Four months later, in the military hospital.
Yuan Xuan removed the final steel nail from his leg and Yuan Tian could not help but sigh as she looked at her handsome brother sitting in a wheelchair.
"Stand up and try walking around."
Yuan Xuan supported himself with the handrails on the sides of the bed and stood up. Even though he had always used a wheelchair when he was at home or in the office previously, he did not feel troubled.
Now that he removed the steel nails and stopped using crutches or wheelchairs, he was as handsome as ever.
"Luckily there aren't any residual effects from the injury. Otherwise, who knows how many socialites in Luo Hai would cry themselves to death when they found out that you're crippled!"
Yuan Tian noticed that Yuan Xuan recovered pretty well, and her earlier concerns were unnecessary. Fortunately, he only broke his leg after falling from such high ground. It would be a pity if it left a scar on his face!
