Dangerous Passion: The President's VIP Lover

"..." Shangguan Rui frowned more and more.

"Feng Liye's legs, 90.00% nine, will not be able to stand up and walk again in the future."

"...he himself knew about it?"

Renault nodded, "Feng Liye asked me about the situation as soon as the operation was over."

Shangguan Rui frowned.

So, in the hospital, Feng Liye would say such things——

Because I can't stand up and can't care about the future, so I choose to retreat automatically?

Feng Liye thought that he needed such a handout from him?

Shangguan Rui snorted coldly in his heart.

"Rui."

"Ok?"

"It's best not to let Guan Guanyu know about this matter." Lei Nuo said, "Feng Liye himself certainly doesn't want to let Guan Guanyu know that he is in such a mess, but Guan Guanyu..."

Renault did not continue to speak.

Shangguan Rui understood what he meant.

Guan Yu herself was full of guilt towards Feng Liye, if she knew, Feng Liye's legs would not be able to stand up again...

Shangguan Rui's black eyes turned cold, "No matter what method I use, I want to see him stand up."

Renault nodded, "I will do everything I can."

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At the same time, the VIP ward of the hospital.

The heater is on, and the air is warm and comfortable.

Bean-sized raindrops hit the glass, making a crackling sound.

Feng Liye lay motionless on the bed*, sleeping quietly, unaware of everything happening outside.

On the sofa in the small living room, the Feng family couple sat there stiffly, their expressions as pale as snow as if struck by lightning.

In front of him stood a serious doctor.

"...doctor...doctor..." Mrs. Feng's voice was so trembling that she didn't even recognize herself, intermittently, "Did you make a mistake...Li Ye...how could my son..."

How could it be possible to have a broken leg and never be able to stand up again, becoming disabled?

"Doctor, you must have made a mistake! My son is very healthy, and the operation was very successful. It is absolutely impossible to become disabled!" Master Feng was also very excited, his face flushed.

"..." Doctor, "Master Feng, Mrs. Feng, I know this fact is hard for you to accept, but unfortunately, the nerves of the young master's legs were compressed and necrotic..."

"Get out! Get out! Get out immediately! I don't want to listen to your nonsense here! Li Ye, there is absolutely no way that something will happen to my son's legs! He will never become disabled!" Madame Feng yelled hysterically, pushing The doctor pushed out the door.

"Mrs. Feng, calm down—"

The doctor tried to persuade.

Before she could finish her sentence, Mrs. Feng slammed the door forcefully with a "bang--".

"It'll be fine... Li Ye will be fine...my son will be fine...he won't become disabled... woo woo... The doctor is talking nonsense...he is talking nonsense..." Feng The lady muttered to herself incoherently, and slid weakly against the door and sat on the floor.

Master Feng felt equally sad.

The husband and wife knelt on the ground and cried together.

Suddenly, Mrs. Feng's sobbing stopped, her eyes widened, she stared at something for a moment, her face terrified.

"What's wrong?" Master Feng wiped away the tears from his eyes, and followed Mrs. Feng's gaze.