Monica POV:

Hearing what the doctor said, I shook my body violently.

Can’t Isabella stand up anymore?

She likes dancing so much. What will she do in the future?

My mother burst into a cry behind me.

“My poor Isa! She can’t live without her legs! She cares about her appearance so much. She wouldn’t accept it!”

My mother almost passed out. If my father had not held her tightly, she would have fallen to the ground.

“Can we go in and see her now?” Norman asked the doctor nervously.

The doctor sighed, “Now the anesthetic is still working. Isabella is still unconscious. You can go to the ward to...