Zhou Tianyu's eyes flashed, and his heart was also slightly moved.

Yes, it can only be of the middle grade level of the Earth level to have such effects. If it is of the Heaven level or even the Saint level, it will definitely cure my sister's illness!

"Sister, don't worry, I will find a way to take the Heavenly-level martial arts tomorrow and read the medical books of the Heavenly-level!" He promised confidently.

Zhou Qingman shook his head and said slowly: "Learning medicine is the most careless. I haven't finished reading this Treatise on Febrile Diseases. How can I understand the profound medical skills? I have a premonition that if I can't sink into it, reading may not be effective."

"Oh, okay, it's OK to be effective anyway." Zhou Tianyu nodded, "This bookstore must come often in the future!"

The siblings walked to the door, but saw Su Yu just walked in from outside. He immediately looked restrained, and Zhou Tianyu bowed to Su Yu without hesitation.

"Boss, thank you!"

Su Yu's face remained unchanged, and he didn't even stop walking. He continued to walk in and waved his hand, "Shudu is destined to be a person, this is your own fortune."

"Boss, are these books really not sold? You can offer a price!"

"Not selling! Please go back."

Zhou Tianyu had no choice but to bow again, "I'm upset..."

Su Yu looked at the medical books there, a thoughtful look on his face, and his brows couldn't help but frown.

This library is a bit beyond my expectations.

The classification here covers almost everything. If medical books can cure diseases and food can be eaten, what's the use of yourself? Can restaurants and clinics in Dawangshan still have business?

However, if you want to really make books have a special effect, it should not be possible for everyone to do it. There must be some limitations, otherwise it would be too outrageous.

"Baby, can you take out food from the book? Do you feel anything special?" Su Yu couldn't help but look at Gan Bao.

"Special?" Gan Bao pointed his finger at his chin and wandered around the sky, "Yeah... I really want to eat..."

...

When they returned to their residence, Zhou Tianyu and Zhou Qingman's hearts were still unable to calm down for a long time, especially when they were having supper. I don't know if it was affected by Gan Bao in the library or if the disease was controlled. Zhou Qingman, who had originally had a small appetite, actually ate half a bowl of rice, which surprised everyone.

"Qingman's face seems to be better than usual." A middle-aged man at the dinner table suddenly spoke with a smile on his face.

With a national face, majestic eyebrows and thick voice, he is obviously a person with identity.

"Dad, it may be related to my sister's recent mood." Zhou Tianyu interrupted. He was not planning to say it yet and was planning to surprise his father.

Moreover, even if they say it, their parents probably won’t believe it, and it will probably be a lot of trouble. After all, this is a fantasy.

"Is that so? Qingman, is there any happy event?" The beautiful woman in the palace dress next to her said with a smile, full of charm.

Their family is all warriors and they don’t have to eat, but Zhou Qingman has a special physique and will accompany him to eat with him every day, which has become the fun of their family.

Zhou Qingman glanced at Zhou Tianyu, and the brothers were in harmony with each other. He immediately knew what Zhou Tianyu was thinking, but he didn't expose it. He spoke: "I just felt that I had really relaxed recently."

"Really? Give me your hand." Zhou Chuhao and his wife looked at each other, then spoke, pinching Zhou Qingman's veins.

Huh?

Zhou Chuhao expressed doubts, "It seems...it seems that the pulse is not that chaotic."

Although he is still a little weak, he is not as close to life and is not as regular as before.

The condition was indeed suppressed, but there was no sign of improvement.

"Really? Master." The beautiful woman in the palace dress looked happy, and Zhou Tianyu and Zhou Qingman looked at each other, with smiles in her eyes.

"Strange." Zhou Chuhao took the hand on Zhou Qingman's white and tender skin away, held his chin, and muttered to himself.

"What's wrong?" asked the beautiful woman in the palace dress.

Zhou Chuhao pondered for a moment before saying, "Qingman's condition has not improved. But for some reason, the condition in his body seemed to be suppressed by something, which calmed down the breath."

"Qingman, have you met someone recently? Or have you eaten something?"

Zhou Qingman shook his head slowly.

"No! What is the reason? The condition will never be cured for no reason?" Zhou Chuhao was puzzled.

Could it be that some master was treated without realizing it?

This situation is not impossible. Some experts act weird and don’t like to do it. They often rely on their own preferences. Perhaps they like Zhou Qingman, so they helped him casually.

Unfortunately, such an expert would not be able to see him at first, otherwise he would have put down his old face and asked for it, saying that he would have completely cured Zhou Qingman's disease.

"No matter what, this is finally a good thing." The beautiful woman in the palace dress smiled.

Zhou Chuhao nodded and sighed: "It's a pity that this approach can only relieve Qingman's pain for several days, and cannot bring substantial effects. This person's martial arts are beyond my ability."

"Dad, mom, it's rare for my sister to improve. I want to go out with her occasionally." Zhou Tianyu said at this time.

"Nothing! Qingman's body can't move around at will?" Zhou Chuhao immediately scolded.

"Dad, I'm bored at home all day long. The Wanzong Festival is about to begin, and my daughter wants to go out to see the world." Zhou Qingman also spoke.

Zhou Chuhao and his wife looked at each other, both sighing and feeling guilty.

Zhou Qingman stayed at home for a long time and rarely went out. She grew up so old that she had seen the world in books.

"Okay, you must take good care of your sister. If something goes wrong, I will break your kid's leg!" Zhou Chuhao looked at Zhou Tianyu and said.

"Don't worry, dad! Maybe my sister will be in a better mood and will recover from her illness..."

Zhou Tianyu and Zhou Qingman smiled and walked out the house together, so that they could go to the library to read books every day in the future.

"These two children..." Looking at their backs, Zhou Chuhao and his wife both smiled and shook their heads, their eyes full of doting.

When Zhou Tianyu sent Zhou Qingman back to the housing price, the smile on his face became even bigger, and he spoke almost tremblingly: "Sister, your illness is really under control!"

His excitement was even higher than his sister. In the future, even if the condition could not be cured, at least his sister would be like an ordinary person and would not be weak.

"Sister, you have a good rest. I'll go get martial arts and continue to read books at Dawangshan Library tomorrow!"
Chapter completed!