From the Heavens Descended an Immortal Sister

Chapter 5: Chapter 5: You and Others Are Different_1

"Hmm."

Mu Huanqing nodded slightly; she didn't think that this boy younger than her could be more knowledgeable in medicine than the alchemists in the first sector, but since he was expressing concern, she did not decline.

Seeing her nod, Fang Ren bent down to look at her small legs beneath her sky-blue, knee-length skirt.

They were as white as jade, merely looking at them possessed a mysterious attraction to men.

Fang Ren's gaze didn't wander, and he asked, "May I touch them?"

Mu Huanqing nodded again, and upon her permission, Fang Ren reached out to touch her calf. It was very soft, as if there were no muscles on her leg at all.

After blushing for a moment, Fang Ren took a deep breath, pushing down the inappropriate urge inside him; his expression became serious.

He felt the bones in both calves and found nothing amiss; the tendons inside were not broken. Fang Ren asked, "Is it that you have no sensation from the waist down, or just that your calves can't move?"

"Just the calves," said Mu Huanqing.

"Then, it's just the calves' nerves that..."

As Fang Ren was speaking, he suddenly froze when he touched her anklet, his eyebrows instantly twisting together.

"This...This isn't from a car accident, is it?" Fang Ren looked up at her.

"No, it's not," said Mu Huanqing.

"Then why would Uncle Han..."

"Don't ask; I don't want to talk about it. Just treat me as a normal person, and I will live well as one," Mu Huanqing said.

These were the most words she had uttered so far, still filled with profound sadness.

"Live well as a normal person"... A cultivator thus accepted the reality of becoming mortal.

"Alright, then..."

Fang Ren frowned while looking at her calf, the veins and meridians in the foot connected to all the body's meridians, so having reached here, he could already roughly understand Mu Huanqing's physical condition.

The conclusion was that Mu Huanqing's meridians differed from those of ordinary people; they were the unique traits of cultivators; she truly wasn't an ordinary person.

Her meridians were almost entirely damaged, as if they had sustained an unbearable load, causing them to fail. There was also no True Qi left in her body, all dissipated into the world due to the damaged meridians.

The immobility of her calves was also due to the damage of the meridians, but the extent of damage on her calf meridians was too great, virtually in a state of severe fracture followed by atrophy.

The Cultivation Era had only begun 210 years ago, and there was no elixir in the world yet capable of restoring a person's meridians, let alone connecting those that had been severed. As for surgery or the like, that was nonsense and utterly infeasible, with forced reconnection being fatal.

"I am temporarily unable to help."

Fang Ren stood up, but thinking of the new alchemical pill he had been researching in the past two days, his frown gradually relaxed. If that pill was successful, perhaps it could help her regain the ability to walk.

"It's expected," said Mu Huanqing.

If alchemists from sector one couldn't heal her, what could a medical student do? She just didn't want to reject the goodwill of this man who was about to become her husband.

With her two lukewarm words, Fang Ren found that the room again fell silent.

Sitting on the sofa beside her, Fang Ren began to think of what to say to avoid making the atmosphere so awkward.

As he pondered, he unexpectedly thought of Liu Qianqian.

"Of course."

"I'm not quite clear about that feeling."

Fang Ren chuckled dryly again. He couldn't understand the kind of environment she had lived in before, that she would ask whether it was to marry first and then to have feelings, or the other way around.

Although the answer was simple, Fang Ren was very willing to explain it to her because in her beautiful eyes, only innocence was portrayed concerning this matter.

"Actually, the most appropriate way is to have feelings first and then get married because it's a matter involving the rest of one's life.

Being married to someone you don't like for a lifetime is definitely not right; it surely would not be happy as the purpose of marriage is for the two people to live happily together," Fang Ren said.

"Then why did they just suggest that we should marry first and develop feelings afterward?" Mu Huanqing asked.

"That's what they think, after all. The final decision rests with the two of us. Imagine if we got married without any feelings for each other and only after marriage we find that we despise each other's character.

With such a long life ahead, it would be torturous to share a bed with someone you detest every day, wouldn't it?"

"Mother said that as long as there are feelings, you can tolerate each other a lot, and you can also change a lot for the other person."

"Er... Auntie's not wrong... but the safest method is still to have feelings and then get married. Most people agree with this viewpoint," Fang Ren said.

"What about the minority who disagree?"

"It must be that everyone's experiences are different, I guess. Some think that the more ignorant you are about love, the happier you'll be, so getting married before having feelings suits them fine.

Others want to live wisely; they're cautious about feelings, afraid that genuine emotions won't be reciprocated. In the end, everyone has their own pursuits."

"Which category does Ah Ran belong to?" Mu Huanqing looked at him and asked.

Fang Ren was caught off-guard by her suddenly affectionate form of address and lost his composure for a moment. Then, he smiled and said, "I belong to... the kind that obeys fate, letting destiny decide."

"Just like your name."

"Yes, 'Ren Ran' means to let things take their natural course, and I think that's pretty good."

After hearing his words, Mu Huanqing's gaze sank slightly, and she muttered softly, "For a mortal... that is quite good."

Fang Ren saw her like this and assumed she was pondering something personal again. He didn't ask further after all, because she didn't want to say.

"Right, Sister Hui Qing, do you watch TV?" Fang Ren asked with a slight smile on his face.

"I don't want to," Mu Huanqing said.

"Then I'll wash an apple for you to eat."

"I don't want to eat."

"Then..."

"Go to your room."

"Huh?"

"Shang Han said to take me there," Mu Huanqing said.

Fang Ren was momentarily stunned. He hadn't expected her to refer to her biological father by his full name. But shortly after, he considered it reasonable since Uncle Han had left her for over twenty years, failing to fulfill any fatherly duties.

At this thought, Fang Ren became even more puzzled about why Uncle Han would leave his biological daughter and spend over twenty years with him, an unrelated child.

It was as if he was really the son of Uncle Han.