Not following the expected path? Reborn and unexpectedly married to a demon.

Chu Luo nurtured the seedlings even more diligently, and strangely enough, they grew very quickly.

However, there are also more and more insect remains near the seedlings.

When Master Cao came to deliver fertilizer to her, he saw this scene and asked her what kind of grass it was.

Chu Luo told him that these were medicinal herbs for treating illnesses.

Master Cao shook his head. "These herbs probably won't be effective."

Chu Luo asked anxiously, "Why is that?"

"This herb doesn't look like an ordinary thing. The more potent the herb, the more particular it is about its growing environment. This herb has strong vitality, and the soil's nutrients have been completely absorbed."

Look, in order to grow, it attracts flying insects to feed on it. As they grow bigger and bigger, it attracts more and more insects. But how can these things feed on medicinal herbs with spiritual properties? They might even grow poisonous plants.”

Master Cao had never seen such a bewitching herb before, so he couldn't help but examine it closely.

Chu Luo felt a chill in her heart and quickly asked, "Is there any other way to resolve this?"

Master Cao looked left and right, then reached out to touch the grass. "Wow, this grass actually bites!"

Master Cao quickly withdrew his hand; he had a cut on his finger, and blood was dripping out.

It was absorbed by the grass leaves.

Chu Luo witnessed the whole scene. Master Cao shook his head and said, "This herb can only be kept to repel insects; it's beyond saving. Judging from its indiscriminate feeding behavior, constantly absorbing poisonous insects, it will likely become a highly poisonous herb in the future."

Chu Luo was extremely disappointed to learn that the medicinal herbs had been ruined.

"Master Cao, I see that you not only grow flowers and trees, but also some rare medicinal herbs. Do you know any way to cultivate these herbs well?"

Chu Luo still had some seeds, and she wanted to try again.

"Oranges grown south of the Huai River are sweet oranges, but those grown north of the Huai River are bitter oranges. Such medicinal herbs generally cannot be cultivated in suitable environments, and even if they are, they will not amount to much. Let's give up on them."

Chu Luo shook her head. "I want to use this herb to save people; I must keep them alive."

Seeing his persistence, Master Cao took out a book from his pocket and handed it to her. "It's a book on growing flowers and plants. Since you're interested, you can look it up. Maybe it will give you some ideas."

Master Cao assumed she was only interested in growing flowers and plants, and that she gave up after trying it.

Chu Luo forgot to eat and sleep and quickly read through the book. The book itself did not offer any solutions, but some of the words in it reminded her of something else.

It also gave her some other inspiration.

She learned some knowledge about herbs from Long Yu, and she also learned some knowledge from the book on poisons that she found.

Her knowledge is haphazard, but also interconnected.

The next day, she climbed the mountain and brought back soil from a remote place where medicinal herbs grew. She also used a large water jug ​​to fetch spring water from the source.

She planted it again, and it sprouted again very quickly. According to Master Cao, it quickly absorbed all the nutrients in the soil. This kind of herb cannot be transplanted casually, otherwise it will not survive.

Chu Luo began to try feeding the animal the herbs she had brought from the prison using the methods she had come up with.

It's not about planting, it's about feeding.

Every day she would get up early, climb the mountain to fetch the cleanest and freshest spring water, and cultivate her internal strength and practice breathing exercises on the mountain.

After doing all that, he came back and listened to Bai Yu's lectures with the others.

After her injury, she hadn't properly cultivated her internal energy, but when she started cultivating it again, it became inexplicably smooth.

Since Chu Luo started planting medicinal herbs again, she has stopped eating meat.

Some time later, Chu Luo looked at the newly grown herbs with a faint orchid fragrance and felt a sense of joy.

This was the scent she smelled when she was in the prison, but the scent of the few plants that had been damaged was completely different. In order to avoid affecting the herbs she was currently cultivating, she moved the original ones to Master Cao's place and asked him to take care of them.

Seeing that the herb was already poisonous and could not be grown into the best medicine, Master Cao thought he might as well grow the most poisonous herb and see how poisonous it could become.

Master Cao became interested and took the herb away to study and cultivate it.

Chu Luo's face was a little pale, but she was in good spirits. Bai Yu still had the doctor check on Chu Luo every few days.

The doctor said that Chu Luo was deficient in qi and blood and needed to replenish it, but after Chu Luo stopped eating meat, the doctors replaced all her food with medicine.

Chu Luo drank more bitter medicine than food every day, but she forced herself to drink it no matter how bitter it was.

The doctors found that despite administering so much medicine, Chu Luo's weakness in qi and blood did not improve significantly, so they increased the dosage, and Chu Luo took more medicine each day.

Meals are taken three times a day, and medicine is taken six times a day.

In addition to focusing on Bai Yu's health, the doctors at Bai Yu Garden now have another problem: Chu Luo's health.

They took turns trying to solve Chu Luo's problem, a problem that was reckless but incurable.

"Miss Chu, how could you have lost so much vital energy? We've been treating you for half a month; your entire bloodline must have been replaced!"

The doctor couldn't find any wounds on Chu Luo's body, but her blood and energy levels were extremely similar to those of someone who had suffered severe injuries and lost too much blood.

If it weren't for her internal strength, her breathing techniques, and her physical training, she probably wouldn't be in this state now.

Besides Chu Luo's health, they were also worried that Bai Yu's illness would worsen due to the changing seasons, making it difficult to get through anything easily.

As Bai Yu grows older, his illness will worsen, and the closer his birthday gets, the more worrying it becomes.

Chu Luo also noticed that Bai Yu was appearing later and later each day, and spending less and less time in front of everyone.

His skin was originally porcelain white, but lately it has become increasingly pale. Even though he speaks very slowly, you can still hear that his breathing is unsteady.

Standing beside him, Chu Luo was filled with worry.

Like her, Steward Qin and the doctor in the manor also looked worried.

In the past few days, fewer people have come to listen to the lectures, so eventually other people have started teaching instead.

Bai Yu collapsed in the corridor. Chu Luo happened to be nearby and rushed over to help him up with Steward Qin.

Soon, all the doctors in the manor arrived, and all the medicines that could usually alleviate the symptoms were used, but Bai Yu remained unconscious and his breathing was weak.

Chu Luo stood anxiously on the perimeter, afraid of disturbing the doctors if she got too close, but also worried about staying too far away.

"These medicines aren't very effective this time," an old doctor said with a worried expression.

"Do you still have that blood essence?" another doctor asked Steward Qin.

Butler Qin nodded helplessly, "There aren't many left. We originally saved some for later use in case of emergency, but the young master's health requires more and more each time, which isn't a sustainable solution."

"Isn't this just a matter of what might happen? Let's use it first and talk about other things later," the old doctor sighed.

Butler Qin nodded, and the door was closed.

Two hours later, the doctors who had been there earlier emerged, exhausted, their foreheads drenched in sweat as if they had been doused with water.

"Doctors, how is he?" Chu Luo hurriedly stepped forward to stop them and ask.

The old doctor said dejectedly, "The situation is stable for now, but next time... sigh."

The other doctor didn't look too good either. "I'm afraid we don't have enough of the medicinal ingredients."

"Take more next time," another doctor said.

The old doctor complained, "So much more? We already overdid it last time. Taking any more might kill them."