Max Level Return—I'll Protect That Fragile One

Ye Mingluo quickly waved his hand, ”I was just kidding.”

But Xu Xingguang took it seriously. She opened the canvas bag beside her, took out a handwritten compendium of medicinal materials from it, and handed it to Ye Mingluo. ”These are my handwritten notes. Take a look, I will periodically check your progress.”

Ye Mingluo was taken aback.

If he remembered correctly, this was the first time Xu Xingguang had given him something from her own possessions. This meant that Xu Xingguang really recognized him as an apprentice.

Ye Mingluo felt a bit emotional. It wasn’t easy; after calling her ’Master’ for so long, he was finally accepted by her.

Ye Mingluo took the heavy booklet and saw written on it—

The Medicinal Herbs Collection of Medicine Farmers

The handwriting was neat, almost like it was printed by a computer. It didn’t look like a ballpoint pen, nor a fountain pen, but also not like an ordinary brush pen. Ye Mingluo asked Xu Xingguang, ”What kind of pen was this written with?”

Xu Xingguang said, ”Wolf Hair Brush.”

”Amazing, to be able to write such beautiful characters with a wolf hair brush, that’s my master alright.” Ye Mingluo opened the jotting and found countless documents and illustrations of rare medicinal herbs recorded inside.

The illustrations of those herbs were much more lifelike and vivid than the ones drawn by artists for the Traditional Chinese Medicine Hall.

Every single herb was drawn vividly, such as the first herb recorded, the Ice Crystal Grass, whose appearance matched exactly with the real Ice Crystal Grass Ye Mingluo had seen.

Not only that, she also detailed the efficacy, side effects, precautions, and cultivation methods of each herb.

Looking at the contents in Xu Xingguang’s notes, Ye Mingluo genuinely felt that the notebook she compiled was in no way inferior to the Ancient Medicine Transmission.

”Did you really illustrate this yourself?” Ye Mingluo felt incredulous, and he marveled, ”The copies of Ancient Medicine Transmission preserved in the city libraries today are all reproductions published by the Traditional Chinese Medicine Hall. I once had the good fortune to see the original manuscript of Ancient Medicine Transmission in the Book Collection Pavilion of the Traditional Chinese Medicine Hall.”

Speaking of Ancient Medicine Transmission, Ye Mingluo couldn’t help but feel regretful. He told Xu Xingguang, ”The original manuscript of Ancient Medicine Transmission is very old, the paper is mottled and aged, and the handwriting on it has become faint. It lies quietly in the Treasure Hall of the Book Collection Pavilion of the Traditional Chinese Medicine Hall, protected by anti-theft glass on all sides, and even so, it might still be lost to the river of history after some years.”

”When I went to visit, those old folks wouldn’t even let me take photos, they treasured it that much.”

The Ancient Medicine Transmission is a legend in the medical world, a treasure in the medical history of the Xia Country. Its existence established the transcendent position of Chinese medicine in Xia Country. For such a treasure, Ye Mingluo also cherishes and respects it.

And the jotting he held in his hands was even more detailed and comprehensive than that Ancient Medicine Transmission.

Ye Mingluo exclaimed, ”If the old guys at the Traditional Chinese Medicine Hall saw your jotting, they would probably go crazy over it.”

Looking at Xu Xingguang like she was a celestial being, Ye Mingluo sighed, ”I kind of regret it, I shouldn’t have taken you as my master, I should have taken you as my wife.”

In terms of appearance and ability, Xu Xingguang was quite outstanding.

Ye Mingluo is a man, and ever since he first met Xu Xingguang in Cangshan Town, he did have the most primitive feelings of attraction and desire towards her. But he knows well that it was merely a primitive impulse, not an emotional connection.

So, when he noticed Huo Wen’an developing feelings for Xu Xingguang, Ye Mingluo adjusted his stance.

No teasing, no belittling, that is Ye Mingluo’s attitude towards Xu Xingguang.

Xu Xingguang pushed Ye Mingluo’s head away with a slap, ”Get lost, you’re too ugly, I’m not interested.”

Ye Mingluo laughed mischievously, plucked a hair from his bushy beard, and handed it to Xu Xingguang, solemnly saying, ”Master’s kindness to this apprentice is as weighty as a mountain, I have nothing to repay it with, so I give you this Divine Beard from my true form. In the future, should Master ever need anything, just use this Divine Beard, and no matter the danger, I will not hesitate to die a thousand deaths!”

Xu Xingguang disdainfully tossed away the hair, ”Quickly get lost, don’t be an eyesore.”

Holding that jotting, Ye Mingluo stood up to leave, then paused as a thought struck him, asking Xu Xingguang, ”Master, are you planning to donate this jotting to the Traditional Chinese Medicine Hall?”

Xu Xingguang finally put down her phone.

She looked at Ye Mingluo with a smile. Despite her youthful and charming face, her gaze towards Ye Mingluo carried the kind of gratification and affection seen in a senior looking at a promising young individual.

”You guessed it right.” Xu Xingguang told Ye Mingluo, ”I’ve been playing this little game these two days, and I discovered that currently in our country, the only existing medicinal book for popular science is the Ancient Medicine Transmission, and that’s actually a severe gap.”