Chapter 185: Mingxin Flower
Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio
Mingxin Flower
Han Yanran respectfully replied when she heard Zhou Shengwuâs words, âThank you, Mr. Zhou, for taking care of me.â
âHahaha.â Zhou Shengwuâs face showed a rare smile. âLittle girl, you are much more likable than this boy. Come, let me take your pulse!â
Han Yanran obediently extended her hand in front of Zhou Shengwu. Han Xing placed a small pillow from the stone table under her wrist.
Zhou Shengwu placed his hand on her wrist, and his expression changed slightly. âLittle girl, have you been experiencing palpitations frequently these days?â
Han Yanran nodded. âYes, Mr. Zhou. 1 have been experiencing frequent palpitations and nightmares these days. Sometimes, I even feel like Iâve been forgetting things often, and my mind feels muddled.â
Zhou Shengwu nodded and glanced at Han Xing as if he had something to say. âFrom your condition, it seems like you havenât recovered for long. You need to take good care of yourself and recuperate.â
Han Xing took over the conversation. âThis tea has turned cold. Itâs not good for Mr. Mo to drink it cold.â
âHmph, you cheeky lad,â Zhou Shengwu snorted lightly, then turned to Han Yanran beside him. âYanran, when this tea is finished, could you please go to the back mountain and bring back a pot of spring water? This tea tastes better when brewed with spring water.â
Han Yanran didnât have any doubts. She quickly picked up the purple clay teapot on the table and, following Zhou Shengwuâs instructions, walked straight through the backyard.
As soon as Han Yanran left, Han Xing immediately looked at Zhou Shengwu. âMr. Zhou, how is my sisterâs condition?â
âHer physical condition is really strange, her body has already been drained, but her spirit is in great shape. Iâve never seen such a state before. If it continues like this, her body wonât be able to hold up much longer.â
This statement startled Han Xing. âMr. Zhou, is there any good solution?â
Zhou Shengwu pondered for a moment. âLetâs wait for that blind old man to come over. Iâll discuss with him. After all, the little girl is still taking the medicine prescribed by the blind old man.â
The two didnât have to wait too long. When Han Yanran came over with a jug of spring water, they saw an old man in the courtyard. He looked a bit disheveled and was holding a long cane in his hand.
Upon seeing her, Han Xing greeted, âThis is Mr. Mo.â
Han Yanran quickly put down the water in her hand and said, âHello, Mr. Mo.â âLittle girl, youâre here. Please have a seat!â Han Yanran obediently sat down, while Zhou Shengwu went to boil water and make tea. After Blind Mo finished examining her pulse, he became somewhat curious about the situation involving Han Yanran.
âThese are just minor issues, nothing serious,â he said, causing Zhou Shengwu sitting beside him to become restless.
Zhou Shengwu carefully chose his words and said, âGiven her current physical condition, I think she needs to be well-nourished. Otherwise, her qi and blood deficiency will eventually take a toll on her.â
âI have already considered this issue,â said Blind Mo slowly. âI noticed that the Mingxin Flower on Black Mountain is in full bloom. Han Xing, you can go and pick some. She can stay here and eat them these days. After I dry these herbs and make them into pills, you can take them with you!â
Zhou Shengwu had picked a lot of Mingxin Flowers before, but he had never heard of them being able to replenish qi and blood and nourish the body. However, since the old man said so, it should be effective.
âThatâs good then, Han Xing. Iâll trouble you to go up the mountain to gather the herbs these days.â
Of course, Han Xing didnât hesitate and immediately thanked both old men. âIâll bother you this time, Mr. Mo and Mr. Zhou. If thereâs anything I can help with in the future, I will do my best to help!â
âHealers have compassion. These are things we should do.â Zhou Shengwu waved his hand.
âWhile itâs still not dark, go up Black Mountain and look for the Mingxin Flower. Its bodyâs tremendous, and has two colors when it blooms, brown on the edges and green in the center. The leaves of the flower are plump. Youâll know it when you see it.â
Han Xing nodded, about to leave when Zhou Shengwu stopped him. âYou havenât taken the things yet. Why are you leaving?â
Zhou Shengwu handed him a brocade pocket. âRemember my words. Once you reach Black Mountain, do not wander aimlessly. There is a path that leads straight to the top. As long as you follow that route, there shouldnât be any issues.â
âHere are some herbal medicines in this brocade pocket that can repel snakes, insects, rats, and ants.â
âDonât worry! Iâve already witnessed the peculiar situation in Black Mountain last time, so Iâll be extremely careful this time.â Han Xing smiled and whispered, âMr. Zhou, please donât mention this to my sister.â
âAlright, alright. Do you think I would go around blabbing about this?â Zhou Shengwu glared at him, then sent him on his way to Black Mountain.
When Han Xing arrived today, the weather in Stone Village was nice, with no clouds in the sky and the sun shining brightly. As a result, the cold and damp atmosphere of Black Mountain was also significantly dispelled.
Just as Han Xing had ascended the mountain, he saw the small path that Zhou Shengwu had mentioned.
Strictly speaking, itâs actually not a road, just a trace left by the herbalists. After Han Xing witnessed the strangeness of the Black Mountain last time, he naturally wouldnât wander around. He followed this path all the way forward. Various strange flowers and plants along the way failed to catch his attention. He wondered what these flowers and plants exactly were? Just thinking about the mystic meridian herb from last time, he felt an indescribable sense of nausea.
Han Xing didnât know how long he had been walking. The deeper he went into the Black Mountain forest, the denser the trees became, blocking out the sunlight. There was not even a trace of insect chirping or birds singing around. He looked around at the crops growing on the ground, fearing to miss the Mingxin Flower that Zhou Shengwu had told him about.
After walking for about three or four kilometers, Han Xing finally discovered this peculiar flower halfway up the mountain.
Each petal of the flower was extremely thick, feeling like squeezing a piece of fat when touched. Without hesitation, he directly plucked one flower.
When he picked up the flower, he noticed a snake of almost the same color coiled on it. As he held it up, he even had intimate eye contact with the snake. After a moment of daze, Han Xing quickly threw the flower on the ground.
This snake could be venomous. It would be terrible if it bit him.
After Han Xing threw the snake on the ground, it quickly rushed towards his feet. Before long, there were scattered sounds all around. Several dozen of these long and thin snakes surrounded Han Xing.
Han Xing couldnât dodge in time, and several of them had already crawled up his legs onto his body. He cursed his bad luck inwardly, but luckily these things wouldnât bite. He dodged and slapped his body, trying to get the snakes to fall off quickly.
These sticky snakes kept increasing. Snakes of the same color kept surging and squeezing on the ground, creating an extremely unsettling scene.
âMr. Zhou, you couldâve told me how abnormal this thing is before I came!â
He should have been mentally prepared. If he had known earlier, he would have brought a torch with him..
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