It has been a month since the accident at the beginning of the year.

This month, she has been doing finger training every day to strengthen her finger response speed.

But for such a long time, Shi still trembled when he picked up his pen at the beginning.

Let alone drawing drawings, it was difficult to connect the strip at the beginning.

"Don't force yourself."

Mo Yuhan went to the company in the morning and came back at noon. As soon as he came to the room, he was still doing training.

He knew that the training process was boring, and it was not easy to insist at the beginning of the time.

"Why did you come back so early?"

At the beginning of the time, he put down the training device made of spring in his hand and turned to Mo Yuhan.

"It's getting late. It seems that you really forgot the time."

Mo Yuhan reluctantly nodded her head and took her hand out of the room.

Is it?

Shi Chu asked in his heart and looked at the time on the watch.

Sure enough, it was noon.

She did the same thing day after day, followed the doctor's advice and took the medicine, but the effect was not obvious at all.

It was destined to be a result of fortune, as if God had given her something and had to take it back now.

At the beginning of the time, I didn't know whether such recovery training was useful or not. Maybe... It was really useless. It just gave her some hope.

"I never knew that time passed so quickly. I'm tired. I'll pinch it for you."

At first, he wanted to massage Mo Yuhan's shoulder, but he didn't want to be stopped by him.

"I'm not tired."

"Do you think I can't?"

When I first raised my eyes, my tone was quite stubborn.

Mo Yu's cold eyebrows wrinkled slightly. Indeed, he was worried that his hands were inconvenient at the beginning of the time.

"No," he denied faintly, deeply afraid of hurting Shi Chu's heart.

"I'm a loser now. I can't even massage my husband."

At the beginning of the time, he joked that his eyebrows and eyes were full of depression.

"How can you be a loser? I'm just worried that you will work hard."

"I don't think so."

"Then I'll trouble you."

Mo Yuhan knew that if he refused, he would only be more unhappy at the beginning of the time.

Since the accident woke up, I always wanted to find my value and existence.

She wants to be like before. She can draw drawings, massage Mo Yuhan, and do a lot of things.

They went downstairs and sat down on the sofa in the living room. As always, Shi Chu put his hands on Mo Yuhan's shoulders and tried to help Mo Yuhan knead his shoulders.

Her fingers still didn't have much strength. Mo Yuhan's shoulders were wide and thick. She couldn't use her strength at all.

At the beginning, she was competing with herself. She wanted to try the effect of her recovery training, but obviously, she couldn't.

Mo Yuhan felt her helplessness. He put his palm on her soft hand and whispered, "the massage is very good. Have a rest."

At the beginning of listening to such comforting words, I felt reluctant.

She didn't massage at all just now. Mo Yuhan must have felt nothing. How could she massage well.

"You don't have to comfort me. I know my situation."