Qi Ye was shocked and quickly pushed open the door.

Ye Weilan sat on the ground, looking at his legs a little confused.

Fortunately, he was prepared and had a thick carpet on the floor so that he would not hurt.

He strode over and picked her up from the ground.

"Qi Ye..." She reached out and pushed him, trying to go down: "It's okay, I've been lying for too long, I've just been careless..."

Qi Ye refused to let her down and pressed her on the bed toughly: "Don't try."

"I want to try!" She said firmly.

Qi Ye was silent for a moment: "Stop trying."

Ye Weilan looked at him, her eyes widened little by little, and finally she glared to the extreme. Thinking of a terrifying possibility, her face turned pale.

Qi Ye pressed her shoulder: "Lan, listen to me..."

Her hands and feet were cold, and she raised her hand to cover Qi Ye's mouth, looking flustered: "Don't say it!"

A strong premonition was that what Qi Ye said was definitely not what she wanted to hear.

The air suddenly stagnated.

Some hidden doubts came to my mind one by one at this moment.

Everyone seemed to be a little cautious when they looked at her these days. Qi Ye was almost always guarding her. When the doctor checked, he never asked how her legs were...

If there is any problem, why not ask?

If it's okay, why can't she get out of the ground?

Ye Weilan prevented himself from thinking deeply, but those suspicious points appeared sharply one after another, just like having their own consciousness.

All signs all imply a possibility.

That might be too cruel, so cruel that she needs to take on it for the rest of her life.

Qi Ye looked at her white cheeks without a trace of blood: "Lan..."

She looked at him, her tone was quiet and weird: "What's wrong with my legs?"

Qi Ye held her shoulders more and more forcefully, and his eyes were filled with difficulty: "Lan, where do you want to go in the future...I'll take you there..."

The decisive Ye Emperor never spoke in such an intermittent tone.

Ye Weilan was stunned and realized another meaning in his words. Her body suddenly trembled, and her limbs seemed to be filled with lead, so heavy that they could not be lifted.

She was as soft as a ball of water in Qi Ye’s suspicion, and she still couldn’t give up. Her pure black pupils flashed with a few strands of hope: “Is there no hope? Even ten percent? one percent?”

A burst of dull pain passed through Qi Ye's heart, and he couldn't speak for the first time.

Ye Weilan covered her face with her hands, and crystal tears fell between her fingers. A shrill cry suddenly burst out from the room: "Qi Ye, I don't want to be in a wheelchair!"

She is only twenty-one years old and her life is still so long. How can she never stand up again?

What kind of trouble will a paralyzed wife bring to Qi Ye?

There is also Xiaojiu, how should he face a paralyzed mother when he grows up?

"Ah--" Her simple white hand tightly grabbed Qi Ye's shoulder and burst into tears.

The transparent tears seemed to fall on Qi Ye's heart, and it hurts even more than someone slashing him with a knife.

"Qi Ye, I don't want to leave you, I don't want you to have other women..." She burst into tears and shouted out of control: "I can't stand Xiaojiu calling other women's mothers!"

Life was so long, and the sudden bad luck destroyed all her self-confidence.
Chapter completed!