Ling Tian cried uncontrollably, her resentment growing even stronger.

Her personality is very similar to Su Yu's. Even though she got to where she is today because of her own reasons, she still habitually blames others for her mistakes.

Even now, she stubbornly believes that all her misfortunes are caused by Ling Mo.

Thinking that Ling Mo had become the enviable daughter of the Zhan family, Ling Tian's eyes turned even redder, and she gritted her teeth in hatred.

"Ling Mo, one day I will make you taste what it's like to be humiliated at will!"

Her chest heaved violently, and her hoarse voice, thick with sobs, sounded like a wounded beast trapped in a prison, sending chills down one's spine the moment she opened her mouth.

...

Zhan Family Old House

After everyone had fallen into a drowsy sleep, Ling Mo secretly took out the five diaries that Liu Guifen had secretly brought to her, which were left behind by Shi Ying before her death.

Gently turn the first page of the diary, and you'll see Shi Ying's neat and tidy regular script handwriting.

She skimmed through the diary, turning dozens of pages in a row, and found that most of the entries were just scattered fragments of her life, with very little mention of other aspects.

Ling Mo frowned, glancing at the five diaries spread out in front of him. He fought off his drowsiness and turned the pages one after another.

Even after her eyes became slightly red from overuse, she still couldn't find any mention of Ouyang Bin in Shi Ying's diary.

However, flipping through the diary all night was not without its rewards.

At the very least, Shi Ying's diary frequently mentions the rare Chinese herbal medicine "Li Ren Lei" which can cure all poisons, and she also records its origin in detail.

October 18, 2000, sunny.

After crossing three mountains, I still couldn't find the "Tears of Parting" that could cure all poisons, as recorded in medical books. I was a little disappointed.

However, the towering trees growing among the rocks in the mountains are a small reward for today's hike.

In such harsh living conditions, saplings can grow into towering trees, which is admirable.

October 19, 2000, cloudy.

I climbed two more mountains today, but still couldn't find any clues related to the "Tears of Parting".

Suddenly I felt a little disheartened; perhaps the tears of parting lovers have long since disappeared.

October 20, 2000, rain.

A downpour brought wisps of azure mist to the mountains, transforming the otherwise unremarkable scenery into a dreamlike, ethereal wonderland.

Carrying a basket on my back, I planned to go up the mountain to collect some dew after the rain, but I unexpectedly came across a forest of fiery red maple leaves in the mountain stream.

Looking at the red leaves falling from the sky, a line of poetry suddenly came to mind:

Who has painted the frost-covered forest with such vibrant colors at dawn? It is always the tears of those who are parting.

At that moment, I suddenly thought that perhaps the tears of parting are not some rare and extinct Chinese herbal medicine, but rather something common and readily available.

It can be small crystals on a maple forest after the rain, or frost and snow on a maple tree that have been ravaged by a long, harsh winter and are quietly melting in the warm sunshine of early spring.

October 21, 2000, rain.

The rain was so heavy today that I couldn't go out.

I then spread out the maple leaves I had collected in the mountain stream yesterday on the table and studied them carefully for most of the day.

I had thought that the tears of parting were closely related to maple leaves, but unfortunately it turns out that maple leaves have no medicinal value, let alone the ability to cure all poisons.

...

December 27, 2000, sunny.

We went up the mountain to collect herbs with the same itinerant doctor, and we had a very pleasant conversation during that time.

He told me the story of the tears shed by parting lovers.

He said that the tears of parting were originally a product of the interaction between maple and arrow poison tree.

Once upon a time, in a forest of arrow poison trees, a maple sapling unexpectedly sprouted. The sap of the arrow poison trees poisoned the maple, leaving it riddled with holes and covered with poisonous mushrooms.

After the maple tree roots died, the poisonous mushrooms also withered away due to the loss of nutrients.

The withered poisonous mushrooms witnessed the love-hate relationship between the arrow poison tree and the maple tree, and through this story, they were called "tears of parting" by the ancients.

However, not all maple trees affected by the sap of the arrow poison tree will produce poisonous mushrooms that can both neutralize and cure all poisons.

Everything begins with a confluence of causes and conditions.

In other words, the tears of parting lovers have never disappeared, but they are extremely difficult to find.

Some people spend their entire lives without ever finding one.

The traveling doctor also said that the only plant in the world that bears the "tears of parting" is located within China.

It is said that a hundred years ago, a man with great military achievements used his powerful network of connections to find a plant in order to cure his wife of a deadly poison.

However, the woman who was poisoned did not live to see the antidote, and died under enemy fire when the city fell.

...

"Arrow poison tree, maple tree, poisonous mushrooms..."

Ling Mo frowned, feeling that the combination of these three elements was quite strange.

Fortunately, as Shi Ying said, the tears of parting have not disappeared.

The fact that they haven't disappeared proves that anything is possible.

Even a slim chance is better than no hope at all.

Ling Mo rubbed his sore eyes, then flipped through dozens more pages.

As her eyelids grew heavier and heavier until they closed completely, the three words "Ouyang Bin" suddenly appeared on the yellowed title page.

This greatly invigorated her, and her previous weariness vanished in an instant.

June 8, 2001, sunny.

Aunt Li's condition worsened, and because she was short of a certain medicinal herb, she had to go to the city to buy it.

On the way into the city, I encountered a young man lying in a pool of blood after a car accident.

I gave him a simple bandage treatment and also fixed his dislocated hand and foot bones.

As darkness fell and there was no one else around, I was very anxious, but all I could do was wait by his side.

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