I Rule Fortune-Telling Livestreams-Chapter 35: Ancient God

"Then... when my daughter wakes up, will she remember what happened this past month?"

Every mother hopes her child never has to experience a terrifying past, and even more so, that they never learn of the mistakes she made in her youth. Li Ruonan was no exception.

Shen Zhiyao shook her head. "She will remember. The Spiritual Child’s Soul Power is too strong. Everything the Spiritual Child experienced will be deeply seared into your daughter’s mind, as if she lived through it herself."

After their conversation, Shen Zhiyao and Li Ruonan went to the ancestral hall to pay their respects.

’To think I’d hear the name of the Great Black Buddha Mother after all these years.’

"Fortune and misfortune are intertwined; life and death are ruled by fate."

This was the Great Black Buddha Mother’s ceremonial chant. ’To think it could be passed down for a thousand years. The Buddha Mother really is an Ancient God.’

A thousand years ago, the Buddha Mother died in childbirth. A thousand years later, her Spiritual Child also died in childbirth. History always has a stunning way of repeating itself.

’After the Buddha Mother’s death, her name has been passed down for a millennium. In another thousand years, will the Buddha Mother truly face death?’

’After all, death isn’t the end... being forgotten is...’

After dealing with Li Ruonan’s matter, Shen Zhiyao returned to her rented apartment and resumed her usual meditation and cultivation.

「The next afternoon, her phone suddenly rang.」

Jin Fan’s voice, thick with tears, came through the receiver. "Great-Grandma, help me! The doctors say I have high-level paraplegia! I could feel it was you who pulled me back from death’s door that night. You must have a way to help me. I don’t want to be stuck in this bed for the rest of my life!"

Shen Zhiyao’s tone was flat. "I can’t save someone who’s always looking for trouble."

Jin Fan said hurriedly, "Great-Grandma, I really know I was wrong this time! Please, don’t abandon me! I’ll never speed again... No, I’ll stop doing all that reckless stuff! I’ll hire a driver! I’ll never touch a steering wheel again for the rest of my life!"

Only then did Shen Zhiyao relent. "I’ll come see you tonight."

With that, she hung up the phone.

「At 8:30 PM, Shen Zhiyao appeared at the hospital.」

By this time, the hospital was no longer as busy as it was during the day, so her arrival didn’t attract much attention.

Jin Fan was long out of danger and had been transferred to a regular ward.

It was called a regular ward, but it was anything but. He was in a lavishly furnished room that looked even nicer than a presidential suite in a hotel.

But in the enormous room, Jin Fan lay all alone.

The bandages had been removed from his body. His green hair made him look like a discarded rag doll, a particularly pitiful sight.

Nurses came in at regular intervals to check on him, leaving once they confirmed his vital signs were normal.

The door to his room wasn’t fully closed, and the idle chatter of the on-duty nurses outside drifted in clearly:

"That Young Master Jin is really something else. He was so badly injured, he should have been in a vegetative state if he didn’t die. But he woke up after just one day and can even curse people out! It’s a medical miracle!"

Another nurse chimed in, "What medical miracle? It’s obviously bought with money. They’re willing to use the most expensive drugs on him. It’d be a surprise if he *didn’t* wake up!"

"Honestly, sometimes being too rich isn’t a good thing. The family ties are as thin as water. He’s this badly hurt—if he were from a normal family, all his aunts and uncles would have been breaking down the door to visit. But him? He’s a paraplegic, and his mom just up and left. His dad hasn’t even shown his face!"

Jin Fan heard every word clearly, and a wave of desolation washed over him.

When Mrs. Jin left, she told him to call if he needed anything.

He was paralyzed, yet his mother had left just like that, without even a single word of comfort.

’Sometimes, he wondered if he was really his parents’ biological son.’

’Why had they ignored him for so many years?’

’He also sometimes wondered if his parents would shed a single tear for him if he had died in that car crash.’

Seeing Shen Zhiyao walk in, Jin Fan was still trying to console himself. "My mom may have gone abroad, but she’s still pretty good to me. At least she was willing to take the time to be with me."

As he spoke, tears began to fall from Jin Fan’s eyes against his will.

He hadn’t even finished his sentence when the traitorous tears were streaming down his face.

Seeing Shen Zhiyao frown, Jin Fan sniffled and asked, "Great-Grandma, why are you looking at me like that? Are you pitying me, too?"

He snorted and said stubbornly, "Hmph, I don’t need anyone’s pity!"

Shen Zhiyao said lightly, "Heh. I don’t think you need pity, nor did I plan on giving you any. Look at this hospital room, and look at all these expensive medicines you’re using. The ones who truly need pity are the poor who can’t even afford to be hospitalized when they’re sick, not a rich kid like you."

Hearing this, Jin Fan actually felt a little relieved. He gave Shen Zhiyao a silly grin. "Oh, right! Now that you put it that way, I guess I’m not so miserable after all! So what was with that look earlier?"

Shen Zhiyao said bluntly, "I just think this room stinks. It’s so bad I can barely keep my eyes open."

After the car crash, his body was covered in blood and grime. Mixed with the smell of disinfectant and the urine bag hanging by the bed, it was a wonder it didn’t stink.

But being so bluntly disdained by Shen Zhiyao still made Jin Fan feel a bit wronged.

"I want to take a shower and get myself all clean, too. But right now, even standing up is a pipe dream. I’ll probably never get the chance to take a proper shower again..."

For someone paralyzed in bed, even taking a shower was a luxury. Even if you could afford to hire orderlies, it was nothing like the comfort of standing up and washing yourself.

Shen Zhiyao suppressed her discomfort, walked to the bedside, and gently tapped a finger on Jin Fan’s chest.

The night before, Jin Fan had been unconscious and couldn’t feel Shen Zhiyao’s treatment. 𝚏𝕣𝕖𝚎𝚠𝚎𝚋𝚗𝐨𝐯𝕖𝕝.𝕔𝐨𝕞

This time, however, he clearly felt a warm current from Shen Zhiyao’s fingertip flow throughout his entire body.

It then gathered in his bones, and a sudden, searing pain shot through his body.

He was sweating profusely from the pain, as if a fire was burning inside him.

He panted heavily, forcing himself to endure it. Just as he was about to cry out from the pain, the searing sensation flowed rapidly downwards and surged into his legs.

Jin Fan instantly shouted with excitement, "Holy shit! I can feel my legs! I can move my body! I don’t have to be stuck in bed anymore!"

Shen Zhiyao withdrew her hand and said coldly, "If you pull another reckless stunt, I won’t waste my energy saving you again."

Jin Fan could move his waist and legs. He could even sit up on his own, though any large movements would pull at his wounds and cause a little pain.

Shen Zhiyao, truly finding the smell from his body too strong, turned and sat on the sofa.

Jin Fan moved his legs and asked curiously, "By the way, if you could heal my legs so easily, why didn’t you do it last night when you woke me up?"

"You were too weak last night. Your body wouldn’t have been able to handle both treatments at once."

"Great-Grandma, that skill of yours is too amazing! If you opened a hospital, you’d make a killing!"

"My Spiritual Power is precious. It’s not something I can use casually."

"Spiritual Power? You make it sound like something out of a cultivation novel. Great-Grandma, don’t tell me you’ve been alive since the age of the Cultivation Continent?"

"Don’t ask questions you shouldn’t." Shen Zhiyao paused, then changed the subject. "By the way, my live streaming account was banned. It was probably your mother’s doing."

Jin Fan puffed out his chest and promised, "I’ll have someone unban it right now! Don’t worry, for Young Master Jin, something like this just takes a single word!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Jin Fan immediately made a call. "..."