In the bedroom:
Fu Nian's gaze fell on Wen Ziyang's not-so-pleasant expression, and she then slowly began to speak, "Ziyang, the doctor has said..."
"Fu Nian, the Wen Family is an aristocratic family of doctors. Do you think these quacks would understand my condition better than I do, hmm?"
Hearing this, Fu Nian's eyes darkened slightly.
Back then, in the car accident, Wen Ziyang's leg nerves were damaged because he was trapped under the car for too long.
The rehabilitation process was undoubtedly arduous and with little hope.
Fu Nian slowly clenched her small hands, gazing at the man's defeated look, her lips slightly pursed — saying she wasn't heartbroken would be a lie.
Once, he was such a spirited young man...
A top student in the academy... someone she admired as a senior.
That car accident back then...
Fu Nian frowned, not having the chance to speak before the man's deep voice continued to ring in her ears.
"Did you see him on this return trip?"
