After kicking out my ex-husband, his brother and I got back together.

Zheng Yanqing was now sure that he was indeed not dazzled. Su Xiaojun said that he would be punished, and he was happy to accept this punishment.

After staying in the hospital for two weeks, Zheng Yan had no problems with other parts of her body except that she was still unable to walk.

The doctor recommended that you go home and recuperate.

On the day he was discharged from the hospital, Su Xiaojun was packing Zheng Yanqing's things by the bedside, and when he was putting them in front of Zheng Yanqing's wheelchair, Zheng Yanqing took his hand.

"Okay, Xiaojun, please rest for a while, I'll let Ke Bin take care of these."

At this time, Ke Bin was cleaning up the living room outside.

Su Xiaojun stood up and gestured dissatisfiedly.

"Ke Bin is your assistant, not a donkey."

Zheng Yanqing chuckled.

"Whoever treats him as a donkey should just pack up some things for him, a grown man can't be tired."

Ke Bin also raised his head and looked into the ward.

"Miss Su, just rest. Mr. Zheng is right. Don't be tired. I'll come in and take care of you later."

At this time, there was a knock on the door of the ward, and the doctor stood at the door and said to Su Xiaojun.

"Ms. Su, I have some information about Mr. Zheng's care after he is discharged from the hospital. Please come and take a look with me."

Su Xiaojun nodded and followed the doctor out of the ward.

Ke Bin tidied up the living room and came to tidy up Zheng Yanqing's hospital bed. Zheng Yanqing was sitting in a wheelchair, rubbing his knees with his hands.

"I still don't have any feeling in my legs. I don't know when I will feel better."

Ke Bin smiled.

"Didn't the doctor say that you were in coma for a long time and it's normal that your brain hasn't found the nerve in your thigh yet? Maybe one day you will be able to run and jump when you wake up. It's just a matter of time."

Zheng Yanqing chuckled and shook his head.

"My brain is not very strong. I haven't remembered that I still have legs."

Ke Bin turned around and gave him a look, sighing meaningfully.

"I see, Mr. Zheng, you wish you could heal more slowly, so that Miss Su can take care of you for a while longer."

Zheng Yanqing raised his head and gave him a look, and Ke Bin consciously shut up.

"No one said anything just now."

Although Ke Bin's words were ridiculing, Zheng Yanqing did have this thought in his heart.

Su Xiaojun has felt sorry for him since he was a child. During the days when he woke up in the hospital, Su Xiaojun took good care of him, even chewing up his rice and feeding it to him, for fear that he would be tired.

However, he also mentioned that he was tired from chewing rice and asked Su Xiaojun to help him chew rice and other similar requests.

But without exception, they were all rejected by Su Xiaojun on the grounds that they were too disgusting.

Zheng Yanqing didn't say anything on the surface, but he was very dissatisfied in his heart.

nausea?What's so disgusting about this?When he gets better, he will marry Su Xiaojun, and then he will press her on the bed and kiss her every day to see if she is still disgusting.

When Zheng Yanqing came back to his senses, he realized that more than ten minutes had passed and Su Xiaojun hadn't come back yet.

"There are too many things that the doctor has to tell you. It's not convenient for Xiaojun to talk alone. I'll go over and take a look myself."

Ke Bin heard this and wanted to come over to push the wheelchair for him, but Zheng Yanqing refused.

"No, I'll just go by myself. You can clean up first and leave when you get back later."

Ke Bin nodded.

Zheng Yanqing drove the electric wheelchair to the door of the doctor's office. Just as he was about to knock on the door, he heard voices inside.

"Recovery is very difficult and very few people have the willpower."

"What are the odds, you ask?"

……

"Probably, [-]%."

Zheng Yanqing's hand suddenly hung in the air and he couldn't knock it down.

A voice from inside continued. "Mr. Zheng is still young, so the possibility of recovery is still a little higher, but... well... he had an intracranial infection when he had the craniotomy, and the nerves that control his legs were already affected."

……

"We can only try our best. Mr. Zheng himself must insist on rehabilitation training every day, so that he may be able to stand up. Otherwise, he will have to sit in a wheelchair for the rest of his life."

In the ward, Su Xiaojun's mind went blank. She didn't expect that the doctor called her over to tell her this.

She typed a line quickly on her phone.

Su Xiaojun: [Doctor, please, don’t tell him, I’m afraid he won’t be able to bear it. 】

How could a strong person like Zheng Yanqing accept that he would spend the rest of his life in a wheelchair?
The doctor nodded.

"Okay, I understand your intention. Maybe without telling Mr. Zheng, he still has hope in his heart and will slowly get better in the future."

Su Xiaojun: [Thank you. 】

The doctor pursed his lips.

"You're welcome."

When Su Xiaojun walked out of the doctor's office, there was no one in the corridor. She held a rehabilitation training manual in her hand and tried to adjust her mood before walking towards the ward.

Zheng Yanqing sat alone in front of the floor-to-ceiling window in the living room of the ward, looking at the traffic downstairs outside the window.

Su Xiaojun searched around the ward but couldn't find Ke Bin.

She walked up to Zheng Yanqing and asked where Ke Bin was.

"Took the things downstairs and into the car."

Not sure if it was her own imagination, but Aijun always felt that Zheng Yanqing's voice was different from the one before she went to the office.

Zheng Yanqing raised his head, looked at Su Xiaojun's face and asked.

"Xiaojun, what did the doctor tell you just now?"

Su Xiaojun paused, then showed a smile and handed the rehabilitation training manual to Zheng Yanqing.

She raised her hand and gestured.

"The doctor said that if you follow this rehabilitation training, your legs will get better soon."

Zheng Yanqing raised his head and looked directly into Su Xiaojun's eyes.

"really?"

After asking this question, he lowered his head again.

"But I always feel that my legs don't look like my own."

Su Xiaojun quickly covered his mouth. The distance between the two became closer, and Zheng Yanqing noticed Su Xiaojun's red eyes.

After interrupting Zheng Yanqing's words, Su Xiaojun straightened up and gestured.

"What are you talking about? How could the legs that grow on your body not be yours? The doctor said that as long as you insist on rehabilitation training, the legs will be fine.

Zheng Yanqing took a deep breath, exhaled it slowly, raised his head and smiled at Su Xiaojun.

"Okay, then I'll listen to you."

Su Xiaojun relaxed slightly and pushed Zheng Yanqing's wheelchair towards the elevator.

Ke Bin carried Zheng Yanqing into the back seat of the car and put away the wheelchair. Su Xiaojun sat on the other side of the back seat and held Zheng Yanqing's hand tightly.

Zheng Yanqing looked at the receding green belt outside the car window and said softly.

"It's good to be out of the hospital."

Su Xiaojun looked at Zheng Yanqing's face and felt a twinge in her heart.

Ah Qing, you will definitely get better.

After being discharged from the hospital, Zheng Yanqing did not go back to Bailu Lake or the Feng family's old house. Instead, he went to live on a flat floor in the city center closer to the company, and Su Xiaojun also moved there.

The flat area is close to [-] square meters, and one of the four bedrooms has been transformed into a rehabilitation training room. Ke Bin has already arranged all the rehabilitation equipment Zheng Yanqing needs.

Zheng Yanqing was at the door, looking at the rehabilitation equipment, then at his own legs, and laughed to himself.