Chapter 181

After Taylor returned to the research institute, he learned that the people who stopped the car tonight were here to stop

him.

He didn’t see it clearly. In the tense moment, with Alex shielding him, he only knew that someone was blocking the way, and nothing else.

Now, hearing the full story from others, he sighed.

He has been unknown all his life, but since he accepted a young apprentice, the whole world came knocking.

Now he also understood why Tinley had gone out with his car. It turned out that she had long known that someone was waiting for him.

Thinking of the rumors he had heard about her from outsiders, Taylor sighed.

A woman safeguarding an entire great family–if she weren’t ruthless, she’d have been devoured long ago.

And she was Yvonne’s mother; anyone who raised such a delightful child must be kind.

With this in mind, Taylor decided that tomorrow he’d secure the finest blood ginseng to restore her health.

He wanted to bring happiness to Yvonne and Tinley

Before bed, he messaged his herb–cultivator friend Timeus about his visit.

The next day, after six o’clock, he woke up.

The elderly needed little sleep. Even if no one set the time to get up, he still got up early.

Taylor, who had woken up so early, was sitting in his office with the little oranges left over from yesterday on the table.

He looked at the round and yellow oranges, his heart aching as if bleeding.

He couldn’t even bring himself to eat them, but he had to send them to someone else.

Now he was sitting at the table, considering how much to give.

He felt pain if he gave more, but it seemed stingy if he gave less.

Gift–giving was torture.

Alex, who was outside the door, came in once and saw him sitting at the table, struggling to decide. Those who didn’t know it thought it was gold.

“Professor Johnson, the car is ready,” he reminded.

This reminder made Taylor completely determined.

He finally chose to give half.

Though reluctant to part with them, Taylor knew being stingy when asking for help would be inappropriate.

After all, he needed multiple high–quality medicinal herbs this time, so these oranges weren’t completely wasted

With great care, Taylor locked away his remaining half of oranges in a cabinet.

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who he was guarding them against.

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his modest gift: a transparent plastic bag containing about two dozen oranges that most would consider embarrassingly sparse.

to Taylor, this was already too

insisted on carrying the bag

swallowed his words several times upon seeing Taylor’s pained expression.

mere mortal,

simply how true masters expressed their generosity,

more than 20 minutes and arrived at a remote medicinal herb

credentials to the security guard, who verified

drove the car to the parking lot, they realized that there were a lot of cars in

came to this medicinal herb base, but now

a quick look and saw that these cars were

“Professor Johnson, there seem to be a lot of people here today.”

little worried

clutching his bag of

a group of international guests wanted

considered

at night, he thought about it

wasn’t that widespread. Wouldn’t avoiding them be presumptuous?

out, he

business; he would focus on his herbal

could get these plants to little Yvonne to nurture, the

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several times. He knew the way and didn’t need anyone to lead the way. He

he came here

varieties are inconsistent; only Timeus’s cultivation meets my exacting standards, Taylor thought to himself as

he walked.

two varieties–cultivated

and had a stable yield. By controlling other variables, its growth and quality could be

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had two disadvantages. Its medicinal potency was weaker, and the

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was superior in efficacy. Growing freely without human interference, it

no meticulous care, thriving resiliently in

course, it had its drawbacks too–appearance

like malformed roots; others remained stunted and scrawny.

so rare, finding one with both good form and high quality was a matter

that was only a concern for

it, Taylor had no worries

without seeing the results, he knew with absolute certainty that she would nurture them into flawless, vibrant specimens.

value, they would

this time, and if possible, he’d

the prodigy gardener, he only needs to pick the ones with the

thought of that sweet little girl made

sending me more of her fruits, or

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