Fudi Grass grows in clusters. Once you find it, it's never just one plant; it's always a whole patch.
The roots of Fudi Grass are also excellent medicinal ingredients, so everyone was extra careful when digging them up.
A dozen people surrounded that patch of grass, meticulously excavating it.
Jian Shichu led Ye Qingci far, far away, only removing her mask once they were out of the scent's range, letting her breathe in the fresh air.
He worriedly touched her forehead, "How are you feeling?"
"I feel great," Ye Qingci said, wrapping her arms around his neck with a smile. "I'm really happy, truly! I increasingly feel that our baby is a lucky star—so amazing, so incredible. They're not even born yet, and they're already helping us treat illnesses and save lives. Don't you think that's just extraordinary?"
Her eyes sparkled with pride and joy. It was evident she wasn't joking or teasing—she genuinely believed she was carrying an extraordinary little lucky star.
