Chen Mo arrived at the inpatient department and stepped into Ling'er's ward, where he paused in surprise.
Because Ling'er was no longer lying in bed, she had set up a pair of crutches and was practicing walking.
"You're here!"
Seeing Chen Mo, Ling'er excitedly tried to come over, almost falling over in the process.
Chen Mo hurriedly went to support her, "Be careful, if you fall again, nobody will know what to do, sit down... What's going on here, you've actually recovered?"
"Yes, the doctors had no solution before, I tried all sorts of acupuncture and physical rehabilitation training, but as soon as you came, things changed, I can feel it now!"
"You can feel it?"
"Right, I couldn't feel anything before, but now... touch it."
She even pulled Chen Mo's hand to touch her leg, which fortunately hadn't atrophied; it was obviously well-trained and had a fine shape, not only slender but also exuding a special sense of power, something Chen Mo had only seen on Yan Peipei.
