Song Jia looked at the man in the wheelchair.
He was looking much better than earlier.
The acupuncture treatment and pills were effective on him.
He still looked skinny, and undernourished. But he's no longer in any danger.
"Is there anything you'd like to ask?" She said to him.
Murong Xiao Dan looked down at his almost bony hands for a moment. His brows almost formed one straight line.
Then he looked up and looked at her straight in the eye.
He slowly placed both of his feet flat on the floor.
He placed his hands on both armrests of the wheelchair then pushed himself up.
Lishi Xieren was alarmed at her son's actions. She quickly went to assist him.
But Murong Xiao Dan shook his head, declining her help.
Sweat formed on his brows as he breathed in and out.
'Your legs shouldn't be weak. Nothing happened to your legs. You can walk. It's fine. You're stronger than this.' He told himself.
