"Don't worry about that. Smith said that eating and talking will not be affected at all, and if acupuncture is applied, there's hope for getting 70-80% mobility back in the legs and arms."
Only then did Amelia let out a sigh of relief. "That's good."
Otherwise, she would surely be ridden with guilt, although she already was.
Edward White woke up at noon the next day.
The situation was just as Daniel had described, besides the numbness in his right arm and left leg, everything else was the same as before.
By the third day, although Mr. White still looked pale, he could speak normally.
Madam White was so happy she started shedding tears, although she still scolded him, "You old fool, if you dare to frighten people like this again, watch what I'll do to you!"
Edward White chuckled, grabbing Madam's hand, "Stop crying, you'll make people laugh, behave, stop crying, or else you'll not be the beautiful and elegant old lady anymore."
"Shut up, you old bastard."
