Ruolan bought everything Yan Xiaomo needed.
Most of the things were food.
"Brother, let's go."
Yan Xiaomo pushed her wheelchair toward the outside.
The sun was bright but not too warm, and the breeze brought bursts of coolness.
It would really be a waste of such good weather if we don’t go out for a picnic.
Outside the General's Mansion was a carriage.
The carriage was luxurious and exquisite, specially prepared by Yan Xiaomo for Yan Zhu.
Not only does it look nice from the outside, the interior is also very warm and comfortable.
Yan Xiaomo helped Yan Zhu get on the carriage, maybe because he couldn't move his legs, but Yan Zhu's hands were surprisingly strong.
So Yan Xiaomo helped Yan Zhu onto the carriage very easily.
During the contact, Yan Xiaomo was surprised to find that Yan Zhu's figure was not out of shape at all.
He looked very thin, but his figure was actually quite good.
If it hadn't been for this encounter, Yan Xiaomo would have really thought that her brother, apart from being good-looking, was actually very thin and weak.
Now I realize that although my brother looks thin, he is still quite strong in places where he should be strong.
"Brother, be careful and slow down."
Yan Xiaomo slowly supported Yan Zhu, but Yan Zhu's legs couldn't use any strength at all, so he held her hand and fell back.
Unexpectedly, Yan Xiaomo fell on Yan Zhu's chest, and Yan Zhu fell into the carriage.
"Brother, are you okay?"
Yan Xiaomo quickly got up and observed Yan Zhu's condition, her eyes showing genuine concern.
"fine" Yan Zhu's face turned slightly rosy.
He felt the soft body in his arms, and felt a strange feeling in his heart.
But he didn't think too deeply.
"Brother is useless, he can't even stand up."
Yan Zhu blames himself, saying that he seems to be a disabled person who can't even walk and needs care from others all the time.
"Brother, don't say that.
Your legs are like this because of me.
It was me who made my brother's legs look like this."
Yan Xiaomo stared at Yan Zhu's legs and frowned.
From Ruo Lan, we learned that Yan Zhu's legs were not actually born with a stubborn disease.
Yan Zhu's legs were bitten by poison when he was a child to protect her, so his legs were damaged.
In the past, Yan Xiaomo could not help his brother return to normal, but now Yan Xiaomo can.
Although she doesn't know any magic, her master Mo Han happens to be a god, so it should be a piece of cake to help mortals restore their legs.
"Brother, I will definitely ask the doctor to cure your leg."
Yan Xiaomo said firmly.
"It's okay.
Brother is used to it.
It's just that my sister shouldn't dislike him as a burden."
Yan Zhu smiled fearlessly.
It was his dream to restore his legs, but many doctors had treated his legs, whether from Chaoge or other places.
They had all been invited, but his legs were still the same.
No recovery.
He didn't want to struggle anymore, as long as the people he cared about lived well, his legs would be useless if they were useless.
Yan Xiaomo pursed her lips, Yan Zhu was so young, she couldn't let her legs go to waste, she had to make Yan Zhu get better.
"You are my brother, how can you be a burden?"
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Yan Xiaomo felt very sorry for Yan Zhu.
"General, Master, can we set off?"
Outside the carriage, Ruolan was ready to set off, but she still needed the consent of the general and the young master before she could leave with the carriage. oshow7: