After a while, Xu Ziyu was wheeled out and taken to a ward.

Luo Xikui followed him into the ward, sat on the edge of his bed, and stared straight at his left knee.

"Xu Ziyu, what exactly happened? What are you hiding from me?" Her tears fell rapidly, and she cried uncontrollably.

"Stop crying!" He hated and feared her tears the most.

To her surprise, the shout only made her cry harder, sobbing and throwing a tantrum: "I'll cry, I'll cry, why didn't you tell me?"

"Stop crying! Stop crying!" Xu Ziyu's heart was in turmoil because of her tears.

"If you don't tell me, I'll keep crying." Luo Xikui was sobbing uncontrollably. She wasn't usually a crybaby, but now the tears were flowing like a dam had been opened.

Xu Ziyu was amused by her words. She was the one who wanted to leave, the one who wanted to end things and break up, but now she acted as if she had suffered a great injustice and even dared to threaten him.

Unfortunately, she was fair-skinned, and when she cried, her eyes turned as red as walnuts, and the tip of her nose also turned red. She looked so pitiful.

"Don't cry, it looks ugly." He sat up and reached out to wipe away her tears.

She started wailing even louder, and fearing that this would attract the attention of the doctors and nurses, he immediately covered her mouth and said, "I'll talk, I'll talk, okay?"

Luo Xikui stopped crying easily and looked at him with her big, wet eyes.

Xu Ziyu felt like he had been tricked. She was playing a trick on him, taking advantage of his fear of her tears.

"Aren't you going to tell me?" Luo Xikui's voice was hoarse and muffled as his hand covered her mouth.

Xu Ziyu felt the softness of her lips opening and closing in his palm, like a feather brushing against him, tickling him.

He withdrew his hand, clenched his fist, the feeling still lingering.

He lowered his eyes and remained silent for a long time, remembering what his mother had said: "Showing weakness to your lover isn't called showing weakness, it's called being affectionate."

Finally, he raised his eyes and looked at Luo Xikui, saying, "It was also four years ago. In mid-April, I was in a car accident. I collided with a transport truck. When the gasoline leaked, I was unconscious inside. I only managed to escape just before the explosion."

Luo Xikui clenched her hands, which were hanging on her knees, and her face immediately turned pale.

"I was in a coma in the hospital for a while. When I woke up, I was covered in injuries. My left leg was immobile, and a piece of my kneecap had been hollowed out." Xu Ziyu had forgotten what it felt like to be unable to walk for almost two years.

He only remembered that he was very worried about her coming to Berlin, so he kept making excuses that he was too busy with his studies. Later, when he learned that she had been admitted to the United States, he was relieved.

He was in a wheelchair at that time because no effective treatment had been found, and he would likely spend the rest of his life in a wheelchair or using crutches.

They eventually underwent surgery and had an artificial bone implanted.

However, no matter how good the surgery or how expensive the bones are, they are not the original human body and require constant rehabilitation and adjustment.

Even after successful rehabilitation, most people who have undergone this surgery will still experience some differences in their gait. Even those who have recovered to the best condition will still have a slight limp.

He kept overcoming his difficulties, constantly falling down and getting back up, and over the years, he finally recovered to the point where he could walk normally again. However, he can no longer run, and he never will again.