............Aarav noticed the disgusted look from the receptionist, a sharp contrast to the well-dressed customers around him, and didn't have the energy to argue with her. He had more important matters to attend to."I'm a friend of hers. Can you please tell me where she might be?" Aarav replied, a hint of anger in his voice as he asked again, feeling the eyes of others judging him for his disheveled state and worn-out appearance.The receptionist scoffed, glancing at him disdainfully. "You must be mistaken. Ms. DeVere doesn't have friends like you. She wouldn't associate with someone looking like...a poor pleb."Aarav felt the weight of humiliation, not only from the receptionist's words but also from the contemptuous glances of those around him in the upscale store.A well-dressed man nearby muttered to his companion, "Look at this trash. Probably wandered in here by mistake. This kind of plebians should stick to their own kind."A woman, clearly part of the wealthy crowd, wrinkl

............"Huh, Ahhhh...whaAhhh...!" Aarav Veridian, who was falling from a cliff, suddenly woke up, feeling the rush of wind on his face. He realized he was plummeting and screamed in fear."Somebody...yyyy...hhhhelp...meeeee...!" He cried out, desperate as the ground approached slowly."Ahhhhh....!" Just as he was about to hit the ground, he closed his eyes, but he didn't feel the impact."Huh...!" He opened his eyes and found himself in an endless, white expanse. He sat there, feeling confused and bewildered."Siiiing...!" Suddenly, a bright light appeared in front of him, and he saw a human-like figure, although the light made it hard to see their features.He felt a stinging sensation and then lost consciousness. When he woke up, the figure was still there.Then he heard the words from the white figure."Congratulations, my Heir," the mysterious figure declared, "you have proven your worth, and now you are the chosen Heir of Elandor, the God of Healing and Medicine!"In the n

............After she fell ill and he married into the Messi family, this house stood empty.Aarav, juggling work at a clinic and duties as a live-in son-in-law, had no time for visits or upkeep.The door creaked as they entered, a dusty silence enveloping them."Creak...!""Cough...Cough...!" Brother and sister, choked by dust, confronted the neglected space."Why's it so messy, brother? Look how dirty it's become!" Aria scolded, unaware of the burden on Aarav's shoulders."Haha! I didn't have time. Just wait, I'll take care of it." Aarav laughed awkwardly, concealing the weight of his dual life.Setting Aria down, he closed the door, and entered the house."Broth-brother...you...!" Aria stood there, helpless, hearing the noise, realizing her brother was likely cleaning."Done, now you can come inside. Also, welcome home, sister!" Aarav opened the door, beckoning her in, his greeting masking the struggles he bore. Aria moved, teared up and embraced him."Okay...okay, let's go in!"

............"Vital Alignment Preparation" This technique involves a series of gentle massage-like moves performed on specific points of the body, aimed at aligning and energizing vital organs, especially focusing on liver support.Aarav employs rhythmic and soothing motions to stimulate key acupressure points, enhancing blood circulation and promoting a balanced flow of energy."How are you feeling?" Aarav asked after applying the technique to the old man's body."I feel like my body is light as a feather, and I'm very relaxed at the moment!" The old man exclaimed, noticing the sudden relief from the previous pain."Good, now I only need to administer the herbs concoction to you, but they aren't here yet," Aarav said and asked the old man."Oh, it's been quite some time. Don't worry; they will arrive soon. Speak of the devil, looks like they're here!" The old man nodded, checking the time. Before he could finish, he heard a car screech and looked outside."Grandpa, what are you doin

............"Accident? Where are your injuries then? Just making excuses for being late. I've told you to quit that useless job so you won't find reasons to slack off!" His mother-in-law, Sophia Rossi, scolded him, and Aarav could only listen silently with his head bowed, knowing he couldn't argue with her in this household.Sophia Rossi, in her late forties, had a timeless charm with chestnut hair flowing in loose waves around her shoulders.Her face, marked by subtle lines that suggested wisdom, carried an air of sophistication. Aging gracefully, she wore well-tailored outfits with understated elegance, radiating a poised confidence.Her kind eyes and glowing complexion completed her appearance, portraying ageless beauty with a hint of hidden arrogance.From his corner, Aarav observed her getting ready for another one of her charity parties.He had grown accustomed to the scolding from this woman who looked sophisticated, but in his heart, there was no hint of respect.He only fel