Lin Sinan returned to the workshop, temporarily put aside his doubts, and began to concentrate on repairing the various machines sent by customers.

He didn't have time to notice his own changes. Life, after all, is about seeking change within the constant. Therefore, Lin Sinan firmly believed that even if he could transform into Superman and save the world in the next second, he would still complete the client's request and repair the delivered machine in this second.

As night was about to fall, he stopped working. He couldn't work overtime today.

One was a machine that was in no rush, and the other was that he wanted to go home early to think about what happened this morning, or to feel if there was any change in himself.

When he walked out of the workshop, his eyes once again fell on the laptop that Fatty Zhang had given him, which instantly reminded him of Aunt Zhang.

Where on earth had Aunt Zhang gone? He wondered to himself that he hadn't even had the time to ask Fairy Wu Wanyan about Aunt Zhang's situation.

Lin Sinan packed up his things and left the company with Kexin.

He came to the elevator, pressed the button, and waited for the elevator to arrive. Ke Xin stood beside him and suddenly said in a coquettish tone: "Brother Sinan, can you ride your bike to take me home?"

Lin Sinan looked at Ke Xin helplessly. He wanted to refuse, after all, he was a little tired, but when he thought about what happened in the morning, he felt that he should compensate Ke Xin, so he nodded and agreed.

They walked into the elevator together. As the elevator slowly descended, Lin Sinan's thoughts involuntarily drifted back to the moment when he met the fairy Wu Wanyan in the morning.

He recalled what Fairy Wu Wanyan had taught him, and kept asking himself in his heart what changes had taken place in his body.

He also tried to practice the Wangqi Jue to see if there was anything unusual to discover. However, after repeated attempts, he found nothing special.

Soon, they arrived downstairs at the office. Lin Sinan found a shared electric bike, and Kexin jumped lightly onto the back seat. Her hands naturally stretched forward, tightly hugging Lin Sinan's waist, as if she was afraid she would fall.

The shared e-scooter's seat was small, forcing the two bodies to squeeze tightly together. Lin Sinan felt the softness and firmness of Kexin's young body almost instantly. Her body was soft and flexible.

Ke Xin's chest pressed tightly against his back. The firm and elastic touch seemed to carry a kind of wonderful magic. At that moment, his originally focused mind suddenly became a little distracted.

He could clearly feel the soft and warm presence, tightly pressed against him, causing his heartbeat to speed up unconsciously. He tried to remain calm and get his thoughts back on track.

He could clearly feel Ke Xin's breath, the warm breath gently brushing his back, like a spring breeze blowing across the lake, causing ripples.

Ke Xin's breathing was sometimes rapid, sometimes steady, as if she was expressing her inner nervousness and anticipation. Lin Sinan's face was slightly hot.

Unconsciously, they arrived at the residential complex where Aunt Jiang lived. Lin Sinan should have turned around and left, but Ke Xin invited him to go home and see Aunt Jiang. Lin Sinan thought about it and realized that it had been a long time since he had seen Aunt Jiang, so he parked the car and walked into the corridor with Ke Xin.

Ke Xin opened the door and asked, "Mom, why are you back?" Ke Xin was obviously surprised to see Aunt Jiang sitting on the sofa. After she finished speaking, she seemed to realize that she had let the cat out of the bag and quickly glanced at Lin Sinan.

But Lin Sinan's gaze was completely on Aunt Jiang. He found that something was wrong with Aunt Jiang. It wasn't that she was wrong as a person, but her entire mental state was wrong. In the past, Aunt Jiang was graceful, elegant, with a rosy face and eyes full of brightness and agility.

At this time, Aunt Jiang's face was pale. Her originally fair and rosy face seemed to be covered with a layer of light gray mist, losing the peach blossom-like beauty of the past.

Her eyes no longer had the brightness and liveliness of the past, but instead revealed a trace of fatigue, heaviness, and sadness that was difficult to conceal.

She was so tired that she had lost her spirit, and her heart was so heavy that it made people feel distressed. Sadness was like a faint smoke, slowly spreading from the depths of her eyes, tugging at people's hearts.

Lin Sinan's heart was suddenly tightened, his brows frowned involuntarily, and his eyes were full of worry and anxiety.

He asked softly, "Aunt Jiang, what's wrong with you? Are you feeling unwell?" His voice was as gentle as a breeze, full of concern and anxiety.

Ke Xin also hurried forward, her young face full of tension and worry. She stared at Aunt Jiang and said, "Mom, what's wrong with you?" Her voice was full of anxiety and heartache, and her gentle tone seemed afraid of disturbing Aunt Jiang.

Aunt Jiang sighed softly and said slowly: "Nannan, Kexin, I'm fine, just a little tired."

But Lin Sinan and Ke Xin both clearly felt that things were definitely not that simple. They looked at each other, and saw deep doubt and worry in each other's eyes.

They helped Aunt Jiang into the house, which was still filled with that familiar, faintly warm atmosphere. Ke Xin quickly ran to pour Aunt Jiang a cup of hot water and handed it to her carefully, her eyes full of concern.

Lin Sinan sat next to Aunt Jiang, his hand gently resting on her shoulder, as if trying to give her some strength and comfort. His eyes were full of tenderness and love, just like treating his closest family members.

In this quiet atmosphere, they quietly accompanied Aunt Jiang, waiting for the moment when Aunt Jiang was willing to open her heart to them. They hoped to share some of Aunt Jiang's pain and sorrow, so that she could regain her former smile and glory.

Aunt Jiang leaned on the bed, her body relaxed a little, and after a moment of silence, she said: "It's really okay, I'm just a little tired."

I performed a major operation last night, which took almost ten hours. The operation was very successful, and the patient's vital signs were normal. I thought I could save the patient's life.

"Her voice gradually became low, with a hint of loss and helplessness that was hard to conceal. But the hospital just called and said that the patient was no longer alive. I was a little dazed for a while. I'm sorry that you saw it!

Aunt Jiang's eyes became a little dim, and her originally bright eyes were now filled with sadness.

When Lin Sinan heard that someone was dead, he was shocked for a moment. He quickly looked around with his right eye, but found nothing. He then silently recited the Qi-Looking Technique and found that several strands of black silk had appeared on Aunt Jiang's head. Those black silks were like ghosts entangled in Aunt Jiang's luck.

Lin Sinan fell into deep thought. What do these black silk threads represent? How can he break them?