In the warm bedroom, Lucy Han was happily burrowing into the covers.
Anyway, if she couldn't see her brother,
then surely her brother couldn't see her either.
But the result was unexpected. Her biological brother, Andrew Han, actually grabbed her by the crook of her leg and yanked her out of the fragrant, soft, warm bed. Lucy was heartbroken and burst into tears.
And yet—
That pitiful cry for 'Mama, save me!' startled Linda Chen, who was cleaning the living room.
"What's going on?"
Linda Chen hurried to the bedroom door, half amused and half exasperated.
Turns out it was just siblings horsing around—her son Andrew had startled his little sister Lucy. Still, such a rough way of waking someone up was baffling; Linda couldn't help but find it funny and shot Andrew a mildly reproachful look.
But the problem was—
Lucy did not find it funny at all.
Her small shoulders trembled. The blissful, cozy bed was so close, yet felt as distant as the horizon. Her lips murmured as she sobbed, heartbroken.
"Mama, look!"
"It's not even noon yet, not even twelve o'clock, but brother insists I get up—wah wah wah." Lucy wiped away her tears, crying out in grievance and indignation.
Andrew Han silently covered his face, at a loss for words.
It really wasn't noon yet—just eleven fifty-two. The sun was already high, but Lucy Han was still shamelessly refusing to get out of bed.
"Ahem."
Seeing his mother's disapproving gaze, Andrew Han had to explain, "There's something urgent today. I need to give Lucy a checkup."
A checkup?
Hearing this, Lucy froze. She whipped her head around, her big eyes full of caution.
How the checkup would be done, where it would be done, and what part would be checked—these were all things to be wary of.
Clearly, Lucy was overthinking it.
Those born with Inspiration are extremely intelligent. In terms of pure reasoning, six-year-old Lucy Han was already on par with a normal young adult.
"A checkup?" Linda Chen looked at Andrew Han suspiciously.
Her son Andrew Han was now Law Realm, standing above the world, sweeping away Demons, and even known as the Specter nightmare. Of course, as his mother, she knew all this.
Her son Andrew Han could heal people too?
She wasn't overthinking it, just amazed at how many abilities Andrew Han possessed.
Having such incredible martial power, being unmatched under heaven, was already something—but to have medical expertise as well?
It was simply outrageous—he was almost not human.
Although Andrew Han had reached Law Realm, he could only sense his mother's strange gaze, not her actual thoughts. "Mom, don't worry. Martial arts and medicine are one. At the pinnacle, martial arts can even surpass current medical technology."
For example, Miles Ning.
Supreme Zhang of Sinovera rebuilt his body and extended his life by more than twenty years.
If it were up to modern medicine, that would have been impossible.
Listening to Andrew Han's explanation, Linda Chen breathed a sigh of relief.
Thinking about it, that made sense.
Her son was Law Realm, not just a person, so he couldn't be judged by ordinary logic.
However, Linda Chen hesitated. "Could it be that our Lucy is like a Martial Artist and it's actually an illness? How do you plan to check—shouldn't we find a hospital that specializes in martial artists?"
If her precious daughter Lucy was really sick, Linda Chen didn't dare think about it.