Ye Qingqing turned her head and, about a hundred meters away from the old tea tree, saw a dozen or so extremely bright little flowers, somewhat like orchids, but not quite. She was overjoyed.

She was very familiar with this flower.

The flowers of Dendrobium officinale.

In her past life, it was popular to cultivate Dendrobium officinale, and she also cultivated a pot of it. The flowers that bloomed were like this. Dendrobium officinale is an extremely precious Chinese medicinal herb that can clear the mind, improve eyesight, calm the nerves, boost immunity, and has remarkable effects in fighting cancer. The flowers are especially precious.

Most of the Dendrobium officinale sold on the market is semi-wild, costing tens of thousands of yuan per kilogram. The truly wild Dendrobium officinale is almost extinct and cannot be bought even if you have the money.

“I’ll go pick some Dendrobium officinale flowers for Lu Mo to eat; he doesn’t sleep well.”

Ye Qingqing moved toward the dendrobium with great interest. Lu Mo had crawled out of a pile of dead bodies and suffered a great mental shock. He would go for psychological treatment every week. Moreover, he was currently weak, so eating dendrobium flowers was just right for him.

Pipi was also surprised; it hadn't even noticed that there was Dendrobium officinale on this cliff, which was a valuable thing.

Ye Qingqing gradually adapted and sped up, soon arriving at the cluster of yellow flowers. To her surprise, she discovered that this cliff was covered with wild dendrobium orchids, blooming with brilliant flowers, which were extremely beautiful.

"I'm rich!"

Ye Qingqing's eyes shone as she picked the flowers one by one. If she didn't pick them, no one would notice, and it would be such a waste if they withered.

She picked all the flowers, weighing about two or three pounds. She also moved a few plants into her space. Like orchids, dendrobiums can sprout on their own and will multiply in large numbers in no time.

This trip to Niushou Mountain was so fruitful that Ye Qingqing completely forgot the pain in her body and laughed foolishly. On the way down the mountain, she picked some common medicinal herbs, such as Dipsacus asper, Panax notoginseng, Drynaria fortunei, and Paeonia lactiflora, all of which are used to heal tendons and bones.

The journey took a long time, and it was almost six o'clock when they came down the mountain. Although it wasn't dark yet, it was getting dark. Ye Qingqing didn't even have time to change her clothes before pedaling her bike toward the Lu family. She had agreed with Lin Shufang that she would be back before five o'clock.

After rushing for half an hour, they finally arrived at the Lu family home before dark. Lin Shufang was extremely anxious. Ye Tong kept looking for her sister, but nothing she did could soothe her. Yue Hongxia's face was so gloomy it could drip water. The house had turned into a kindergarten.

Ye Qingqing heard Xiaotong crying in the yard. She rushed into the house without even parking the car properly, shouting, "Sister's back!"

Ye Tong stopped crying abruptly, threw herself into her arms, and looked at her pitifully with red eyes.

"Qingqing, where are you going... Oh dear... Who did this to you?" Lin Shufang's heart skipped a beat when she saw Ye Qingqing's miserable state, and she had a bad feeling.

Ye Qingqing's current appearance was exactly like that of someone who had been brutally abused; her hair was disheveled, her hands and face were covered in wounds, and she had even changed her clothes, which were now covered in grass clippings and dust...

Not only Lin Shufang thought of the worst, but Yue Hongxia did too, screaming, "Qingqing, have you been...?"

Clang!

Lu Mo swept his hand lightly, and the enamel cup on the table fell to the ground with a loud crash, interrupting Yue Hongxia's question. Although Lu Mo's face was calm, the anger in his heart was rising rapidly.

Who did it?

Ye Qingqing had no idea that her current appearance had caused so much speculation in the Lu family. She took out a handful of dendrobium flowers wrapped in a handkerchief from her bag, about forty or fifty of them, but didn't take them all out.

"Aunt Fang, this is wild Dendrobium officinale flower. You can make soup for Lu Mo; it's good for his health."