Zhu Yuanqing slept with Mu Honghui again tonight.
This time it was not because of any other reason, but because Mu Honghui said that his legs seemed to have a little weak feeling.
"Try again?" Zhu Yuanqing moved a small stool and sat beside the bed, while Mu Honghui sat on the bed, helplessly looking at someone who was eager to try.
After all, he was still somewhat concerned about the scar on his leg, and the shorts he wore were knee-length, hiding the winding mark.
Having Mu Honghui close his eyes, Zhu Yuanqing carefully placed his hand on Mu Honghui's calf, just lightly, and asked, "Do you feel anything?"
The legs that had not felt anything for a long time were still empty, and his nerves still could not sense the existence of his legs, but as time passed, a faint warmth seemed to flash in the distant void.
The next moment it disappeared again.
To prevent Zhu Yuanqing from expecting anything, Mu Honghui shook his head: "No."
He knew too well the emptiness that comes with unfulfilled expectations, so he suggested, "Why don't you try a little harder?"
"Well, I'll try again. Don't worry, we'll take it slowly." Zhu Yuanqing circled the calf, which was an unhealthy pale color due to not seeing the light for a long time, and then held it tightly.
"What now?"
There seemed to be a flash of temperature.
Mu Honghui opened his eyes and saw the restrained hope in Zhu Yuanqing's eyes. He nodded and said, "I feel it."
Zhu Yuanqing's eyes lit up, he stood up from his chair and pounced on Mu Honghui.
Mu Honghui was knocked back by him, holding his waist tightly, with half of his face pressed against his warm chest, and he could hear the man's rapid heartbeat due to excitement.
"That's great." Zhu Yuanqing hugged him.
"Yeah, that's great." Mu Honghui's nose was filled with his breath, his body was wrapped by Zhu Yuanqing, and his heart was filled with joy.
In the past, he didn't care about his legs, but now, Mu Honghui particularly hopes that he can stand up.
There were many moments when Zhu Yuanqing stood in the crowd, his whole body was filled with the youthful vigor and vitality, while Mu Honghui sat in a wheelchair, silently looking at his back or profile, feeling both proud and sad.
He always has something missing.
Regardless of age or physical condition, he could not give Zhu Yuanqing enough confidence.
They agreed to be in a relationship for three years. Even though he never asked about it, sometimes when he woke up in the middle of the night, the unspeakable palpitations were enough to engulf him completely.
When I looked up and saw Zhu Yuanqing lying beside me, I felt inexplicably afraid that I would never be able to catch him.
The Mu family is equipped with top-notch medical equipment, and the doctors who come here are also leaders in the industry.
After a series of complex tests were completed, Mr. Liu looked at the results in amazement.
"What a miracle! This is simply a miracle." He looked at Mu Honghui's legs in amazement. "I've lived for most of my life, and this is the first time I've seen this."
"I originally thought the best outcome would be that it wouldn't get any worse, but to my surprise, in less than two months, it actually started to heal!"
"A medical miracle!"
Zhu Yuanqing waited for his surprise to pass and asked, "Is it possible for his legs to still stand up?"
Mr. Liu shook the test report in his hand twice: "The possibility is very small."
He shook his head. "This situation is already quite extraordinary. You know, he couldn't even feel the existence of these two legs before."
"If the current recovery trend continues, we may be able to regain some sense of the outside world, but we have to stand up..."
Old Liu sighed, full of regret: "That's almost impossible."
Although he felt a little disappointed, Zhu Yuanqing's face showed no sign of frustration: "I understand."
"Oh right." Liu Lao was genuinely curious, scratching his head. "How on earth did you do that? This is truly remarkable progress!"
Zhu Yuanqing really had no idea, so he asked 007, but 007 also said he didn't know.
Mu Honghui did have some ideas, but his guesses were too absurd and not universal, so he just shook his head to indicate that he didn't know.
Liu Lao Ke felt regretful. Before leaving, he repeatedly reminded his parents to find him if there was any new situation, and to record the daily training methods for reference. Only then did he reluctantly leave the Mu family's gate.
Zhu Yuanqing watched the old man go away and stood at the door: "We have to be more careful next time."
It’s not that I don’t trust Mr. Liu, but if some bizarre things get out, it won’t be good for me.
Despite having a huge family business as a foundation, there are some things that you have to be on guard against.
Mu Honghui held his hand, put it against his face, raised his head, and looked at him gently.
"Then this will be a secret between the two of us."
Zhu Yuanqing smiled slightly.
At this moment, a servant came trotting in from outside the villa: "Boss Mu, someone is here to visit Mr. Xu."
Zhu Yuanqing's eyes flashed with slight surprise, then turned into understanding: "Did he say his name?"
The servant thought for a moment and hesitated, "He didn't say his name, but said he and Mr. Xu were friends."
"However, I think he looks a bit like Xiang Fangyang from the Fang family."
He didn't know Xiangfang Yang originally, but the news that a rich young man had an affair in public at his engagement party was posted on the Internet all morning. Although it was later removed, he still remembered that face.
"Sure enough." Zhu Yuanqing said.
No need to guess, this must be Fang Mao's idea.
How could Xiangyang, a person who cares so much about his reputation, come to me when rumors are flying everywhere? It could only be Fang Mao's request.
"Let him in." Zhu Yuanqing said to him.
Outside the door, Xiangfangyang, wearing a hat and a large mask on his face, walked up to Zhu Yuanqing with his head lowered.
"Xu Mo." The voice behind the mask was muffled.
"Is there something?" Zhu Yuanqing looked at him.
His tone was neither cold nor indifferent, but the more so, the more ashamed Xiangfangyang felt.
He could not forget the way Xu Mo bowed his head in front of him, but he also remembered the eye contact they had across the crowd last night.
His change was so great that Xiangfangyang dared to act arrogantly in front of Xu Mo, but he didn't dare to throw a tantrum in front of Zhu Yuanqing, especially with Mu Honghui watching him.
"I'm sorry!" He suddenly bent down, his blocked face full of humiliation.
"Xu Mo, the Fang family is your home after all, and your parents are your biological parents. As long as you are willing to come back, I promise that I will never appear in front of you again, and I don't want a penny of the Fang family's property."
Zhu Yuanqing raised his eyes and said, "But the Fang family is in a mess right now. If I go back now, what can you give me?"
Xiangfangyang's expression changed. He straightened up and looked at Zhu Yuanqing in disbelief, his mouth open.
Did he not care about the Fang family at all? After being alone for so many years, shouldn't he be longing for family affection? He used to respect his parents, but it was clearly not like this now!
Zhu Yuanqing smiled, as if he saw his changing expression through the mask, and spoke slowly.
"Don't you think what happened yesterday was a coincidence?"
Xiangfang Yang was shocked when he saw Zhu Yuanqing's mouth closed twice and he said a few words silently.
He somehow understood.
——"Return gift"
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