titles are all in ancient letters, so look carefully. Don''t make any mistakes."


    Alice sat on the side and instructed Abigail.


    Abigail noticed that the cab was full of thread-bound medical books. She searched ording to


    Alice''s instructions. At the same time, she felt a twinge of regret.


    "Alice... Do you want me to find you an apprentice? I will do my best to find the most suitable


    apprentice to inherit your knowledge," Abigail said.


    Alice looked at the cab filled with medical books and sighed. "It won''t be easy. Nowadays, not


    many people are willing to study traditional medicine. Theyck the dedication and passion to


    explore different approaches."


    Hearing her words, Abigail felt mncholic.


    "Have you ever considered passing on your skills to an apprentice?" Alice asked her with a smile.


    "I have, but now is not the time," Abigail replied. She was so busy that she couldn''t even take care


    of Sean, let alone take on an apprentice.


    "If someone is willing to learn, I would be delighted to teach them. I started reading these books


    when I was just a child and continued reading them until I became an adult. It took me about twenty


    years. Many medical techniques are no longer practiced today," Alice said slowly. "If you weren''t


    studying design, I would have kept you here."


    "How I wish I had studied medicine in the first ce," Abigail whispered.


    Alice smiled at her words.


    After searching for a while, Abigail finally found the book Alice was looking for. She noticed that it


    was a book about poisons.


    "Alice, do you suspect that there is poison in his body?" Abigail asked.


    "His mother was poisoned, which led to his current condition," Alice said as she took the book and


    slowly flipped through its pages.


    Abigail quickly interjected, "His mother was actually exposed to a modern developed drug. She has


    mental health issues and frequently experiences amnesia. It''s difficult for her to distinguish between


    reality and illusion."


    Upon hearing Abigail''s exnation, Alice nced at her and said, "You should bring her here so


    that I can assess her situation."


    "Her situation is terrible. It''s not safe to bring her here. Her surroundings are very dangerous, and it


    would put you at risk," Abigail exined.


    Alice nodded and didn''t push further. "If I can live for another ten years or so, you can bring her to


    me."


    Abigail smiled.


    While Alice was flipping through the book, Abigail unknowingly fell asleep on the table. When Alice


    found a potential remedy for the child, she looked up and saw Abigail sleeping soundly. With a sigh,


    she stood up and fetched a nket for Abigail.


    Returning to the living room, Alice gazed at the sleeping child and reached out to touch him. She


    noticed that the fever seemed to be subsiding. Then, Alice pricked a bead of blood from Larry''s


    hand once again.


    "I''m getting old. If I can use my remaining years to save a newborn child, I would consider it a good


    deed," she murmured as she sucked the blood and savored it.


    After swallowing, she furrowed her brow in thought. Then, she went back to her room, grabbed a


    pen and paper, and began to jot down her thoughts.


    By the time Abigail woke up, two hours had passed.


    "Larry..." Abigail mumbled, still somewhat groggy.


    After a moment, she regained her senses and immediately went to find Alice.