Fu Yanxue responded with a smile, her face filled with joy: "The New Year is well organized, and the New Year is lively."

Then, she asked again, with a hint of worry in her tone: "What did the doctor say about Yanci's leg? When will it return to normal after the operation?"

Su Wantang whispered, frowning slightly, with a trace of worry on his face: "At the fastest, it will take half a year, at the slowest, it will take three to five years."

Fu Yanxue was a little shocked, her voice raised a few notches, her eyes full of disbelief: "Doesn't that mean that by the end of the year, Yan Ci's legs still can't..."

Su Wantang quickly covered Fu Yanxue's lips, his eyes full of anxiety: "Speak softly, otherwise your brother will hear it and be sad again."

Fu Yanxue nodded slightly, looked at her brother and sister-in-law with heartache, and sighed softly. That sigh was full of heartache and worry for them.

On the other side, Fu Yanci, with the help of Fu Weiping, returned to the bedroom first.

In order to prevent Su Wantang from working so hard, Fu Weiping took the initiative to clean Fu Yanci's body first and then carried him to bed.

After Fu Weiping left, Fu Yanci looked at the wheelchair beside him, then looked at his own numb legs. His eyes revealed deep loneliness and confusion, and he fell into deep thought again.

Is he unable to take care of himself now?

Can his legs really recover?

These questions were like a fog, enveloping him and making him feel even heavier.

By the time we finished cleaning up, it was already dark.

The night is like a huge piece of black satin, gently wrapping the world.

Su Wantang learned from Fu Weiping that Fu Yanci had returned to the room and had already given him a bath.

As soon as he entered the room, Fu Yanci raised his head and looked into Su Wantang's eyes.

Su Wantang was even more keenly aware of the sadness in Fu Yanci's eyes.

She pursed her lips, her heart full of heartache, and stepped forward, about to speak.

Fu Yanci raised the corner of his mouth, forced a smile, and spoke first: "There is still hot water in there. Wanwan is tired after a day, go take a shower first."

Su Wantang nodded slightly, took out her pajamas, turned and went into the bathroom.

As the sound of water inside began, Fu Yanci quietly lay down and closed his eyes. The fatigue and worry on his face were particularly obvious under the dim light.

His brows were slightly furrowed, as if he was worried about his leg injury even in his sleep.

When Su Wantang came out of the shower, she saw Fu Yanci sleeping soundly on the bed. She walked gently to the bedside, tucked the quilt for him, and looked at him for a long time.

Late at night, everything was quiet, with only the occasional chirping of insects outside the window.

Su Wantang had just laid down when Fu Yanci suddenly turned over, hugged her tightly, and buried his head in her neck.

Su Wantang raised the corners of her mouth slightly, gave him a light kiss on the forehead, and then closed her eyes with peace of mind.

After an unknown amount of time, Su Wantang vaguely heard a suppressed sobbing sound in his sleep.

She woke up suddenly, and with the faint moonlight coming in from the window, she saw Fu Yanci's brows were furrowed, with a look of pain on his face.

He kept murmuring: "My legs... I can't..."

It turned out that he was having a nightmare.

Su Wantang was startled, quickly reached out, gently shook Fu Yanci's shoulders, and called softly: "Yanci, wake up, wake up quickly..."

Fu Yanci slowly opened his eyes, with fear and confusion still in his eyes. After seeing that it was Su Wantang, he hugged her tightly.

Her voice was choked with sobs: "Wanwan, I dreamed that my legs would never heal, and I became a burden to you."