Inside the box was a blood-stained cloth bag. Su Qing found it very familiar. It was Su Shengjun's—Li Wan had sewn it for him by hand. The bag was even embroidered with a few wintersweet blossoms. Li Wan loved wintersweet, and Su Qing also had clothes with wintersweet blossoms embroidered by her, identical to the ones on this bag!
'So, Su Shengjun really did fall off this cliff back then. Was he saved by this caretaker?' Su Qing opened the cloth bag and saw some medicine inside—various ointments and powders for treating injuries. She pressed her lips together, placed the bag back in the box, and continued reading the letters.
It turned out that Su Shengjun had indeed fallen to the bottom of the cliff all those years ago. However, he was incredibly lucky. Although he was severely injured, his fall was broken by a tree. Thanks to the caretaker's timely medical attention, his life was saved.
