In the hospital, Yu Zhiyuan was asleep.
When Lu Jinxuan arrived, Yu Sangwan was sitting at the foot of the bed, massaging Yu Zhiyuan's legs. Although he had been paralyzed for many years, his legs had not atrophied... thanks to Yu Sangwan's persistent massages. In the daughter's heart, one day, her father would stand up again!
What a beautiful wish. What a cruel reality...
Seeing her like this, Lu Jinxuan didn't say anything, just sat quietly in the outer room, thinking it best to leave the space to them, father and daughter.
The doctor said, within these one or two days, Yu Zhiyuan might...
"Mmm..." Yu Zhiyuan groaned, slowly opening his eyes.
He had just taken a short nap, actually for a brief time.
"Dad." Yu Sangwan hurriedly stood up, "You're awake? The porridge should be ready, I'll go get you a bowl..."
"Taotao..."
Yu Zhiyuan reached out to pull Yu Sangwan, forcing a smile, shaking his head, "Wait a moment, talk to Dad first."
