Xiaofeng quickly found the Spiritual Mirror Medical Record, which documented a total of nine hundred and ninety-nine medicinal herbs in the Spiritual Mirror Forest, including the usage and medicinal effects of each herb. It was clearly and plainly recorded, complete with illustrations and text, and could be considered very detailed.
Looking at the medical record, Xiaofeng felt a tinge of regret for not becoming a doctor.
If she had pursued medical studies, with the medical knowledge inside her space, she could have undoubtedly become a divine physician.
She quickly memorized the appearance of the Revival Herb and then wandered alone in the Spiritual Mirror Forest, but the forest was too vast, like an endless sea with no signs of its borders. At this rate, when would she find it?
After searching all night without success, Xiaofeng got up early in the morning with a headache.
Having roamed the space late into the night without Xiaoqi’s help, she barely slept, no wonder her head ached.
Mei Sanying had already prepared breakfast and even packed porridge in a thermal container: "Xiaofeng, I’ve made some porridge for you, take it to your parents at the hospital later."
Xiaofeng sat down to eat breakfast with little appetite: "Auntie, you’ve been working so hard these days."
"The busier I am, the younger I feel. I’m actually happy." At her age, most people could be holding their great-grandchildren, yet she hadn’t even held a grandchild.
She wished to stay healthy until she could see Xianghe marry and have children so she could hold her grandchildren.
"Auntie, my brother’s injuries might mean a long stay in the hospital, so I’ll need your help with the meals at home. Just prepare them, and I will deliver them to my parents." Although her brother was no longer in life-threatening danger, it was uncertain when he would wake up, and he was sure to stay in the hospital during this time.
"That’s no bother at all." Auntie Mei sighed: "I don’t know who the ruthless person is who hit him and just fled the scene. It’s utterly despicable. Pengzi is such a good child, despite his childlike intelligence, he lives a carefree life."
"I will definitely find the person who hit him; I can’t let my brother suffer in vain." Xiaofeng thought of Liao Xianghe: "Auntie, tomorrow is the day you visit Xianghe, right?"
The prison had regulations allowing one family visit per month.
"Indeed." The thought still excited her: "I don’t know if the child has lost weight. After more than a month of detention, one would think he’s become much wiser."
"Xianghe is not inherently bad." Xiaofeng carried the thermal container outside.
"It’s just that he fell into the wrong crowd." Mei Sanying sighed: "I hope that after he gets out, he will deeply realize his past mistakes and start afresh."
"Auntie, rest assured, Xianghe will definitely turn over a new leaf once he’s out." Xiaofeng walked to the courtyard gate: "Auntie, I’m off."
In the hospital, Old Guaizi helped with turning the patient, while He Ximei was wiping Su Peng’s body and weeping: "I don’t know when Pengzi will wake up. Pengzi has been kind-hearted from a young age, never fighting or grabbing from others. The heavens took his wits when he was little, and now they want to take his body too. I, He Ximei, can’t recall doing any wrong in my life, so why must my child endure all this misfortune?"
"Don’t think too much, you have to believe that Pengzi will get better. Nobody wanted to see this happen to Pengzi." Guaizi too was heartbroken.
Just the day before yesterday, he was a lively and responsible big guy who took care of two pigs at home, and today he’s lying here, uncertain when he will wake up.
"It’s my fault. I let him go pick that pigweed alone." He Ximei cried uncontrollably: "Didn’t you hear what the doctor said? When he was first brought to the hospital, he was gripping two dollars tightly in his hand. He must have been afraid of losing the money, I want to scold him. This silly boy, how could he be so foolish?"
Xiaofeng pushed the door open and entered, her heart aching as she listened to the heartbreaking cries of He Ximei: "Dad, Mom, I’ve brought you breakfast."
Seeing Xiaofeng, He Ximei quickly wiped her tears and pleaded while holding Xiaofeng’s hand: "Feng, can you get in touch with Ye Cheng now? Could you try to contact him and tell him about Pengzi’s situation, asking him and Liuye if they can cure Pengzi?"
He Ximei now pinned all her hopes on Ye Cheng and Liuye, believing that if Ye Cheng and Liuye hadn’t left, Pengzi would surely be saved.
"Okay, I will contact him later and see if he can come back." Ye Cheng had left his number, so she should be able to reach him.