Old Doctor Yuan saw his hesitant, disbelieving look and knew the boy was suffering.
He remembered driving home after work one day when he encountered a car accident. The person in the passenger seat, bleeding profusely, looked at him.
Their eyes were filled with a desperate will to survive.
He called 120 and then administered emergency aid, doing his best to keep the person alive until the ambulance arrived.
Fortunately, the ambulance came quickly, and the young man's life was saved. Unfortunately, his legs could not be saved.
He watched the young man lie silently on the hospital bed day after day, eating only when fed, his eyes vacant, and sighed deeply.
Later, for some reason, he heard from a nurse that someone had entered the young man's room and said something. But what was said, only those inside the room knew.
From then on, the young man's former despair vanished, and a light gradually appeared in his eyes. Although this light was no different from his previous颓废, at least he began to eat on his own and cooperate with the doctors' treatment.
Originally, he and other doctors had discussed amputating his useless legs and fitting him with prosthetics, but he refused.
He sat up in bed, tightly pulling the blanket over his now immobile legs, his eyes, bloodshot and fierce, staring at them all. He vowed he would never let them cut his legs, and that they should abandon the idea.
They were helpless and had no choice but to compromise.
Thus, after nearly a month in the hospital, the young man returned home in a wheelchair.
The next time he encountered this person was in the newspapers, and in the casual gossip of people's daily lives.
Wen Zhiyan, through his own capabilities, had pulled the Wen Group back from the brink of ruin, making it renowned throughout the country and even gaining some international recognition.
"Mr. Wen, congratulations. You can try to stand up from your wheelchair."
This news was an immense surprise to Wen Zhiyan, so much so that he could hardly believe it, wondering if his ears had played tricks on him.
It seemed heaven had not been unkind to him. Not only had a little fairy sent to guide him out of darkness, but she had also given him the opportunity to pursue her.
"Mr. Wen?"
Wen Zhiyan snapped back to attention, his voice a little hoarse. "Doctor Yuan, I hope this matter remains between just the two of us."
Those people back then had intended for him to die. Although he was only left disabled and not dead, it did not mean they would not try to harm him again if they knew he might recover.
As for him, whatever schemes or wicked tricks they conjured, he would face them.
His fear was that if those people could not deal with him, they would turn their dirty tactics onto Miao Miao and An An. httpδ:/m.kuAisugg.nět
Old Doctor Yuan was taken aback for a moment, then sighed helplessly. In any other family, upon learning they could stand again, people would be shouting it from the rooftops. Yet here was Wen Zhiyan, not only unable to announce it but needing to keep it a complete secret.
"Don't worry, I will absolutely not tell anyone without your permission."
"Thank you. I've been under your care for such a long time."
Old Doctor Yuan returned to his seat. "A doctor's duty is to be benevolent. This is what an old man should do. However, keeping this a secret long-term is not a solution. After all, to recover your legs faster, you will need professional rehabilitation."
"I know."
As he finished speaking, a hearty male voice came from behind.
"Yo, has the sun risen from the west today? Why is Master Wen here at the hospital again?"
Immediately after, a tall, slender figure walked in from the doorway.
The newcomer appeared to be in his twenties. His white coat gave him a clean, scholarly elegance, but what drew more attention was his buzz cut and his clear, bright eyes.
"You rascal, mind your words," Old Doctor Yuan glared at the newcomer, then turned apologetically to Wen Zhiyan. "Mr. Wen, please forgive him. Yuan Chao has this playful nature. Please don't take it to heart."
Yuan Chao: "..."
His grandfather probably didn't know that he had been forcefully woken up by a certain person's phone call in the middle of the night.
Suddenly, Old Doctor Yuan's eyes lit up. "Master Wen, I've suddenly thought of someone who could help with your rehabilitation. Do you have any interest?"
Yuan Chao, who had excellent premonitions, turned to leave when Old Doctor Yuan called him back.
Yuan Chao looked at the silent Wen Zhiyan beside him with a pained expression, then turned to his troublesome grandfather with tearful eyes. "Old man, you can't do this to me. I, I have very important things to do later."
"Besides," Yuan Chao continued to persuade, "you always say I'm a slacker with no seriousness. Having someone like me motivate Mr. Wen to exercise – isn't that making things difficult for Mr. Wen?"
"Mr. Wen, don't you think so?"
In a spot invisible to Old Doctor Yuan, Yuan Chao pleaded with Wen Zhiyan.
Heaven and earth bear witness, Wen Zhiyan, despite his outwardly gentle and approachable demeanor, was actually more stubborn than his grandfather, impossible to sway, and as silent as a mime, barely speaking a few words a day.
If they were together every day, wouldn't he suffocate?
No, he would rather die.
Wen Zhiyan glanced at the winking and blinking Yuan Chao, then turned to Old Doctor Yuan and said, "Doctor Yuan is admirable. I am sure Junior Doctor Yuan is also very capable. It is my fortune to receive guidance from Junior Doctor Yuan."
Yuan Chao: "..."
Heavens, earth, can a lightning bolt strike this person who is speaking such nonsense?
"Since that is the case, Yuan Chao, in a few days, you will go and assist Mr. Wen with his rehabilitation."
"Rehabilitation?" Hearing this, Yuan Chao's voice immediately rose, and he blurted out, "Isn't that too fast, even with a rocket?"
He couldn't believe that the nerve connection was only a few days old? And now they were talking about rehabilitation surgery?
What, were his nerve cells the only ones with rockets because he was human?
"What nonsense are you spouting," Old Doctor Yuan exclaimed, wishing he could slap his disobedient descendant. "This matter is to be kept secret. If anyone finds out, I'll beat you until your parents don't recognize you."
Yuan Chao was about to blurt out that Wen Zhiyan might still be in danger, but then he recalled past events and could only say, "You truly are quite tragic," before closing his mouth.
"Alright, if you keep talking, I'll suspect you're gloating," Old Doctor Yuan said, rolling his eyes impatiently. "In short, this matter is settled."
Yuan Chao casually found a seat, spread his hands, and said pitifully, "Alright, alright, whatever you say. Anyway, compared to Mr. Wen, I'm just an insignificant piece of cabbage, or rather, a brick. Move me wherever I'm needed."