He had never known the feeling of a father’s love. Now that the dust had finally settled, he wished to perform his filial duties, but it was already too late.
"Even with the greatest medical skill, I cannot snatch someone back from the heavens," Xue Ming said, producing a vial of pills. "I have dedicated years of study to crafting these soothing pills. Perhaps they will grant him a little more time."
He paused, then added, "Heir, if I may speak frankly, the Old Marquis’s body has long since..."
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