He Yuhao looked at the faint smile on Lengyinian's face and felt happy when he saw her smile.

"Nian, you go in and accompany Shao Ting. I'll be back in a minute. I'll have a check later." He Yuhao looked at Leng Yinian and thought that if Mo Shaoting was okay, then he should give himself a chance.

He didn't want to live in a wheelchair all his life.

In order to read, he would not let himself live like this.

His future is the future of Lengyinian, and Mo Shaoting's future is also the future of Lengyinian.

"Don't be discouraged, brother Yuhao. Doctors say that your legs are saved....