Li Yan didn't express his suspicion. He knew that she definitely wouldn't tell him, so he decided to investigate it himself.
Time passed by slowly. After some time, Li Yan felt a sharp pain in his leg.
The pain wasn't intense. It was like what a person who suddenly stood up after squatting for a long time would experience. However, for a person who hadn't felt the existence of his legs for many years, it was a great surprise.
Li Yan lowered his eyes and stared at his legs. He subconsciously tightened his grip on the wheelchair.
After a while, the stabbing pain slowly disappeared. What followed was a warm breath flowing through his blood.
When Chu Luo announced that "the curse on you has been lifted," Li Yan's gaze finally lost its usual coldness. There was even a hint of undetectable excitement in the depths of his eyes.
With both hands on the armrest of the wheelchair, he suddenly stood up.
"Hey! Don't… Ah…"
