Chapter 433 Burning Fever

Gwyneth looked up with considerable difficulty to see Liam getting out of the cockpit to reach her, staring at her worriedly.

"Just tell me how to harvest it," he said. "You rest here and wait for me to come back."

Root echoed right then. "He's right, Gwyn. Just leave this to me and Mr. Luther. It's freezing outside."

Gwyneth nodded tamely as she did not have the strength to get up. "Check the pistil. It's red if it's over a hundred years old and pink if it's less than that…"

Then, remembering something, she added, "Remember, don't touch the safflower's pollen if it's younger than a hundred years. It's poisonous."

Liam quietly committed every word to memory and got out of the chopper with Root. They both returned in half an hour, holding large bouquets of safflowers that were still shedding tiny petals.

It was certainly a bountiful harvest.

However, Liam quickly put everything down when he saw that Gwyneth was already out like a light. She lay in Aubrey's arms, her dainty lips