It felt like it was growing!
Was it a psychological effect?
Chang Yong was very surprised. It felt strangely comfortable!
"Can, can my leg really recover?"
Father Chang couldn't help but excitedly ask for confirmation.
After his leg was injured, he was fired from the construction site after asking for compensation. No one else wanted to take him on, so he could only go back to his hometown to pick up trash. Because of his impediment, most of the employers who were willing to take him on believed that he couldn't do a normal job, and his salary was obviously much lower in comparison.
If he could recover, if he could recover…
"Of course. You'll be able to walk around in a week at most. However, try not to do any tiring work for a month, and let your leg grow a little stronger.."
Lu An's tone was very certain, and her small face was as warm as the sun.
Father Chang immediately burst into tears. "Alright, alright, thank you, thank you!"
Father Chang looked at his son, who was like him, and was indescribably grateful.
Zhao Zichen stepped forward and said, "Alright, Uncle, just take it that rich people have nothing better to do. Occasionally, they have to do some good deeds to demonstrate their superiority, right?" Just like that time, when Lu An helped his sister…
"Take it that your suffering gives them a chance to realize their sense of superiority. You're healthy, they're superior, everyone wins!
"So, don't dwell on it, okay?"
The young man smiled slightly. His face was so bright, like a clear mirror, and it warmed the heart.
On the side, little Fifth Brother couldn't help but look at him. This d*mn idiot really knew how to comfort people.
Father Chang was nervous. "Zichen…" How can you say that?
"Alright, Uncle, he's right."
Lu An couldn't help but look at Zhao Zichen a few more times. She said, "I've always been a theorist. If not for you and your son, I wouldn't be able to prove that this medicine of mine is any good. Worst comes to worst, if I switch careers to selling medicine in the future, you can talk up my reputation to help my sales, okay?"
The little girl's eyes sparkled, and she didn't make a fuss at all.
Chang Yong knew that he actually wasn't needed. Good things were good; anyone else would do, and it didn't have to be him. He had met a benefactor!
The room was filled with genial gazes which warmed up the cold room a little.
"Hey, are you sure you don't want me to tutor you?"
After that, Zhao Zichen still didn't give up. He had never been one to easily offer tutoring.
Arrogant little Fifth Brother: "Who wants to learn from you?" Even if Lu Xingran was bad, he still had Little Sister!
"Okay~" Zhao Zichen felt helpless, but didn't insist. In any case, he would definitely come looking for him. Heh!
…
The matter of Lu An's brother being a murderer continued to brew online.
After all, clarification was only for real life.
It had always been the case that good things didn't stand out, but bad things spread like wildfire.
Most people were used to feeling indignant when they heard about bad things, and the worse something was, the more it stirred up their "righteous" hearts.
On the contrary, when it came to good things, many people would feel skeptical.
This was also why more and more people were deliberately blowing up the matter to get more attention.
Many marketing accounts deliberately exaggerated the matter of Lu An's brother being a murderer in order to attract an audience.
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