Tang Yi hastily steadied him and instructed, "Third Grandfather, your shinbone has just been remodeled and the meridians cleared, but you still can't make any vigorous movements."
"I suggest you'd best sit in a wheelchair and recover slowly."
"In at most one month, you will be able to walk like a normal person."
Song Desheng wanted to kneel down and kowtow to Tang Yi.
Tears streaming down his face, he said excitedly, "Son-in-law, you truly are a miracle doctor!"
"It seems I underestimated you before, Bingyun not marrying you really was a stroke of luck!"
"This is practically a favor of re-creation for me! Please, accept my bow!"
Tang Yi quickly helped Song Desheng up, not daring to accept his bow.
And Song Desheng, recalling his earlier arrogance, was so full of guilt he could have slammed his head against a wall and died.
...
On the way home, Song Bingyun sat in the passenger seat, head down in silence.
