The Sickly Scion’s Petite Wife Is Sweet And Cool

"You can move now. It must be a matter of time before you stand up."

After speaking, Song Jingchen moved his thigh slightly.

"Stand up, can't you stand up?" Hearing the first half of the sentence, Shen Yijia breathed a sigh of relief, and at the same time was happy for Song Jingchen.

When she heard the second half of the sentence, Shen Yijia's face collapsed, why couldn't she stand up when she was able to move?

Song Jingchen secretly tried when he realized that his legs were conscious. He could only move slightly, but he had no strength to stand up. As long as he had this thought, his feet seemed to be relieved.

Song Jingchen lowered his eyes and made a soft "um".

I thought of the situation in the prison.

Shen Yijia thought that Song Jingchen was hurting her leg and couldn't stand up, scratched her head and comforted: "It's okay, this is the first time. Let's try again in fifteen days, maybe we can do it?"

Not once, twice, three times, four times, sure.

She didn't explain why it took fifteen days.

Song Jingchen automatically understood that one treatment would require Shen Yijia to consume too much, and it would take 15 days to recover her ability.

He shook his head: "It has nothing to do with you, my leg is already healed. It can't stand up on its own."

Not wanting Shen Yijia to waste more energy is one thing.

Similarly, Song Jingchen knew that the rest needed to be overcome by himself, and no one could help him.

Shen Yijia looked at Song Jingchen's legs suspiciously, very puzzled: Can't stand up by herself? Legs are not obedient?

For those who are disobedient, it's fine to beat them up. Does that mean they're going to beat Song Jingchen in the leg? What if it breaks again?

distressed!

Because Song Jingchen's legs were not completely healed, Shen Yijia was unhappy for several days.

Although Song Jingchen said that her legs were already healed and it was only a matter of time before she stood up, she was still anxious.

The two of them didn't tell the rest of the family, lest everyone be worried.

Only after returning to the room every day, Song Jingchen would ask Shen Yijia to help him and try to stand up. Only then did Shen Yijia realize that Song Jingchen was really tall, and she had to raise her head to see his face.

After practicing for a few days, Song Jingchen's legs still didn't make any progress, as long as she let go, she would definitely fall.

Shen Yijia was once again glad that she was strong, otherwise Song Jingchen would have been knocked and injured everywhere.

In the end, Shen Yijia found a few wooden sticks and built a simple parallel bar bracket in the study next door for him to practice walking.

As the New Year is approaching, Song Jingchen changed from active practice at the beginning to Shen Yijia who would not move without being urged, so angry that Shen Yijia couldn't do it, and wanted to try it with spiritual fluid again, but fifteen days had not yet come.

And she always felt that Song Jingchen didn't seem to care about her legs anymore.

In the past, he could clearly feel that he wanted to stand up again, but now it is clear that he is not in a hurry.

Song Jingchen is not anxious, Shen Yijia is anxious for him!

On the twenty-ninth day of the twelfth lunar month, someone knocked on the courtyard door that had not been opened for a long time.

The snow was still falling intermittently, and Mrs. Li thought about how it was New Year's Eve, and she was busy with her family in the kitchen early in the morning.

If it wasn't for the group reminder, everyone would have ignored the knock on the door.

In this weather, no one will go out as long as they are not looking for death.

Shen Yijia stuffed a freshly fried dumpling into her mouth and said vaguely, "I'll open the door."

After that, I went out with an umbrella.

Open the gate.

I saw many villagers in Xiagou Village standing outside.

I haven't seen each other for nearly a month, and Shen Yijia almost didn't recognize these people, so she didn't say anything about her wet body.

It's strange to be able to walk here in the snow. What surprised her was that these people were all yellow-faced and thin, with sunken cheeks and prominent cheekbones.

If it weren't for the fact that she was familiar with Song Tiegen, who was headed by this group of people, Shen Yijia would have thought that the beggar came from somewhere.

The male protagonist's legs will get better, I need an opportunity to let him stand up, soon, everyone can rest assured