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Chapter 120

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"Tianwu, one person is more than ten thousand people. This time, I must achieve Tianwu and then return to Tiandu as a true king!"

Ye Lingtian slowly clenched his fists, and at this moment, the door of the room was opened, and Chu Wenting walked in with a copper basin.

"Brother Ye, you are awake. Come and wash your face first. I have cooked lean meat and mustard porridge and can be brought over immediately."

Chu Wenting came over and then wiped Ye Lingtian's face. She has been taking good care of her for this period of time.

Ye Lingtian nodded and asked, "How is the situation over the old man?"

"It's much more stable. My grandfather woke up just now and ate some white porridge, but he was still not energetic and now he's asleep again." Chu Wenting replied.

"He was infected with the poison of the poison, which caused great damage to the vitality, which means that he had a strong foundation, so he could hold on. During this period, it is not advisable to use a large tonic. You can drink more glucose to supplement it. After half a month, you can take bird's nest and other items." Ye Lingtian said.

"I remember Brother Ye, the doctors from the Medical League also explained this in the morning."

Ye Lingtian nodded and said nothing more.

Chu Wenting helped Ye Lingtian into a wheelchair. Looking at his legs that could not move at all, she finally couldn't help asking: "Brother Ye, is your legs really nothing more cured?"

Ye Lingtian was stunned, then smiled and said, "My legs are fine, don't take them to heart."

"It's okay if you're like this?" Chu Wenting said.

Ye Lingtian didn't want to talk more about this issue, so he changed the topic and said: "If my legs cannot be cured in my life, will you dislike me? Will you continue to serve me like before?"

Chu Wenting did not avoid his gaze and said, "Brother Ye, what's this? If you don't dislike my origin, how could I dislike you? Besides, although your legs are inconvenient, I am also ugly. Besides, since grandpa has promised me to you, I will naturally take care of you for the rest of my life."

Ye Lingtian was touched in his heart. As the saying goes, true feelings are revealed in times of adversity. This is probably what he meant. As a king of his generation, he had supreme glory and had too many women who flattered and flattered every day.

But Ye Lingtian knew that those so-called powerful and wealthy women did not admire him, but they only admire the title of King of Desert. What they really like was the supreme vanity and power that King of Desert could bring.

"Don't worry, my legs are already well, but I can't let outsiders know about it now, so I will naturally stand up when I'm in a wheelchair."

Chu Wenting was excited, "Really, Brother Ye, you can really stand up."

Seeing that she didn't believe it, Ye Lingtian slowly got up from the wheelchair and walked, saying, "Sometimes, showing weakness is also protecting you."

"That's great, Brother Ye stands up."
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