Chapter 2

Yan Pengchao went out to buy food, while Wang Yang lay there with his eyes closed, recalling the texts and images that had appeared before. These things seemed to be imprinted in his mind, and the more he thought about them, the more shocked he became. Suddenly, Wang Yang sat up, his eyes opening.

This sudden movement immediately drew the attention of Sun He and Ma Teng, who looked at him with suspicion.

"Ma Teng, get me my phone!"

Wang Yang immediately said. He had dropped his phone when he fell down the hill, but fortunately, the domestic phone was sturdy and hadn't broken. His phone was always in his bag, and Ma Teng walked over to bring it to him by the bed.

The phone was undamaged, and the hospital's signal was surprisingly good. As soon as Wang Yang got the phone, he started searching.

According to his search, there really was a book called "The Book of Supreme Worldly Affairs," but it only had twelve volumes, not the 108 volumes in Wang Yang's mind. Moreover, the content in the book did not entirely match what was in Wang Yang's mind.

According to the content in Wang Yang's mind, "The Book of Supreme Worldly Affairs" had existed for a long time, but it was truly formed by the Yellow Emperor. It went through several supplements and appeared several times in history, each time causing a sensation. Those who brought it out also left behind several works.

"Sure enough, there is content from 'The Divine Physiognomy of Ma Yi'!"

After searching for a while, Wang Yang lifted his head. When he first received these things, he had felt a sense of familiarity. Now, he finally understood where this familiarity came from.

Wang Yang had once pursued a girl who firmly believed in fortune-telling. She often went to fortune-tellers and would enter temples and Taoist monasteries whenever she encountered them, and she would always offer incense to the deities. Because of her hobby, Wang Yang had bought several books on physiognomy, and the one he read the most was "The Divine Physiognomy of Ma Yi."

Although they didn't end up together, Wang Yang had indeed read most of the content of "The Divine Physiognomy of Ma Yi," and much of it matched the content in "The Book of Supreme Worldly Affairs." According to Wang Yang's previous research, "The Divine Physiognomy of Ma Yi" was a monumental work in physiognomy, based on "The Physiognomy of Ma Yi," which was founded by the Taoist Ma Yi.

If what was in his mind from "The Book of Supreme Worldly Affairs" was true, then this Taoist Ma Yi might be one of the inheritors of "The Book of Supreme Worldly Affairs," and "The Physiognomy of Ma Yi" might just be a small part of the 108 volumes of "The Book of Supreme Worldly Affairs."

"What do you mean by 'sure enough'?"

Sun He turned around and asked Wang Yang. Wang Yang had been talking to himself, and his voice was very low, so Sun He didn't hear clearly what he said.

Wang Yang turned his head and said with a smile, "I mean that my fall really did open my mind. Do you believe it?"

To be honest, he really felt like his mind had opened. Besides the new things he had gained, many things he had learned before but forgotten were now very clear, as if he had just reviewed them yesterday. Wang Yang even felt that if he took the college entrance exam again now, he would definitely do well, even if not as the top scorer, at least as one of the top three.

The most important thing was that he couldn't understand "The Divine Physiognomy of Ma Yi" before, but now he could immediately understand the meanings of the content he had read before and knew how to use them. This change surprised Wang Yang himself.

"Believe it? I don't believe it!"

Sun He walked over and looked at the liquid hanging above Wang Yang. Once this bottle was finished, it would be over. Wang Yang said he didn't need to be checked again tomorrow, but Sun He still planned to have Wang Yang do a thorough recheck, and he could help pay the medical expenses.

The four of them shared a dormitory and had a good relationship. The other three came from average families, while Sun He's family did business, though not on a large scale, they were considered to have some wealth. This was one of the reasons why Sun He's personality and way of dealing with people were slightly different from the others. The different living environments they grew up in naturally led to different personalities.

"Sun He, come closer to me!"

Wang Yang suddenly said. Sun He looked at him with even more suspicion and couldn't help but ask, "What do you want to do? Don't tell me you got confused from the fall. I'm telling you, your behavior is very abnormal!"

"No, I'll help you with your physiognomy!" Wang Yang said.

"Forget it, don't show off your five days of reading 'The Divine Physiognomy of Ma Yi.' I'm better at physiognomy than you!"

Sun He sneered and looked at Wang Yang with disdain. When Wang Yang was studying "The Divine Physiognomy of Ma Yi," he had used them as test subjects, but he never said anything accurate, and they had laughed at him for a long time.

"Sun He, isn't your mother's health not good recently?"

Wang Yang suddenly said. Sun He's body suddenly stiffened, and he looked at Wang Yang with surprise and suspicion. His mother was indeed sick, with heart problems. She had been hospitalized for a month and had a minor surgery. She was now recuperating at home. He hadn't told anyone about this, and he didn't know how Wang Yang knew.

"Did I get it right?"

Wang Yang smiled slightly. Sun He's right forehead was slightly sunken, which indicated that his mother's health was not good. Fortunately, his left side was normal, representing his father. Wang Yang knew that his father was the mainstay of the family, and his father's health didn't have a significant impact on the family.

Sun He's right forehead was sunken but not deeply, indicating that his mother's illness was not serious and would not be life-threatening. If it were a serious illness, Sun He wouldn't have come to the Tibetan region with them; he would have gone home to take care of his mother. From his face, it was clear that Sun He was a filial son.

"Even if you got it right, so what? Maybe you overheard a call from my family!"

Sun He pouted and replied. Ma Teng, who had been listening to their conversation, also came over. Just then, Yan Pengchao returned with the food, and the four of them gathered around the bed to eat dinner while chatting.

"Boss, what were you talking about just now?"

Yan Pengchao took a bite of the steamed bun and asked casually. Among the four, Sun He was the oldest, Wang Yang was second, Ma Teng was third, and Yan Pengchao was the youngest. The other three usually called each other by their names, but Yan Pengchao liked to call them by their age order. This had led to a beating from Wang Yang, as no one liked being called "second." In the end, Wang Yang made Yan Pengchao call him "Second Brother."

"Nothing, Wang Yang said he opened his mind, but I think he got confused from the fall!"

Sun He shook his head and slowly ate the food in front of him. The food didn't taste good, and the high-altitude environment was different from the plains where they lived. On the first day, Sun He had some altitude sickness, but he had adapted now. However, he was still not satisfied with the food.

"Sun He, don't say that. Wang Yang just guessed right, and you're not being nice. You didn't even tell us that your aunt was sick. We could have gone to the hospital to visit her!" Ma Teng added. Among the four, only Sun He's family lived in the city where their school was located, so they could easily visit the hospital or his home.

"Wang Yang, then look at me. When will I get rich?" Ma Teng asked Wang Yang with enthusiasm, leaning closer.

"Don't worry, you'll get rich soon. Your fortune will come after you turn 22!"

Wang Yang replied after looking at Ma Teng's face. Ma Teng smiled widely. He was 21 this year and would graduate next year, meaning he would have good fortune as soon as he graduated. This result was satisfying, and even if it was just to make him happy, he was still pleased. Everyone likes to hear good things.

Wang Yang smiled but didn't say anything. He wasn't lying to Ma Teng. Ma Teng had a round face and was slightly overweight. His nose was full and bright, which represented the Wealth Palace in physiognomy. Ma Teng would definitely get rich in the future. At 21, the Right Auxiliary Bone, located above the right eyebrow, was prominent and had a good complexion, but it hadn't fully developed yet. Once it developed next year, his fortune would naturally come.

"Second Brother, what about me?"

Yan Pengchao quickly finished a steamed bun and asked Wang Yang, leaning closer like Ma Teng. Wang Yang looked at Yan Pengchao's face, and his eyebrows twitched slightly.

When Yan Pengchao leaned closer, Wang Yang noticed a pale greenish hue on his face, spreading from the bottom up. This indicated that he was not in good health and had some illness.

"Stretch out your hand for me to see!"

Wang Yang said softly. When Yan Pengchao extended his left hand, he glanced at Ma Teng. Wang Yang hadn't asked Ma Teng to stretch out his hand and had said good things about him, so why did he need to stretch out his hand?

"Right hand!" Wang Yang tapped the back of Yan Pengchao's left hand with his chopsticks. Yan Pengchao quickly withdrew his hand, looking very aggrieved. "Isn't it 'left for men, right for women'? Why do you want me to stretch out my right hand? I'm not a woman!"

"Who told you that? Not everything is like that. The 'left for men, right for women' is a folk misconception. Now it's taken as true. For palm reading, the right hand is the main one, and the left hand is supplementary!"

Wang Yang said as he took Yan Pengchao's right hand. His brows furrowed slightly. Apart from that, Yan Pengchao was fine, but the area below his right thumb was clearly red, indicating a problem with his lungs.

He had a disease, specifically a lung disease.

"Pengchao, have you had your lungs checked recently?"

After thinking for a moment, Wang Yang decided to speak directly. First, Yan Pengchao's illness was not serious, as the greenish hue on his face was very light, and the redness on his right hand was not bright red, indicating that he had the disease for a short time and the harm was not significant. Early treatment could help him recover quickly.

"No, but I've been coughing a lot lately, and sometimes it's very severe. I thought about going to the hospital when I was at school, but I got busy and forgot. Then we came to the Tibetan region together!"

Yan Pengchao widened his eyes. Wang Yang understood that Yan Pengchao's lungs indeed had a problem, but he couldn't determine the exact illness. This made him realize that even if he understood physiognomy, it wasn't all-powerful. He couldn't determine the specific illness from facial and palm readings.

Wang Yang then laughed. If he could determine every illness from physiognomy, he would be a god or better than a doctor. Doctors needed instruments and multiple check-ups to diagnose, and being able to see where the problem was was already impressive.

"Get checked tomorrow. We're in a high-altitude area, and we can't be careless if you have a lung problem!" Wang Yang said slowly. Yan Pengchao nodded quickly, and after Wang Yang said this, he felt his throat becoming uncomfortable again, and even breathing felt a bit difficult.

This wasn't because his illness had worsened but was purely a psychological effect.

After dinner, Wang Yang finished his IV, and the four of them chatted for a while before going to bed late. For them, today had been a day of both danger and relief. When Wang Yang fell and lost consciousness, it had scared the other three. Fortunately, Sun He remained calm, had one person carry Wang Yang, and the other two carried the luggage. They were lucky to meet Mr. Sun and his group, who eventually saved Wang Yang.

People say that those who survive a great disaster will have good fortune. After this fall, Wang Yang's mind seemed to have opened, which was a good thing.

Sun He and the others fell asleep one after another, but Wang Yang was still awake, feeling the countless texts and images in his mind from "The Book of Supreme Worldly Affairs." Unbeknownst to him, a white force was slowly gathering in his body, eventually concentrating in his dantian.

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