Chapter 496: Is He Not Dreaming?

"Brother, I asked you a question, why aren't you answering?"

Nan Gong Han wore a faint smile on his face, but the smile didn't reach his eyes.

"I want."

Nangong Mo ignored Nan Gong Han; after a while he spoke, his voice low but unusually firm.

All these years, he never gave up the resolve to stand up again.

He also has dreams, even though his wings have long been broken.

He refuses to sink into decay and be ridiculed for a lifetime.

He wants to avenge himself, avenge his mother, and reclaim everything that should have been his!

His gaze burns fiercely, like the sun.

"I want to stand up again!"

Both of his hands clasp the wheelchair's armrest, his joints turning pale.

He emphasized it again, his whole body trembling slightly with excitement.

Just outside the training ground, Qingshu lifted his head and forced back the tears welling in his eyes.

All these years, he has witnessed the injustices and hardships his master endured.

He hopes that from now on, his master can emerge from the gloom and blossom anew!

"Brother, you know best what condition your leg is in."

Ling Xueyao walked in from outside the training ground, twisting her waist, arms crossed over her chest, her eyes full of contempt.

"Father has spent these years worrying about your leg, seeking out famous doctors for you. But who made you so ungrateful, injuring yourself so badly that even the best Elder of Dan Valley's medicine is helpless, and you still rely on her?"

Ling Xueyao glanced at Ye Qingran, not believing she had the ability to heal Nangong Mo's leg.

Nangong Mo's gaze flickered.

Although the Elders of Dan Valley never intended to cure his leg, over the years he did indeed consult many famous doctors, yet saw no improvement.

Nevertheless, he chose to trust Ye Qingran.

There is no reason, nor does he need any.

Then you, junior sibling, need not worry about it.

Nangong Mo said coldly.

Ling Xueyao's expression changed.

A cripple dares to speak to her like that!

"Is that so? Then I congratulate you in advance."

She smiled with extreme disdain, then turned to Ye Qingran.

"And you, Ye Qingran, you want to flaunt yourself for attention; can you try a different approach? The Elders of Dan Valley can't heal that wound, yet you swear you can? Is that possible?"

"Dan Valley?"

"That's right, it's Dan Valley!"

"What kind of place is Dan Valley?"

Ling Xueyao's face suddenly darkened.

Ye Qingran laughed casually, "Ling Xueyao, when my son took the celestial shift exam, you kept saying I couldn't get any substantial recommendation letter, yet I did; you also shamelessly claimed my son cheated, and what happened? My sons proved with their own strength that their grades were clean. Time after time you were slapped in the face, yet you still haven't learned?"

Ling Xueyao's expression instantly turned sour.

She frowned, feeling somewhat uncertain.

What Ye Qingran said was indeed true.

But Nangong Mo's crippled legs are also a fact!

The Elders of Dan Valley all asserted that the initial treatment was too severe, missing the optimal window, making recovery impossible.

The Elders of Dan Valley are the best medical practitioners in Beimingzhou; if they say Nangong Mo's leg can't be healed, then it certainly can't.

Even if Ye Qingran knows some medicine, could her skill surpass that of Dan Valley's Elders?

"Don't overestimate your abilities!"

"The previous times, you were just lucky. Ye Qingran, you can't keep being lucky forever."

"Fine, just watch whether I keep being lucky."

Ye Qingran gave a faint smile, exuding confidence.

"Li Zhanglao, I'm taking Nangong Mo away."

"Instructor Ye, don't go too far. He's my Kuiwei Class 88 student, on what grounds do you take him away?"

"Given his current condition, he can't attend class," Ye Qingran replied calmly. "What, Li Zhanglao, you refuse? Perhaps we could go talk to Wu Yuanzhang."

Upon hearing this, Li Zhanglao's aura diminished.

The Academy is a place of freedom. If Nangong Mo himself refuses to attend class, the Academy has no right to intervene.

"Nangong Mo, let's go."

Ye Qingran said, leading the way out of the training ground.

Qingshu, seeing this, hurried over, pushing Nangong Mo and following behind Ye Qingran.

Watching the few leave, Nan Gong Han and the others wore displeased expressions.

"Sir, just wait and see. Even Dan Valley couldn't guarantee healing that wound; Ye Qingran could never succeed!"

With Ling Xueyao's words, Nan Gong Han's expression improved a bit.

As a young master of Golden City, Nangong Mo has his own private quarters in the Academy.

However, whether intentionally or not, his residence is unusually remote, far from the classrooms.

For a normal person it's already inconvenient, let alone a mobility‑impaired disabled person.

"Your place here is rather tranquil."

Ye Qingran looked around and said.

Nangong Mo was slightly stunned after hearing it, clearly having caught the unspoken meaning behind her words.

He twitched the corner of his mouth; his smile was somewhat bitter.

"Miss Ye, can you really cure my master's leg?"

Entering the Courtyard, Qing Shu asked impatiently.

A pair of eyes, bright and radiant, filled with light.

No one could bear to give him a negative answer.

Nangong Mo also looked toward her, his eyes holding hope.

Ye Qingran gave a light laugh, "Of course, I never tell big lies."

Qing Shu's pupils constricted sharply.

Ye Qingran said she could cure his master's leg!

Is this true?

He isn't dreaming, is he?

He squeezed his own thigh hard.

It hurt.

So this isn't a dream!

"Great! Master, did you hear? Your leg is saved! Miss Ye can cure your leg!"

Qing Shu choked up several times, overjoyed to the point of tears.

Even so, he had already heard a definite answer from Ye Qingran earlier.

But a person who has struggled in darkness for too long ultimately lacks a sense of security!

Nangong Mo's heart was shaken beyond measure.

The heart in his chest thumped uncontrollably and violently, as if it would leap out of his throat the next second.

Even though he had just heard Ye Qingran admit it herself, hearing her so definitively now still made him inevitably tremble with excitement.

"Your condition, I have basically understood; the problem is not serious."

Ye Qingran said lightly.

Nangong Mo was startled.

She understood his condition?

Why?

When?

Nangong Mo was perplexed.