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Chapter 4.4. Little Fairy Doctor

Jiang Jianxin didn't know what to say.

Should I tell her the whole truth?
After being trained by the strategists of the Foresight Family and the Truth of Answers for so long, Jiang Jianxin's perception and awareness have been elevated to a new level.

From the moment the sculptor showed no hesitation or even a desire to refute after the tactful advice, she had already keenly guessed what was going on.

Has she already purchased a large quantity of carving materials?

Jiang Jianxin asked in his mind.

Yes, you guessed very accurately.

The answer, truth, replied.

Knowing that she had already purchased the materials, Jiang Jianxin felt it was inappropriate to persuade her otherwise, because once a person has sunk costs, they become stubborn as an ox, and no amount of persuasion can sway them back.

Therefore, she simply nodded and mumbled:

"That's it..."

The conversation naturally turned to the flowers and plants in front of them. The two continued watering, the soft sound of the water making the balcony exceptionally quiet.

My mother-in-law is very good at growing flowers. All kinds of potted plants stretch out in the sunlight, red and purple, with bright colors and full, healthy branches and leaves, clearly taking good care of them.

Jiang Jianxin squatted down, holding a watering can in his hand, but his gaze was somewhat absent-minded. Water droplets fell silently into the flower soil.

She subconsciously shifted her foot slightly, the tip of her shoe touching the outer edge of the flowerpot.

In that instant, a piece of information naturally came to mind:
The flowers of spring (San Chun Hua) are warm in nature and can be used in medicine.

This is the power of healing. Before, it was incomplete, only able to gather in the palms, soles, or a certain part of the body, exerting localized power. But since colliding with that power of death, it seems to have suddenly upgraded.

For example, at this moment, Jiang Jianxin could no longer feel the healing light that had once flowed within his body. The light seemed to have been scattered, its fragments merging into his limbs and bones, evenly distributed throughout his body.

This is why the "healing feet," which can automatically sense the properties of medicinal materials, and the "healing hands," which can directly perform healing procedures, can coexist without interfering with each other.

Besides the change in the form of healing power, Jiang Jianxin also sensed that the collision and fusion of the two powers seemed to have given birth to something entirely new.

While the sculptor turned to water the flowers, she quietly extended her right hand and slowly opened her palm.

"Om..."

A ball of dark brown light emerged from her palm, emanating a rich aura of withering and decay.

Jiang Jianxin carefully moved his right hand toward the fiery red flower called the Three Spring Flowers beside him.

"call……"

The once vibrant spring flower trembled slightly the moment it was enveloped in the halo of light, as if some invisible force had drained its life force.

The edges of the petals began to curl inward, and the fiery red color, like paint that had been diluted with water, quickly faded, turned gray, and then turned into a dark brown like withered leaves.

The vibrant, full texture dries out with each breath, revealing fine wrinkles, like thin paper that has been dried by the wind.

The flower stems also drooped softly, losing their support and bending down little by little, as if they had exhausted their last bit of strength.

From full bloom to withering, it only takes a few seconds.

Jiang Jianxin himself had not expected that this power would be so corrosive.

She didn't want to destroy a perfectly blooming flower just to test its capabilities.

So she hurriedly stretched out her left hand—

A gentle, emerald-green light, like that of a lake, emanates from the water, brimming with vitality and warmth.

Jiang Jianxin actually liked this power very much. It flowed in his palm like a spring stream, and with just a slight tilt, the green light gently fell and covered the flower that had just withered.

"Whoosh..." The process of decline froze for a moment, and then began to reverse.

The dark brown, curled petals, as if infused with invisible water of life, slowly unfurled and stood upright, their parched veins replenished.

The dark brown receded like a tide, and a vibrant, fiery red spread from the base of the petals, instantly igniting the entire flower and making it even more dazzling than before.

The drooping flower stems gradually straightened up again, regaining their supple and vibrant appearance.

In just a few breaths, a fresh and plump spring flower stood gracefully in the emerald light, as if it had never experienced that calamity of withering.

What is this, the power of life and the power of decay?

Jiang Jianxin spread his hands and asked the intuition in his mind with curiosity.

That's roughly the idea.

"I answered intuitively."

In that brief moment of shared thought, Grant turned around. Her gaze fell on the spring flower, and she paused, momentarily stunned.
"How come this flower is growing so well?"

Jiang Jianxin looked up and found that the flowers that had been nourished by the power of life were indeed more robust than the surrounding flowers and plants, with their branches and leaves stretched out and their colors so bright that they were almost dazzling.

She chuckled twice and said:
"Yeah, I think so too."

After watering the flowers, the two returned to the house.

The old woman was packing the sculptor's medicine, and Little Fairy Doctor came out from behind the curtain.

Sunlight streamed obliquely into the room, outlining the figure of a little girl. She was wrapped in a dark leather cloak with worn edges, and wore dark gray harem pants and a pair of worn leather boots. She exuded a rough, rugged aura, as if she had just stepped out of the edge of some battlefield.

Judging from her appearance, she was only five or six years old.

Jiang Jianxin stared at that youthful yet calm face, momentarily stunned, before finally asking in a low voice:

"This is... 'Little Fairy Doctor'?"

She thought Little Fairy Doctor should be dressed in a light and airy fairy outfit, but she didn't expect that the real person was not fairy-like at all, but was indeed quite small.

The mother-in-law introduced it with a smile:
"Yes, this is Little Fairy Doctor."

She then turned to Little Fairy Doctor and introduced her:

"This is a noble lady who is very interested in God Aoba because of her sister's situation, so I asked her to come to you."

"Oh, sure."

The little girl responded.

Despite looking no more than five or six years old, a mature and steady female voice came through.

The voice contrasted sharply with the childlike appearance before him, as if the soul of an adult was trapped inside the body of a child.

Jiang Jianxin was first startled by her appearance, and then his heart skipped a beat at her voice.

She asked for the answer to the truth in her mind:

What... what's wrong with her?

The answer, having barely sensed the truth, responded calmly:

[From the perspective of her state of being, she was already dead. Some force powerful enough to reverse life forcibly reversed time, allowing her to continue existing in the world as a person of reversed time. Although she currently appears as a child, her thought patterns and language abilities remain those of an adult.]

It paused, then added:
[You're familiar with this power too—it comes from Aoba-shin.]

(End of this chapter)