"Who said you would be bedridden in the future?" Jiang Chen said.
"The doctor said so. My limbs' meridians have been severed, and there's no hope left," Liao Yangmai lamented. It was hard for anyone to accept that a healthy person could suddenly become paralyzed. Liao Yangmai had been quite strong about it.
"Don't worry, I won't let you be bedridden. Xiangxi will still need you," Jiang Chen replied with a smile as he approached the bedside.
Upon hearing Jiang Chen's words, Liao Yangmai was momentarily stunned, then filled with overwhelming joy. Since Jiang Chen said this, it meant that with his abilities, he could heal his legs.
"Mr. Jiang, can I really stand up again?" Liao Yangmai asked excitedly.
"You'll be able to stand up very soon," Jiang Chen smiled and then began to work. He formed hand seals and set up an array in the room, using his life force to repair Liao Yangmai's meridians and bones.
This time, Liao Yangmai truly made Jiang Chen happy. No matter what, Liao Yangmai had not betrayed Huaxia; he still had some backbone. Moreover, after this incident, the three major Witch Clans and the Five Great Families of Xiangxi would undergo tremendous changes.
Jiang Chen didn't have time to concern himself with such matters and was too lazy to manage them. Li Yang and the others were not locals of Xiangxi, so managing affairs there would likely be difficult. Therefore, Jiang Chen hoped for someone to take charge of Xiangxi, and Liao Yangmai was a suitable candidate.
The Liao Family was already one of the most powerful among the Five Great Families of Xiangxi, and Liao Yangmai held high prestige in Xiangxi.
Of course, the most crucial point was that Liao Yangmai had a strong will and integrity; he had not betrayed them, which was indeed commendable.
In the room, azure light swirled around. The greenery in the hospital room absorbed Spiritual Energy and grew wildly. In particular, several pothos plants had grown over ten times their size as the Spiritual Energy dissipated; their vines stretched seven or eight meters long, sprawling across the floor of the ward—a bizarre sight.
Liao Yangmai snapped back to reality from his daze as a mysterious sensation enveloped him like floating in mist; he gradually regained feeling in his limbs.
"I... I can move!" Liao Yangmai cautiously raised his hand. When he saw his hand lifted before him, he was so moved that tears almost filled his eyes.
Only by losing something do we realize its value. Having lost the use of his limbs once, being able to stand again felt like a rebirth for Liao Yangmai; it was a transformative experience.
He couldn't wait to throw off the covers and stand up barefoot on the ground, feeling a sense of stability he had never experienced before.
Once he calmed down from his surprise, Liao Yangmai quickly knelt before Jiang Chen, filled with even greater respect for him.
"Mr. Jiang, your grace in restoring my life is something I cannot repay. From now on, whether it's climbing mountains or going through fire, just say the word and I will do it without hesitation," Liao Yangmai declared loudly and sincerely.
Jiang Chen smiled at these flattering words; he usually did not comment on such things but believed that Liao Yangmai spoke from the heart.
"It’s nearly noon now; let’s find a place to eat and chat while we’re at it. The two elders from the military district want to see you as well," Jiang Chen said with a smile.
"Alright, I will follow Mr. Jiang's arrangements," Liao Yangmai nodded eagerly.
As the door to the ward opened and Liao Yangmai stepped out in his hospital gown, members of the Liao Family nearly had their eyes pop out in disbelief; they thought they were seeing a ghost.
Li Yang and the others felt nothing unusual.
“Clan Leader Liao, even if you don’t want to see me, there’s no need to exaggerate your condition like this. You don’t look like someone whose limbs are incapacitated,” Li Yang joked.
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