"What are you looking for me for?" Liu Qingqing asked.

Zhang's mother frowned, frowned and said, "young grandma, you don't know. The doctor said they can't cure the young master's legs yet. However, in order to prevent the young master's legs from shrinking due to not walking for a long time, we need to recover."

Liu Qingqing sorted out what Zhang's mother said, which means that in order to prevent muscle atrophy, she hopes to have legs like normal people after treating them in the future, so she needs rehabilitation.

"And then?"

"But every time the young master wants to go to rehabilitation, he will lose his temper and refuse to go. I think the young master is very sad because he can't go with all his efforts." Zhang's mother said and her eyes turned red. "The young master is really suffering! Young grandma, the young master should go to rehabilitation tomorrow afternoon. Can you help persuade the young master to let him go to rehabilitation!"

Liu Qingqing understood, nodded to Zhang's mother and said, "don't worry, Zhang's mother, let me take care of it!"

Liu Qingqing returns to the room and nests in Ling Mufeng's arms, chatting absently with Ling Mufeng.

She hasn't figured out how to persuade him for a while. I'm afraid he'll think he hates his legs!

Ling Mufeng is also a little upset. He remembers that he should go to rehabilitation tomorrow. He remembers every day of rehabilitation.

However, after so long rehabilitation, his condition has not improved.

The doctor said that rehabilitation is also for him to find a way to treat his legs in the future. After treatment, his legs will not shrink and can recover like normal people.

But can he really cure his leg? Moreover, will his little things dislike him when they see that he always falls down when he recovers?

He doesn't want to make a fool of himself in front of his little things.

"Little thing." ("Feng ~") they spoke in unison.

"You go first." ("you go first.")

Liu Qingqing and Ling Mufeng were stunned and laughed.

A moment later, Liu Qingqing said, "Feng ~ I heard from Mom Zhang. She... Asked me to advise you to go to rehabilitation."

"I won't go. Anyway, my legs are not good." Ling Mufeng is a little upset.

Liu Qingqing stretched out her hand and hugged Ling Mufeng, "go, if you don't recover, even if you can cure your leg, you can't recover to a normal level. There's only a glimmer of hope for recovery ~"

"I can't do well..." Ling Mufeng is a little upset. He hopes he is perfect in front of his little things.

Liu Qingqing smiled and said softly, "it's all right. Anyway, I'll accompany you."

Liu Qingqing said and kissed Ling Mufeng's forehead.

Ling Mufeng also stretched out his hand and hugged Liu Qingqing. It seems that he suddenly doesn't feel so disgusted to recover. Perhaps, with his little things, the recovery will not be so painful?

Little thing, maybe the world will become more beautiful and brighter because of your company.

Ling Mufeng hugged Liu Qingqing and slowly fell asleep. In the past, every night before rehabilitation, he always tossed and turned and couldn't sleep. He rationally felt that he needed rehabilitation, but he was full of disgust with rehabilitation because his legs were not good for a long time.

But tonight, he suddenly looks forward to tomorrow's rehabilitation. After all, he will be accompanied by his little things.

It seems that in his life, since he was accompanied by a little thing, his regret that his legs could not walk has been slowly repaired. This little thing is really the best gift God has given him.

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