Chapter 62

  My aunt was deeply moved, because she had gone through the domestic education system and the educational methods here were simply worlds apart. "Xiao Bei's adaptability is not bad, he adapted so quickly." She had been in society for some time, and Mr. Lin's teaching was also scattered thinking, she accepted and adapted to university life very quickly.

  Mengbei never went to school, and her adaptability is very fast. Humans have an instinct to adapt to their environment in order to survive, and they can respond to different environments by developing characteristics that are suitable for that environment. Adapting to the environment is a fundamental aspect of a child's growth

  Children adapt to their environment faster than adults.

  "What about your elementary school life?" Fang Mo Nan asked. As soon as she heard her question, Mo Bei's face suddenly darkened.

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  "Sister, I think I've experienced what it means to be discriminated against because of my family background. It's really not a good feeling, the cruelty of innocent children, I can tolerate, but the teacher's discrimination is unacceptable." Mo Bei said in a low voice. "It turns out that art really comes from life." The math she was learning now was basically all familiar to her, English was also manageable because she followed two 'monsters', without rich experiences, it was impossible to have good musical performances, so she could only read a lot of books to enrich herself. Except for American history which she had to listen carefully to, in other classes, she was reading the long list of books recommended by Fang Mo Nan.

  "The 14th Amendment to the US Constitution guarantees that the law will equally protect the rights of every citizen, but in reality, there is no true fairness. This world has no absolute fairness, only reasonable fairness. If you want absolute fairness, go to prison. Whether at home or abroad, people are always divided into three, six, nine classes." Fang Monan continued, "You know that sixty-seven percent of hate crimes in the United States are triggered by racial discrimination? Very normal, so we can only take care of ourselves. But I don't oppose you fighting back, I've got your back!" A sharp glint flashed in Fang Monan's eyes.

  "What's even more infuriating is that they always mistake me for someone else, thinking I'm Japanese, which is absolutely unbearable." Fang Mobei said, having been mistaken for a Japanese person several times, she was extremely annoyed.

  "Really! I was once mistaken for a Japanese. " The little aunt pointed to herself, "Do I look like a little devil?" It wasn't until they left the country that they realized how important their nation was; without its support, these overseas students were like rootless duckweed.

  "This is not surprising. They mistake Sikhs for Muslims, and Latino Americans for Arabs," said Fang Mian Nan.

  "What's even more laughable is that the sale of drugs is also discriminatory. In the US, there is a clear racial bias in the sentencing of drug offenders. For example, possessing five grams of cheap cocaine carries the same sentence as possessing 500 grams of pure cocaine. This is because pure cocaine is expensive and only used by whites, while cheaper cocaine is used by people of color. Due to this unfair disparity in sentencing, it has created a situation where people of color, who are actually a minority among drug users, make up the majority of prisoners, perpetuating the stereotype that only people of color use drugs."

  Fang paused for a moment before continuing: "Drugs harm the human body regardless of whether you're white or black."

  "Hehe..." Xiaoyi smiled and said, "Where did you learn all this from?"

  "There are many in newspapers and magazines. Isn't this place supposed to be a beacon of press freedom?" Fang Mo Nan said, spreading his hands apart.

  "If something like this happens again, you call me and I'll take care of it!" Fang Mo Nan said, raising his fist.

  "This is terrible! How can you teach Xiao Bei to hit people?" Little Aunt exclaimed.

  "Xiao Bei, we don't listen to your sister's words!" said Xiao Yi.

  Fang Mo Nan and Mo Bei exchanged a glance, blinked twice. "Understood". Meaning Xiaoyi's words could go in one ear and out the other, ignored.

  Fang Mo Nan didn't look at his aunt, changing the subject with great interest, telling a joke: "A famous American football team's coach was unstable due to serious racial discrimination. He decided to solve this problem in his own way. He called his players together and said: 'From now on, there are no white or black players in our team, only green players (the color of the uniform)!' Alright, let's start training! Light green players stand over here, dark green players stand over there!"

  "Hmph..." Little Aunt smiled and said: "From now on, you're not allowed to tell jokes while eating."

  But it really is...

  "Yes! The US is not as democratic and free as it claims to be." My aunt also encountered similar things in school.

  "Having seen much, one is not surprised; having known many things, one is not astonished." Fang Mengnan's experience has broadened, and she won't be so sentimental anymore. "Fortunately, we didn't encounter people who just took advantage of the situation, nor did we meet even more vicious ones. If we had, we would have to take up legal arms to resist." She continued calmly: "If you want freedom, it's okay. Wait until someone dies and stands before God, then there will be absolute freedom and democracy."

  While eating, let's not talk about these topics that are hard to swallow. "Nan Nan, Microsoft's stock price has risen sharply, we've made a fortune." Xiao Yi livened up the atmosphere and said excitedly. "How can you be so calm?"

  "What's wrong? It's expected, didn't you see the financial news?! Let's stay calm, or I'm afraid your heart can't take it." Fang Mo Nan reminded. Due to her innate sensitivity to numbers and her cultivation in this life, her sixth sense was strong, making stock trading easy for her, plus she already knew what would happen, so there was nothing strange about it.

  "This afternoon we have nothing to do, let's go see Stacy," Fang Mo Bei said.

  "Great! After several months of treatment, the effect is obvious, and we should move on to the next step." Fang Mo Nan said. "And you? Will Little Aunt accompany us?"

  "Alright! Anyway, I'm free, let's go together by car." said Xiao Yi.

  Cleaned up, in the afternoon Xiao Yi and others drove to Stacy's house.

  Stacy's home is in the suburbs, with a beautiful view. Philadelphia is an industrial city and although it has done well with greening, pollution can't be avoided. So most people like to buy homes in the suburbs, which suits Stacy for recuperation.

  Early summer. The clouds in the sky are beautiful, Stacy's community is very large, her home is an American-style villa, very pretty, and the lawn in front of the house is also very tender. When Fang Mo Nan drove into this community surrounded by dense green forests, there were rabbits, squirrels, and animals that looked like raccoons visiting on the lawn and treetops. The little devils in the community liked to chase them and drive them into the forest. Sometimes, on their way here, Fang Mo Nan and others had also seen deer and foxes with a naturally cunning appearance near the community.

  Fang Mengnan is now a frequent visitor to Stacy's home. When talking about the various small animals that visit her home, Stacy said that in the summer evenings, many fireflies will appear on the forest and grass, like the LEDs on Christmas trees, flashing one by one. If you open the screens and doors, they will even fly into the house to accompany the people inside for a pleasant summer.

  The nanny opened the door and Fang Mo Nan and others entered. Andres was also there and warmly greeted them when he saw their arrival.

  Yeah! Little Aunt whispered that Xiao Bei's mentor was very kind, and she couldn't think of how the title of "devil mentor" would be placed on his head.

  Fang and Mo entered Stacy's bedroom familiarly. "Nan, you're here!" Stacy lay on the bed, turning her head to see them arrive with great joy. Her body was getting better day by day, although she still couldn't walk, but she was very confident. The CT results showed that her spine recovery was good, and the spinal cord test results were also good.

  So she rushed out of the hospital and waited for Fang Mo Nan to correct her dislocated spine.

  Fang Mo Bei received a glance from Mo Nan, "Teacher Andres, I have some questions I'd like to ask."

  Andres is not a fool. How could he not see that his wife's condition was improving, once or twice maybe not, but many times? He couldn't help but notice the connection with that little girl, and she didn't want to say more so he pretended not to know. As long as Mary's body can be better than anything else, he is willing to be a fool.

  "Good!" Andres said with a smile.

  "Auntie, won't you come and listen to how much I've improved?" Fang Mo Bei said, pulling on her hand.

  "Oh! Good!" The little aunt was pulled out.

  As he left the bedroom, Andres said to the nanny: "Annie, the mistress has called you, so go in. Do you understand?"

  "Oh! Good! I know." said Nanny Anne. Isn't that always the case? When that little girl goes to see her mistress, the master always instructs her in this way.

  After the personnel cleared out, Fang Mo Nan took her pulse on her wrist. "Marry, your spirit is good and you look great."

  "Really! I feel much better too." Stacey said with a smile. "Especially after you took my pulse, was it the right pulse? I felt even more comfortable afterwards."

  The spiritual energy entered her body, nourishing her physique and making her feel comfortable. Fang Mo Nan let the spiritual energy roam around her entire body to carefully examine her physique, especially when the spiritual energy entered her spine, intervertebral foramina, and other places.

  "Mary, now I'm going to give you treatment for your dislocated spine," Fang Mo Nan said, "It may hurt a lot, but you have to bear with it."

  "Doesn't it require surgery?" Stacy asked in surprise, looking up.

  "It's okay." Fang Mo Nan's eyes locked onto hers, giving her confidence and also reassuring himself. It was his first time setting a bone, and it would be a lie to say he wasn't nervous. "Trust me."

  In order to treat Stacy's spinal dislocation, she practiced "dislocating and resetting" on large animals in space, using methods that were quite "cruel". As a result, now when she enters the forest, large animals all avoid her. She muttered to herself, only using internal force to injure their spines, wasn't it just fixed again? It didn't hurt her feelings, and the animals seemed to not feel pain either.

  Fang Mo Nan took off his shoes and got onto the bed, Stacy was lying on her side, then he helped Stacy get into a prone position on the bed. Of course, Fang Mo Nan added some spiritual energy to these movements, otherwise where would she have gotten that much strength from?

  She slowly removed the splint from Stacy's waist, fortunately Stacy was thin, otherwise it would be really difficult to handle! She straddled Stacy's waist, making it easier to use force. Her soft and delicate hands carefully stroked Stacy's spine, although the injured area had already been imprinted in her mind through spiritual energy, she was still feeling every inch with great care, not daring to relax at all.

  Fang Mornan's bone-setting was quick, with only a few 'cracks' in the silent space. Don't look at just these few moves, Fang Mornan spent a lot of effort on it, and setting bones wasn't as easy as it looked. Look! After one treatment, Fang Mornan was drenched in sweat, pale-faced, and sat down heavily beside Stacy to catch his breath before applying a plaster to her spine and putting a splint on her. "Done."

  "How are you!" Stacy heard her voice was weak and worried asked

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  "It's okay, just rest for a while, how do you feel now? Is it still hurting?" Fang Mo'nan sat cross-legged on the bed, starting to meditate. Anyway, she was facing down and couldn't see her. Just now, her muscles were tense with pain, biting the pillow, one could imagine how painful it was.

  "It was very painful just now, but it's much better now. I feel a warmth in my lower back and waist," Stacy said seriously. "This pain is nothing compared to what I had before."

  "I've already helped you reset, what's left is to change the external medicine every three days and take the internal medicine pills. I'll stop the previous ones and give you new ones," Fang Mengnan said.

  "How long will it take for me to get better?" Stacy asked eagerly.

  "The Chinese say 'a hundred days for a bone injury.'", said Fang Mennai. "However, seven days later, you can remove the splint and stand up. Do some simple physical therapy, since this is your second injury, be careful and take good care of yourself for some time."

  "So, I'll be able to stand up in just one week," Stacy said excitedly. She was in a car accident five years ago and it took her three years after surgery to stand up again, with many sequelae remaining. Unexpectedly, this time she will recover in more than half a year.

  "It's theoretically possible, but training is also arduous and dull," said Fang Mo Nan.

  "I've been through this before, it's nothing. As long as I can get better, I can endure any hardship." Stacy said with a shake of her head.

  "Luckily, Mary, after your car accident and surgery, you didn't have a steel plate installed. Otherwise, it would be very troublesome. Little did I know that having a steel plate installed would lead to even more trouble - some people experience numbness in either their left or right foot, while others become paralyzed from the waist down. Even if there's no numbness or paralysis, patients often feel persistent discomfort in their lower back for the rest of their lives." Fang Mennai's face regained some color.

  "It's true! Misfortune turned into good fortune, and I'm glad I met you." Stacy said with emotion.

  "That's your trust," Fang Mo Nan said.

  When it comes to trust, Stacy smiled and her little adult appearance is indeed hard to trust. The two people chatted for a while, mainly about Stacy's physical maintenance.

  As they chatted, suddenly Stacy's voice was gone. Fang Mo Nan looked out the window at the sky "Ah! It's already evening, time really flies." At this point, Stacy had fallen asleep, looking very peaceful.

  Fang Mo Nan walked out of the room and downstairs, where he saw Annie asking: "Where are the others?"

  "In the music room," Annie said with more specificity.

  After Fang Mo Nan found it, he knocked on the door and heard the voice inside saying "come in". She pushed open the door and at that time Mo Bei was still playing the violin.

  As soon as he saw her, Andres stood up anxiously, "Mary, how are you?!" The silent melody of the piano still didn't stop.

  "Alright, don't worry, she's just fallen asleep from exhaustion, you can go take a look at her."

  Andres hurried away, saying "Bebe continue."

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