Third Uncle Zhuang and Zhuang Che looked left and right but could not tell what present he had brought. "Where is it? You can't say that it's you, right?"
"It is me." Zhuang Liu moved his fingers, and Xiao Mo immediately removed the blanket from his legs. Then, he obediently retreated to the side.
"Grandpa, this is the birthday present I want to give you." With that, he stood up from his wheelchair and walked towards Old Master Zhuang under everyone's shocked gazes. His steps were very steady, and it did not look like he had been injured at all.
"You... You can stand up now?" Old Master Zhuang was shocked and excited. He was so happy that he could not speak properly.
Zhuang Liu approached him and turned around to show that he had really recovered. "Grandpa, my legs have completely recovered."
Old Master Zhuang felt a lump in his throat. "It's good that you can stand up. The gift you gave me today is the best gift I have ever received."
