Substitute Bride: Utterly Pampered by Her Billionaire Husband-Chapter 1160: We Will All Be Okay
Cordyceps?
Could cordyceps cure Mort Thorne’s poison addiction?
Dianna glanced at the book she held, was Serena planning to use this cordyceps to detoxify Mort?
"If I go to Mount Argent now, can I find it?" Dianna’s eyes, like snow and ice, sparkled with hopeful light, as she pondered.
"This cordyceps is elusive. Even if you venture into the mountain now, you might not find it."
"But what if I do? Even if there’s a glimmer of hope, I won’t give up."
"But this season, the mountains are overgrown with thorns. It’s already dark now, better wait until tomorrow to search," suggested the healer.
"I’ll go now." Dianna turned to leave.
But the healer stopped Dianna, her expression grave, cautioning, "None of us have seen this cordyceps. According to the medical canonical, it’s extremely toxic. If you want to pick it, you must pay with a life. So, please consider carefully about this journey to Mount Argent."
Dianna hesitated not a moment, firmly stating, "I understand your concern, but this journey to Mount Argent, I must undertake. I will certainly bring back the cordyceps!"
...
Dianna set off immediately. Guided by the map, she ventured into the dense depths of Mount Argent. It was now very dark, and she held a flashlight to aid her search for the cordyceps.
Soon, her delicate skin was slashed by the thorns along the way, leaving bloody marks, causing her pain.
The thorns reached her abdomen, growing half-human high, making them unavoidable.
The physical pain was almost negligible; Dianna kept her head down, intent on finding the cordyceps.
She was determined to bring back the cordyceps and save him.
Time passed slowly, the darkness deepened, and Dianna had ventured far, increasingly distant from the exit.
Yet she felt no fear, only urgency, for she had yet to find the cordyceps.
This cordyceps was scarce; where did it grow?
Dianna lifted her head. She suddenly spotted something green in the crevice of a rock — cordyceps!
Cordyceps appeared!
She had thought it’d grow in the soil, but no, it grew in the rock’s crevice.
Dianna quickly ran to the large rock; the cordyceps was high, requiring her to climb to reach it.
Her hands hugged the rock; Dianna climbed slowly and agilely, with past experience in rock climbing, quickly reaching the middle.
But the rock’s middle twisted in a bizarre shape, and Dianna slipped, falling down.
Her slender body crashed onto the ground, sudden pain blanketed her eyes in darkness; she nearly fainted from agony.
With a pause, she quickly stood, starting to climb again.
This time, she climbed slow but steady; sweat soaking through her clothes, finally reaching the top. She reached out to grasp the cordyceps.
But she quickly sensed danger, instinctive caution towards peril; she noticed a strange black mist surrounding the cordyceps.
Dianna recalled the healer’s words: cordyceps is extremely poisonous; to pick it, a life risk is required.
Dianna sensed the chill of death.
But she remembered Mort; she was willing to do anything to save him.
Dianna reached out, touching the black mist.
The next moment, she felt something sharp cutting her finger, creating a small wound from which blood dripped onto the cordyceps.
Sss.
Dianna gasped painfully, retracting her bleeding finger swiftly.
Then she saw the cordyceps transform, the black mist fading. The cordyceps, revived by the fresh blood, stretched vibrantly green, coming alive almost.
Dianna had no time to ponder, directly reaching out, plucking the cordyceps.
She had obtained the cordyceps!
Wonderful, Mort could now be saved.
She would return with the cordyceps immediately!
...
Dianna returned by dawn, reaching her room’s door, a black veil over her eyes, fainting directly.
Time passed unknowingly, her long lashes fluttered twice, Dianna slowly opened her eyes.
Her clear and pure black and white eyes glanced at the arched ceiling above, taking a few seconds to realize she was back in her room, lying on the soft large bed.
"Dianna, you’re awake?" A familiar melodious voice sounded beside her ear.
Dianna tilted her gaze, finding Serena.
"Serena, how long did I sleep?"
"It’s afternoon now."
What?
She had slept from dawn till afternoon?
Mort!
Where was her cordyceps?
Dianna reached for her waist, her bag was missing, her clothes had been changed.
Where’s the bag?
Where was her bag?
Dianna sprang upright from bed, "Serena, my bag, did you see my bag?"
"Dianna, the bag’s here." Serena handed the bag to Dianna.
Dianna opened the cloth bag to find her cordyceps inside. A blessing indeed, she hadn’t lost it.
"Serena, I’ve picked the cordyceps; hurry, take it to save Mort!"
"Dianna, you returned with injuries just to pick this cordyceps?" Serena asked softly.
Dianna had fainted at the room door, discovered by Serena, her body marked by numerous small injuries from thorns; Serena had applied medicine but had seen the rare cordyceps from the medical manual.
Dianna nodded, lifting the covers with her hand, "Yes, Serena, this cordyceps can save Mort; let’s go to him now."
"Dianna." Serena held Dianna’s soft, cold hand.
Dianna halted her steps, glanced at Serena, seeing Serena frowning with worried, serious eyes upon her.
Dianna’s heart skipped, her unexplained fainting spoke of issues.
"Serena, am I..."
"Dianna, the cordyceps is poisonous. I can save Mort, but we must depart immediately; the cordyceps’ toxin has rapidly begun deteriorating your bones and blood."
Dianna paused, but soon curled her lips, "Serena, I sensed it wasn’t right when picking the cordyceps. But it’s fine, we’ll save Mort first, then leave; I don’t want to die, and I won’t."
Serena stepped forward, gently embracing Dianna’s fragile form, "Dianna, I’m here; together, we’ll be safe and well."
...
Yesterday, when Dianna left, Mort’s poison addiction surfaced. Today, when Dianna arrived, Mort’s poison addiction struck again.
Mort’s condition worsened, his handsome face paled then turned dark blue, cold sweat beading down his forehead, his features hard, making them painful even to sight.
