Chapter 6

Nolan was equally astonished, and he quickly inquired, “Mr. Hamlin, is there more of it? If so, we’d like to purchase as many as you have! It might lessen Mr. Lewis’s suffering.”

Mr. Hamlin chuckled. “Do you think it’s readily available like cabbage? I already told you it’s rare.”

“But…” Nolan was somewhat relentless as he clung to this sliver of hope.

Mr. Hamlin explained, “The young lady who supplies us with medicinal herbs mentioned that she came across a few plants by chance. I asked her if there were more, but she said no.”

The disappointment on Nolan’s face was evident. While Aiden remained composed, the expectant look in his eyes faded. His chronic condition had plagued him for many years.

Despite seeking world-renowned physicians over the years, there was no hope for a complete cure. It merely prolonged his suffering. However, he found some relief with Mr. Hamlin.

Aiden finally discovered the miraculous effects of these herbs. Naturally, he hoped to purchase more for research and potentially develop a cure.

Yet, his hopes were dashed again. It was something that he seemed accustomed to.

Mr. Hamlin was aware of their disappointment, and he offered some consolation. “Well, even though there are only a few plants, they should last for a few months. At least, you’ll suffer less during this time. I’ll ask about it when I see the young lady again. Rest well tonight. Don’t dwell on it too much.”

He added, “Ultimately, my medical skills are still inadequate to treat your illness. If you can find the reclusive doctor, Rowan Faye, there might be a chance for a cure. But until then, take care of your health. You’re only human. You can’t keep pushing yourself like this!”

Aiden nodded slightly.

He had already sent people to look for Rowan Faye, but there had been no news from them. He started to wonder whether such a person even existed. Over time, he slowly lost hope.

Perhaps it was due to his weakened state, but he soon fell asleep again.

…

After dinner, Amy was busy cleaning up the dishes.

“Night, Star, stay at home and keep your great-grandmother company. Don’t run around, okay? I’m going to the herb garden. I’ll be back soon.”

As the two kids nodded obediently, their chubby cheeks jiggled. “We know, Mommy.”

Once Amy was done, she took off her apron and left the house.

Greenery abounded in the herb garden. There was a large area almost entirely composed of rare medicinal herbs.

It was all left behind by Amy’s mentor, the old alternative medicine practitioner who took her in as his student.

He tried to cultivate these rare medicinal species over the years, but he was ultimately unsuccessful. Disheartened, he left, but his whereabouts were unknown.

Amy only managed to cultivate some of them this year. However, the herbs had not matured, and their mortality rate was high. Hence, she told the pharmacy owner that they were unavailable earlier.

To make matters worse, she even had an accident on her way back. Apart from selling these herbs, she really did not know how else to raise money.

Amy looked at the seedlings before her. As she sighed, she crouched down and gently touched them with her fingertips.

She made up her mind to ask the pharmacy owner if he would buy the herbs again tomorrow. She hoped that they would fetch a good price.