The doctor sat at his desk, looked at the film carefully for a while, and then frowned.
Xiao Fengting went in, put his hands on the table and asked him, "is there any hope?"
There was a cold sweat on the doctor's forehead. He put down the film and looked up at Xiao Fengting: "I thought Miss Tang had hurt a bone, so I couldn't stand up. If Miss Tang's hamstring was cut off as Miss Tang said just now, I'm afraid there's no way to connect the current medical technology."
Xiao Fengting narrowed her eyes slowly.
"What are you talking about?" he said
"Miss Tang said her tendons had been cut off five years ago. I pinched it with my finger just now, and it's really not connected at all. She has missed the best time for treatment. With the present technology, it is impossible to stand up at all. "
From the neck of the chair, Xiao Fengting held out his hand.
The doctor's face was pale and his whole body was shaking. "Mr. Xiao, Mr. Xiao, please calm down. I'll contact my tutor. He is the most powerful surgical expert in the country..."
Xiao Fengting looked at him with a silent pursed lip for a moment, then suddenly released his hand and turned to look at Tang Qing, who was sitting in a wheelchair.
She sat there, her hair soft down on her chest, plain skirt covered her ankles, was a quiet and indifferent appearance.
Seeing him, she raised her head and looked at him. After listening to his conversation with the doctor, her eyes were just calm and indifferent.
He didn't speak any more. He leaned over to her, picked her up from the wheelchair and walked out in silence.
He came downstairs, took her to the car and sat in the car.
"I don't really understand that." He looked at the front, opened his mouth to her and said, "your feet have been unable to stand up five years ago?"
"Yes." Tang responded.
"Did lornan take you to the hospital for the first time?"
"Yes." She looked down at her legs, "tendon has been completely cut off, there is no way to connect again, I have been in a wheelchair for five years."
Xiao Fengting's voice was tinged with a trace of murderous spirit: "who did it?"
"Xiao Fengting, it has nothing to do with you." Tang Qing said calmly, "I just can't stand up. If you think my appearance is disgusting, just let me go."
Xiao Fengting suddenly stretched out his hand and grasped her shoulder. He approached her face. The cold air on his face overflowed: "it's none of my business?"
Tang Qing's eyes flashed a little busy, "with you What does it matter? "
Is it because she can't stand up, a lot of postures can't be used?
To the extent of Xiao Fengting's madness, this answer is very likely
Xiao Fengting took her arm and looked at the innocent look on her face. She felt a fire in her heart, which made him angry.
Maybe he thought that he could cure her leg, but now the fact tells him that he is too conceited, and that he is not happy because of the wrong feeling of anticipation; or she is indifferent and committed at the moment, which makes him angry. In a word, he, who was originally unstable today, is already in a rage.
He pinched her arm and pulled her into his arms. Like punishment, he bowed his head and fiercely kissed her lips, taking away her breath.