I'm Really Going to Become an Immortal
Chapter 287 - 209 Just Want to Chase His Shadow_3

Chapter 287: Chapter 209 Just Want to Chase His Shadow_3

But since waking up yesterday afternoon,

everything had changed.

The lazy afternoon sun penetrated through the half-drawn curtains, casting a serene light on her tranquil face. The words between the pages seemed to leap at the edge of dreams and consciousness, leading her into a long and profound dreamscape.

When she awoke, the sun was slanted, and her body was covered in a faint gold hue as if even time had softened and slowed in that moment.

From that moment on, Jiang Anping felt an unprecedented sense of ease permeate her every inch of skin.

The everyday maladies that plagued her—occasional headaches, tense shoulders and neck, that indescribable fatigue, and the lifelong affliction of a cough—

seemed to dissipate along with the dream.

Her body felt as light as if brushed by the first breeze of spring, every joint and nerve silently cheering, celebrating an inexplicable freedom.

The sensation was so peculiar

that Jiang Anping at times doubted whether she had truly awakened from the dream.

She tried stretching her limbs and could clearly detect the stiffness of past days gone; she tried taking deep breaths, her chest filled with freshness and vitality, free of any oppression.

Everything was just so real.

She couldn’t help but recall fragments of the dream, blurry yet full of meaning, as though something in the depths of the dream was whispering to her, granting her strength and healing.

But what exactly it was, remained elusive, like morning mist that’s hard to capture.

"To be honest, my advice is to observe. The cessation of coughing should be good news, but your child has a rare disease worldwide, and I can’t easily make any judgments on my end."

The doctor spoke hesitantly after a long deliberation.

He was telling the truth.

He really didn’t dare to make any decisions lightly.

Jiang Anping had come here many times, with countless medical records and diagnostic materials, but they had never managed to truly clarify the cause and cure of the illness.

It was a truly rare condition, difficult to identify the clear cause.

Fortunately, it was only a persistent cough and intermittent breathing difficulties, which were not fatal.

Everyone had tried hard before, even attempting psychological therapy.

But in the end, they could only resort to conservative treatment.

That is, using mild traditional medicine approaches to maintain and regulate as much as possible.

So this time,

he made such a judgment, to simply observe for a while.

"Doctor, do you think it’s possible that Anping has healed herself?"

Jiang Anping’s mother asked with concern in her eyes,

Unable to resist inquiring of the doctor in front of her.

The doctor sighed softly, his gaze reflecting a mix of helplessness and warmth.

"The human body has its wonders, and we can’t rule out the possibility of self-healing. Sometimes, an improvement in mental state, changes in living environments, or even the passing of the seasons can stimulate the body’s inherent recuperative abilities."

"Has Anping experienced anything unusual recently, or a change in her state of mind? These could all be influencing factors."

The doctor seriously offered hope,

Because he understood that this child’s mother desperately needed it now.

"Let me think..." Jiang Anping’s mother pondered for a moment, a glimmer of light flashing in her eyes, "Indeed, Anping has made several new friends recently, and she seems much happier than before. Right, Anping? You must be happy, aren’t you?"

Jiang Anping was silent for a moment.

Then, touching the Jade Sword pendant on her chest, she nodded earnestly.

Everyone is...

very good friends.

Seeing this, the doctor also showed a hint of affirmation, "The pleasure of emotional well-being and close contact with nature are excellent ’medicines.’ Let’s continue to encourage Anping to maintain such a positive lifestyle in this direction."

"I’ll prescribe some traditional medicine for her as a complementary therapy, to help solidify this positive trend. Of course, regular check-ups are still necessary to ensure that everything continues to develop in the right direction."

After speaking, the doctor handed Jiang Anping’s mother a prescription.

Jiang Anping’s mother took the prescription, her furrowed brows finally relaxing, she nodded appreciatively, "Thank you, doctor. We will be careful. As long as Anping is healthy, everything is worth it."

Having said that,

She excitedly took Jiang Anping to get the medicine.

Jiang Anping just followed silently behind.

While the hope of recovery was indeed wonderful, she had always been a calm person.

Aside from being somewhat stubborn about certain things, even regarding such important matters about herself, she rarely showed much expression.

The elevator slowly descended.

Inside, the mother and daughter wear one calm, the other excited.

"Anping, let’s go to worship in a few days."

Jiang Anping’s mother said somewhat excitedly.

But seeing Jiang Anping’s unmoved demeanor,

And recalling how she previously disliked accompanying her to church, thinking of how she had replaced the cross necklace he had prayed for with a Jade Sword given by a friend,

Jiang Anping’s mother fell silent for a moment, then changed the topic, "After we pray and give thanks, let’s invite your friends over for a meal to celebrate."

Jiang Anping’s mother looked at the dazed Jiang Anping next to her and earnestly stroked her hair.

Upon hearing this,

Jiang Anping looked up at her mother.

"Okay!"

Jiang Anping rarely spoke.

Her face remained calm, but her eyes held seriousness and care.

In her mind flashed the image of someone she hadn’t seen for over a week.

He had left quietly on April 11th.

Today was already April 20th.

At this time, had his dart throwing and gaming skills reached even higher levels?

Without the burden of illness...

Could she possibly catch up to his figure in games and darts?

Thoughts formed in Jiang Anping’s mind.

Unknowingly, a simple idea took shape.

That is...

To chase after that figure that seemed forever out of reach.