"I wish our family could live happily together, little uncle, don't you?"
Shen Xian blinked, looking at him with anticipation.
Shen Yi stood up and reached out to feel his prosthesis.
Seeing this, Shen Xian hurried forward to take the prosthesis and then squatted down to help Shen Yi, but he was pushed away.
Shen Xian didn't blame him nor did she give up; instead, she continued to bow her head and help him put on the prosthesis.
"Little uncle, you still remember Xiaobai, right? Oh, that's Bai Zhan. Back when we were at school, we always joked that if one day we both failed at defusing a bomb and one of us got injured or disabled, the other would have to take care of them unconditionally, even if it meant putting on prostheses or pushing wheelchairs without any complaints."
"We didn't know the gravity of what we were saying then, not realizing that if we ever failed, we might not even get that chance."
