Being unable to stand up...doesn't this mean that she will be disabled from now on?
However, she is still so young...
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The world seemed to have become quiet at this moment.
Tang Ze stood aside stiffly, his face pale and ugly.
He stayed like this for a long time without saying a word.
Ning Ziqi glanced at him worriedly, her heart filled with guilt.
That car... was obviously aimed at her.
But now, it is Sister Xueqing who is injured.
"Doctor, you just said that it may never be possible to stand up again, does that mean that her legs are also likely to recover?" Ning Ziqi suddenly remembered that the doctor just said that it may never be possible to stand up again...
Does this mean that Sister Xueqing may also recover?
"There are examples of this in the medical field, but the probability of this possibility is relatively small, but it is still possible."
Ning Ziqi nodded. If it could happen, that means there is still hope...
Just as he was talking, An Xueqing was suddenly pushed out by the nurse.
Tang Ze saw this and hurriedly followed him.
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An Xueqing was pushed into the ward, and Tang Ze kept waiting for her.
This was the first time in his life that he felt this kind of... fear.
Afraid...afraid that An Xueqing would leave just like that.
He didn't know why he was so scared.
Even when Ning Ziqi and Beichen Shixi left, he never felt this way.
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Because of a fall, Ning Ziqi had no choice but to be forced by Beichen Shixi to do another check-up.
The doctor said there were no other problems with her body except abrasions.
Beichen Shixi's expression relaxed a little.
The nurse brought the ointment, and Beichen Shixi reached out to take it expressionlessly, then squatted down in front of Ning Ziqi.
"Beichen Shixi, how can we help Sister Xueqing?" Ning Ziqi sat on a chair and asked thoughtfully.
"Her father is the chairman of Qianjin Group, and his abilities are not much worse than mine!" He opened the ointment, stretched out his slender fingers and dipped some in it, then evenly applied it on Ning Ziqi's bruised hand.
The ointment was cool and felt very comfortable when applied to my hands... The burning pain disappeared immediately.
"Also..." Ning Ziqi sighed.
Sister Xue Qing's father is the chairman of Qianding Group and will definitely help her find the best experts and give her the best care.
It seemed like they couldn't do anything to help her.
After Beichen Shixi carefully applied the abrasions on Ning Ziqi's hands, he lowered his head and took off her flat shoes.
Ning Ziqi paused for a moment. Beichen Shixi had already taken off her shoes and socks, held her ankles and pressed them for her.
She was a little surprised: "How did you..."
How did he know she had twisted her foot?
She never made a sound or said that she twisted her foot.
Beichen Shixi didn't say anything, just rubbed her feet.
Although his technique was unfamiliar, the heat from his big palms covered his ankles, making him feel warm...
He knew her very well.
Although she deliberately walked without showing any flaws, he could still tell at a glance that her feet were also twisted.
It wasn't until her feet were smeared with medicine that Beichen Shixi helped her put on her shoes and socks again.
"Tell me next time you hurt your foot!" He glanced at her displeasedly. In front of him, she didn't need to hide this at all.