When Deng Chen was speaking, he subconsciously wanted to pull away the hand that Ying Han was holding. As he thought so in his mind, his hand followed his inner instructions and did so.
The hand suddenly stopped in mid-air.
Ying Han was delighted at this moment, but Deng Chen was stunned, having never expected this.
My hand suddenly lifted up, and I felt a little stronger.
After being stunned for a moment, he subconsciously clenched his fist.
"Ha, Comrade Deng, your hands can move now."
Deng Chen laughed. This was the first time Ying Han had laughed heartily since they met. He raised his hand excitedly and said in disbelief, "My arm... can really move?"
"Yes, yes, you can move it now. I told you your arm will definitely get better. Oh, by the way, let's go to the hospital and let the doctor check it out."
Deng Chen's smile grew wider and wider. He nodded at Ying Han and took a few steps toward the door. Suddenly, he turned back and said, "Comrade Ying, can I use your phone to make a call?"
"Can."
Whether it was Deng Chen or Ying Han, the smiles on their faces never faded.
Hard work pays off. After drinking the water from the space so many times, it finally worked.
Ying Han was happy for Deng Chen.
Deng Chen didn't expect that the arm he had given up on would suddenly regain strength. He was neither happy nor surprised, as it was all fake.
He called his father immediately and told him that his arm could move.
When Mr. Deng heard this, he was so excited that he didn't know what to do. The first thing he thought of was the hospital and he said he would rush over there right away.
After Deng Chen hung up the phone, he walked out.
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