For Mrs. An, each day begins with the familiar routine of exining her husband’s condition. As soon as she wakes up, she shares the current time and recounts the events of the previous day, ensuring that An Qishan is updated.


    This daily practice is essential due to An Qishan’s significant memory decline; he struggles to recall anything from thest decade. Every day’s experiences seem to vanish by the next morning.


    However, during their recent conversation, the olddy was pleasantly surprised to hear that her husband still retained some memories of the previous day, including a hazy image of their journey to Wanliu Vi under the moonlight.


    Feeling a flicker of hope, An Qishan touched his forehead, puzzled, and asked, “Do you really remember what happened yesterday?”


    With joy, the olddy replied, “It’s been so long since you woke up and remembered anything from the day before!”<h3 style="background-color:DodgerBlue">


    Eagerly, she pressed him, “What do you recall about yesterday? Tell me!”


    An Qishan furrowed his brow and said, “I remember that we took a ne after quite a while, and once wended, we drove to the suburbs. I was so exhausted that I went straight to bed.”


    Curious, the olddy asked, “What about earlier? Do you remember anything before we left the United States? How about our conversation with Asher and Yalin on the ne?”


    Suddenly, An Qishan’s expression turned nk. He looked around, lost in thought, and then nced down at his hands, clearly troubled.


    After a long pause, he admitted, “I can’t seem to remember anything before we took off. The furthest back I can go is getting off the ne and rushing here…”


    Quickly, the olddy offered reassurance, “It’s alright, Qishan. It’s wonderful that you can remember even this much, especially since you often forget everything from the day before.” As she spoke, her excitement grew.


    “For years, your condition has only worsened, and I had lost hope for improvement. But now, this is a very encouraging sign! It seems the geomancer, Hong Tianshi, was right about this ce being auspicious! Coming to Aurous Hill was truly a great decision!”


    Unbeknownst to her, the old man’s improvement on his first night at Wanliu Vi wasrgely due to Charlie’s presence and the subtle energy of a special formation.


    This formation, while seemingly simple, harnessed a rejuvenation pill and some spiritual energy, valued at over 100 billion.


    Given the nature of An Qishan’s illness, his daily memories were like writings on the beach—constantly washed away by the tide. By the time he arrived in Aurous Hill, much of yesterday’s recollections had faded. After his hurried journey from the airport to Wanliu Vi, the subtle nourishment from Charlie’s rejuvenation pill began to reinforce his memory.


    This is why he could remember events after dening, yet struggled to recall anything prior to that.


    The olddy, filled with happiness, eximed, “I need to share this wonderful news with Asher!”


    With excitement, she took the old man by the hand and led him to the elevator on the first floor.<fn0bf1> ?? ??? ???? ?? ???? ???? ???????s, ????s? ??s?? f?ndnovel</fn0bf1>