Lin Mo followed the direction pointed out by Song Zhilan and soon found the village.
It was a village tucked away in the middle of the mountains and looked rather dilapidated.
As Song Zhilan had said, not many people lived in this village, mainly the elderly.
The young people had all gone to work in the city and the children had all gone to school.
Only these old people, who were still attached to their hometown, were unwilling to leave and still lived in this remote mountain village.
When Lin Mo walked into the village, not many people cared.
Near this village, there were several villas, all owned by rich people in the city.
The people here often saw rich people visiting this neighbourhood, and to them, this was the most normal thing.
As Lin Mo walked, he observed these people.
Suddenly, his gaze settled on one of the old men.
He quickly walked up to the old man and whispered, "Hello, old man."
The old man had a bewildered look on his face, "What do you ...... want from you?"
Lin Mo smiled gently and said, "Old man, have you felt that your meals have increased recently?"
The old man was surprised: "How do you ...... know that?"
"I used to eat only half a bowl in one meal."
"Now, a meal is almost a bowl, and sometimes it's not enough."
Lin Mo nodded: "What about the body?"
"After eating so many meals, is the body more sleepy?"
The old man's eyes widened, "How do you know that?"
"Aiya, I'm still wondering, I've increased this amount of food, so by all rights, my body should be better."
"But I ...... my body is really getting sleepy after this."
"I've been thinking recently about going to the hospital to get checked out to see what's wrong."
"This, you ...... are you a doctor?"
The old man looked at Lin Mo with a hopeful face.
Lin Mo smiled lightly, "That's right, I'm a doctor."
"This point of your condition, I can tell."
The old man was overjoyed: "Then ...... can you help me cure it then?"
"This ...... is not a major illness for me, is it?"
Lin Mo: "It's not a major illness."
"But, I want to ask you a question."
"In this vicinity, where can I find this kind of grass?"
Lin Mo said, taking out a piece of paper in his hand, on which he had drawn a rather strange grass.
This grass, had three leaves, two of which were jagged, and one of which was round.
The three leaves were placed together, yet they did not look the least bit out of place and were particularly odd.
The old man took a look at it and pondered it carefully, "Ouch, you don't say, I ...... I've really seen this kind of grass before."
"I thought it was strange at the time and pulled one to bring back to show others."
"But, when I got home, the grass was gone somehow!"
Lin Mo immediately said, "Where did you see it?"
The old man thought back carefully for a moment and pointed up the hill, "Over there, at the back of the hill, there are two plots of land that belong to my family."
"In the ravine below those two plots, I have seen this grass."
"Sir, this grass, does it have anything to do with my illness?"
Lin Mo laughed, "Not much to do with it, it's not a major illness for you."
"I'll prescribe a dose for you, you'll be fine after you eat it and have diarrhoea twice."
Lin Mo finished speaking, brushed down a list and handed it to the old man.
The old man was overjoyed and thanked him repeatedly.
Lin Mo, on the other hand, did not linger as he quickly rushed to the back of the mountain.
When he arrived near the two plots of land the old man had mentioned, Lin Mo's brow furrowed even tighter.
He jumped into the middle of the ravine below, which was rather shady and overgrown with weeds.
In such a place, it was reasonably easier for snakes, insects, rats and ants and the like to appear.
And strangely enough, Lin Mo had not found even a tiny ant here.
This place, it was as if it was a dead zone!