Ultimately, the gray squirrel refused to return to the mountains, insisting on following Su Qing. Delighted, she happily led the gray squirrel out of the wilderness.
Anxious to return to Beijing, Su Qing didn't linger in Xiuma Village. She quickly let everyone know she was safe, left the gifts she had for the villagers, and rushed back to Maqu County.
Once back in Maqu County, Su Qing called Mr. Gong. "Mr. Gong, I found the herb."
Mr. Gong had already returned to Xiyuan County, where he had been busy helping An Zhihan with his recovery. He knew an eight-hundred-year-old Purple Danshen was nearly impossible to find. Even if his ancestors had found one, who knew if any still existed after all these years? He had recently been researching alternative treatments for An Zhihan in case the Purple Danshen couldn't be found.
However, Su Qing had given him a huge surprise.
"Really? You found it?!" Mr. Gong was ecstatic to hear the news. "Su, thank you for all your trouble."
