In short, finding this medicinal herb was both troublesome and dangerous.

Gregory Lawrence was surprised, "Did you find this?"

Hannah looked at him, "Mhm."

Gregory shook his head, "No, you’re not injured?"

This was what he was initially curious about.

Before Hannah left, she already had injuries. Even if she had encountered no dangers while searching for the medicine, she shouldn’t look like this—like nothing happened at all!

"Do you really wish for me to be injured?"

Hannah asked him.

Of course, Gregory shook his head.

"I’m just curious," he said.

After that, he didn’t ask any more questions, but just sat there quietly, watching Hannah process the herbs before applying them to Arnold Simmons.

Her movements were very skillful.

There were many questions in Gregory’s mind, but in the end, he held back and didn’t ask any.

...

Arnold woke up two days later.

The purple heart had a very good effect, and his wounds had almost completely healed.

Perhaps because the black serpent had been severely injured, the white mist in the Mysterious Forest had dispersed by a large margin.

The night wind brought the fragrance of flowers and the chirping of birds nearby.

The sky twinkled with stars.

This didn’t resemble the perilous Mysterious Forest at all, but rather a remote suburban area of Blue Star.

The night was beautiful.

When Hannah opened her eyes, she saw Arnold sitting in front of her.

His left shoulder was wrapped in a bandage, stained with a large patch of crimson blood.

Fortunately, his face had regained its color.

After assuring that the black serpent wouldn’t come out again for a while, they found a cave nearby where they could rest temporarily.

The cave was quite spacious, extending about twenty or thirty meters deep.

Gregory and the other man slept toward the back, and now it was Hannah’s turn to stand guard through the night.

She wasn’t asleep, just resting with her eyes closed,

but when she opened her eyes and saw Arnold, she was still taken aback.

"When did you wake up?" she tugged at her collar, her voice slightly hoarse.

The wind rose in the night.

It blew in gusts, the leaves rustling.

It was a bit cold.

Arnold just looked silently at Hannah in front of him, not answering or speaking.

Hannah paused for a moment before smiling again.

A smile that was just like before.

Delicate, bright, radiant.

"Does the wound still hurt?"

Worry filled her eyes.

But in Arnold’s eyes, there was only the boundless night.

He seemed a bit weary, leaning against the cold stone wall, his eyes slightly closed, his voice carrying a heavy suppression, "You’re injured, aren’t you?"

He asked if that was the case.

But in his heart, he already had the answer.

Hannah withdrew half of her smile and lightly wrapped her arms around her drawn-up legs.

She was looking at him, then said, "No."

Arnold looked up at her, "Really?"

He seemed a bit angry.

Or perhaps very angry, only revealing a hint of it at that moment.

Like the tip of an iceberg.

But Hannah still said, "No."

She wasn’t injured.

Arnold didn’t ask anymore and stood up to walk outside.

After two steps, he turned back and reached out his hand toward Hannah, who was seated at the mouth of the cave.

Hannah placed her hand in his, using it to stand up, then looked at the two still resting inside the cave,

"What about them?"

Gregory and the other man were still resting.

Though the mutated beasts nearby didn’t dare to approach because of the black serpent’s scent, it wasn’t one hundred percent safe.

Arnold said, "He’s there."

...

They didn’t go far, just about a hundred meters away, there was a small dense forest. 𝗳𝚛𝗲𝕖𝚠𝚎𝚋𝗻𝗼𝕧𝗲𝐥.𝚌𝚘𝐦

The trees reached high into the sky, the branches and leaves were also lush and covering the heavens.

Starlight couldn’t penetrate, so it was completely dark here.