Upon arriving at the space, they found Zhao Zhicheng sleeping wrapped in a blanket. Lan Yamei woke him up and told him what had just happened at the store.
Zhao Zhicheng pointed out incisively, "I've learned the gist of his story with Butterfly Girl recently, so his suicide was within my expectations. Think about it, the girl he loved most died so tragically; no one could bear that. His father didn't like him, and his mother died because of him. What was the point of him living? Don't worry, he committed suicide, so the Murong family can't do anything to you. Besides, the Murong family is too busy taking care of themselves to bother you."
"But the person died here."
"So what? Maybe he wanted to die a long time ago, but his family kept a close watch on him and he couldn't. Now that he's dead, he's finally free. You've done a good deed. He's missing his arms and legs. Do you think he wanted to live?"
"Alright, the grave is already being dug. We'll bury him when it's completely dark."
"I feel drowsy all day and just want to sleep, I don't know why." Zhao Zhicheng was still curled up in the blanket, with a half-empty bottle of mineral water next to him.
"Don't worry, I'm already trying to figure something out. I just hope we can have thunderstorms in the next couple of days. It's winter now, so we can only rely on luck."
"Okay, I understand. There's no rush." Zhao Zhicheng said, pulling back the blanket to put on his shoes. Lying down for too long wasn't good either; the longer he lay down, the sleepier he became.
When the blanket was pulled back, the two were dumbfounded. Zhao Zhicheng had no lower body; his body below the buttocks had vanished into thin air.
"Holy crap!" they both blurted out at the same time.
"What happened to you? How did it get like this? When did this happen?" Lan Yamei panicked. She had some bad feelings before, but she didn't expect it to happen so quickly.
"I don't know either! Damn it! What do I do?" Zhao Zhicheng reached out and touched the empty space.
Lan Yamei forced herself to calm down and comforted him, "Listen to me, you might really be going back soon. This is a good thing. Zhang Song and I are so envious. As long as it doesn't hurt, it's good to go back like this. Of course, the process may seem a little scary, but it's a good thing in the end!"
"That's true." After saying that, Zhao Zhicheng said, "I came all this way but didn't have time to learn anything from Master Mei before having to rush back. I'm a little disappointed. Since we still have some time, could you help me find some ancient medical books to look at?"
"Okay, I'll go find Aunt Guan right now. Wait for me."
After leaving the space, Lan Yamei went to the clinic to find Aunt Guan. Aunt Guan had already helped Murong Bai change into decent clothes, kept the news under wraps, and was personally guarding the room.
"Thank you for your hard work." Lan Yamei said, patting Aunt Guan's shoulder. She could see the pain of a parent outliving their child.
"She was a good child, but it's a pity they weren't meant to be. I hope they can be together in their next life." Aunt Guan always regretted not being able to retrieve the butterfly's remains, which were buried under the Murong family mansion.
Lan Yamei hesitated for a moment before finally revealing her purpose for the day: "Aunt Guan, Zhao Zhicheng is probably going back to his hometown soon. He regrets not having studied with you and would like to ask you for a couple of medical books to study."
Aunt Guan snapped out of her distress and said, "I haven't seen Doctor Zhao in a long time. Why hasn't he come back yet?"
Aunt Guan had asked about it before, and Lan Yamei said that she had gone back to her hometown to take care of some things and that her return date was uncertain.
"I found a relative back in my hometown, but they probably won't be coming back. That's why I'm borrowing some books from you so I can study harder." Lan Yamei still wanted to keep it a secret; the more people who knew, the more chaotic the atmosphere would become.
“Alright, it’s good to learn from each other. I have a box of medical books in the room, I’ll go get them for you. You stay here and don’t let anyone in. Business has just stabilized, we can’t afford any more disruptions.”
As Aunt Guan went out to get the book, Lan Ya Mei dared not look at Murong Bai's pale face. The first time she met him, he was a dashing young master from a wealthy family; now, fallen into such a state, who wouldn't feel heartbroken? But that's how love is—it makes people reckless, like moths drawn to a flame. Though they couldn't be together in the end, their unwavering devotion was truly enviable.
Just as she was lost in thought, Aunt Guan came in carrying a heavy wooden box. Lan Yamei quickly took it and put it on the ground. It was really heavy, weighing at least thirty or forty books.
Aunt Guan blew off the dust, without opening it, and said, "Take it and read it. I've already read these books thoroughly, so there's no need to return them. I'm happy that these old books can still be of some use."
"Thank you on his behalf!" Lan Yamei said sincerely.
"Go quickly."
Lan Yamei carried the box out the door, found a secluded corner, and tossed the box into her spatial storage in the blink of an eye.
Upon receiving the books, Zhao Zhicheng exclaimed in delight, "So many! Doctor Mei truly lives up to her name! So generous! I'll stop chatting with you now; time is of the essence, I need to get to studying."
Having accomplished this, Lan Yamei had just turned around when she encountered Grandpa Ouyang coming upstairs.
When the accident happened, Grandpa Ouyang was extremely busy. First, he had someone dig a tomb chamber a little further outside the city, and then he bought a coffin and transported it there. Everything was done urgently and for extra money, so it was quite fast.
"Uncle Ouyang!" Lan Yamei was startled, wondering if anyone had seen her putting things into her spatial storage.
"You're here! Come on in and let's talk." Grandpa Ouyang walked towards the room where Murong Bai was.
The two entered the house and, upon seeing Granny Guan, Grandpa Ouyang hurriedly said, "A strange thing happened outside the city today!"
"Strange thing?" Lan Yamei was really afraid of hearing some bad news.
"Yes, just now when the sun was setting, there was a blue sun. The whole sky was as blue as a dye vat, and the sun was blue too. It only lasted for a short time, just the time it takes to drink two mouthfuls of water, and then it was gone." Grandpa Ouyang said with a surprised look.
"Blue Sun, how could that be? Are you feeling unwell from being so busy?" Aunt Guan didn't believe him and took his pulse.
Grandpa Ouyang said, "It's true, all of us saw it. When we came back just now, people on the street were already talking about it. They were saying that such a strange phenomenon must mean a year of great disaster!"
"A year of great disaster!" Lan Yamei repeated, then thought of the magnetic field again; too many strange things were happening today!
"Why think so much! What's meant to happen will happen. Let's just smooth things over for now." Aunt Guan didn't seem to care.
As soon as he finished speaking, Qiu Zeyu pushed open the door and entered, looking exhausted. He first glanced at Murong Bai by the bedside before turning around and saying, "The Murong family is doomed! Although Murong Qingyun is dead, he committed treason. Now, apart from Murong Xingchen, everyone in the Murong family has been imprisoned, and their home has been confiscated. These two siblings will have to be taken over by us from now on!"
"So serious!" Aunt Guan never expected that the once-glorious Murong family would collapse so suddenly.
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