"I don't know, but I know that among the two of you, one must be able to save my young master!" Steward Stone said.
"Alright, Uncle Stone, actually you don't need to invite us for dinner, I would also think of ways to save him. After all, he has done us a favor, we can't possibly watch him die without helping. Now, can you show me the family medical history?" Tang Qingxue offered proactively.
"Alright, please follow me!" Steward Stone led Long Linger and Tang Qingxue to a large room divided into two sections: one part consisted of several large bookshelves filled with books, reaching up to the ceiling. The other section, also a bookshelf, was adorned with memorial tablets of the deceased from the Yin Hun family over generations.
The last tablet was surprisingly for the Nineteenth Generation of the Yin Hun family, which made Long Linger slightly stunned, "Uncle Stone, if I remember correctly, your young master is the Nineteenth Generation, right?"
