Shouqing, upon hearing this, became curious as well and reached out his hand saying, "Let me see."
Daohe quickly handed the book to his master. Shouqing opened it and looked through, his eyes growing increasingly bright. He looked at Manbao with amazement and asked, "Did you write all this?"
Manbao nodded.
Shouqing couldn't help but tug at his beard, pondering for a moment before asking, "Do you intend to give this book to Daohe?"
Manbao nodded, "Daohe mentioned that more and more people are coming to the temple to request medicine. Some descriptions of symptoms are vague, and it's difficult for him to prescribe medicine. So he wants to learn more."
Shouqing inadvertently pulled out a strand of his beard. He let out a hiss of pain but paid no attention to it, looking at Manbao and sighing, "Great, great, you really are blessed."
Bai Erlang couldn't help but laugh and ask, "Abbot, did you mistake someone else for Daohe? This praise should be directed at him."
