C239 Treatment

An Chen lay on the bed with his mouth wide open. It was only then that he realized he couldn't speak at all.

Now that he was a cripple, even if he were to get up and kowtow to his benefactor, he wouldn't be able to do it.

Lin Qingcheng stared blankly at An Chen. She struggled to get up and thought of herself. There was nothing she could do, so she had an expression of disappointment