"This, this!"
At that moment, Fu Yanchen's face was filled with shock. He felt warmth spreading through his leg, radiating from where his palm rested. Instinctively, he pinched the flesh on his leg.
Hiss!
It hurt!
And Jiang Jiamian had only been living in the villa for three days!
In those three days, apart from cooking chicken soup for him and massaging him in the morning and afternoon, there had been no other miraculous treatments.
But his legs had regained sensation!
And it's only been three days!
"So excited?"
Seeing Fu Yanchen's shocked and delighted expression, Jiang Jiamian straightened his back and said proudly, "How about it, now you should believe me, right?"
"I believe!"
Overwhelmed, Fu Yanchen grasped the armrests of his wheelchair and wanted to try to stand up.
