Chapter 342: Daytime Thoughts, Nighttime Dreams
Ayi?
That name seemed distant to Aunt Chunhua, and it took her quite a while to recall the youth who had been the epitome of Zhong Lingyuxiu.
In their village, they hadn’t produced such a handsome child in decades.
Aunt Chunhua spoke vaguely, "Back then, Ayi went up the mountain to gather Rock-climbing Ginger. There are many landslides during the summer rains. He accidentally fell from a cliff and was covered in blood, unconscious. Old Cheng was helpless and had to send him to the big hospital."
Rock-climbing Ginger is an extremely rare medicinal herb with the efficacy of generating muscles, strengthening bones, and pain relief, often found on steep cliffs.
The Chinese Medicine Community has a very descriptive nickname for it: "Bone-knitting Herb."
The implication is that even if bones were shattered to pieces, Rock-climbing Ginger could restore them to their original state.
"It’s such a pity for that boy, the hospital couldn’t save him! Later on, Old Cheng brought back his urn and buried it on the back hill."
By the time Qiao Xi rushed back home, she was met only with the tragic news.
What followed was a hasty burial. Ayi had hardly any relatives or friends, and even the funeral was incredibly simple.