Chapter 513
After Dane left the guest room, he made his way to the pharmacy. Once inside, he pulled out a chair and settled at the desk, picking up a pen and paper and beginning to write.
In no time at all, the page was filled with a list of more than a dozen ingredients. If Hikolai was there, he would recognize that the list matched exactly the one previously made by Mirabella,
Dane leaned back in his chair. His gaze was fixed on the paper before him. Each ingredient seemed to promote circulation and gently nourish the body, but when considered together, the combined effect didn’t seem particularly potent. Moreover, each ingredient had its side effects, which, when combined, appeared to neutralize one another.
The more Dane studied the formula, the more he admired its subtle genius. If he hadn’t had a penchant for studying the properties of remedies, he might not have grasped its intricacies so quickly. That young Mirabella seemned to truly have some skill.
Just then, Asher walked in to fetch something and was surprised to find his brother Dane, lost in thought at the desk. “Dane, weren’t you with Owen?” he asked as he approached.
His eyes then landed on the prescription in Dane’s hand, and after a quick glance, he inquired, “A tonic prescription? Is this something new you’re working on?”
Snapping back to the present, Dane placed the prescription on the desk. “No, this was prescribed by that young lady for Owen.”
At this, Asher squinted skeptically and picked up the prescription for another look. “This? With Owen being in such dire straits, she prescribed a mild tonic? Are you sure she’s not exacerbating the illness?”
Dane tapped the tabletop lightly and shook his head. “Although the ingredients seem nourishing, the combination is quite balanced. You probably aren’t familiar with the special properties of a few items on this list…”
Asher, knowing his brother could go on about pharmacology for hours, quickly interjected, “Dane, perhaps you shouldn’t dwell on this prescription. Right now, Owen is under the care of the Reeves family. We should be focusing on finding a cure for him.”
He paused before adding, “Dad may be a bit out of sorts, but we can’t afford to be. The priority is to find a treatment.” He hadn’t given a second thought to Mirabella’s potential usefulness,
Interrupted, Dane frowned slightly but didn’t say more. However, after a moment’s thought, he stood up, reclaiming the prescription
from his brother’s hand.
He moved to the counter where the herbs were kept and began to meticulously measure and crush the specified amounts in a mortar, preparing them for processing.
Asher followed and asked, “Dane, you’re not thinking of making a Pill with these herbs, are you?”
Dane hummed in affirmation.
Asher touched his nose, wondering if his brother was perhaps a bit too invested? Wasn’t this the prescription written by that young girl? Why was he using it to concoct medicine? He just couldn’t wrap his head around it.
Since Dane was busy at work, Asher decided not to question further and simply watched him prepare the medicine. He recalled watching Mirabella prepare medicine once, and now observed Dane’s methodology, noticing differences.
Dane’s process seemed more intricate, with each ter being weighed several times for precision before being placed in the crucible. In contrast, that young girl seemed to have used a more approach, grabbing and tossing the herbs into the mix as she saw fit.
Comparing the two, Asher couldn’t help but think that his brother Danes, approach to medicine was indeed more professional.
