On the third day of Patrick's surgery, the old Hayden had been hovering at the door of his room since he woke up, afraid to go in.
It was only when Aimee came out to get breakfast for Patrick that she was surprised to see the old Hayden and asked, "Grandpa, why aren't you in here?"
the old Hayden clenched his hands nervously and said, "Aimee Ah, are you sure Pat will be able to stand up today?"
"Grandpa, you're worried about that, so do you want to go in and see for yourself?" Aimee smiled a little and said mysteriously.
However, she looked like this, but called the old Hayden more nervous.
"Aimee, I'm really worried." the old Hayden said.
"Grandpa, come on, I'll walk you in." Aimee said.
The old Hayden nodded and followed Aimee inside.
Once inside, he was dumbfounded.
Patrick actually stood properly on the ground, heard the sound, or turned around on his own.
"Grandpa." Patrick smiled at the old Hayden, as he always did, unchanged in any way.
The old Hayden's tears fell instantly.
He raised his hand to cover his cheek, and even his whimper could be heard.
Aimee glanced at Patrick and there was something helpless.
Just an hour ago, Aimee came to Patrick's room to see if he had woken up.
When Patrick heard her voice, he opened his eyes, with some rasp in his voice, "Aimee ."
Aimee walked over and said, "Your back shouldn't hurt anymore, try it and see if you can roll over."
Patrick responded and rolled over.
Aimee froze when she saw him move so nimbly.
This man, really, is exceeding her imagination at every moment.
His body bottom is too good and recovery, so much better than she expected.
In fact, yesterday, Patrick was able to move.
Only, Aimee demanded sternly, he could not move yet.
So, Patrick was able to remain on his back.
Now, finally hearing Aimee let him roll over, Patrick was close to giving her a carp leap.
Aimee walked over and pressed on Patrick's leg with a firm hand, causing Patrick to grunt.
"Aimee , is this a case of you not wanting me to recover?" Patrick said.
The force Aimee just used really hurt him.
He didn't even know how she could be so strong.
Aimee said, "I'm testing how your recovery is going and seeing if your leg is better."
Patrick picked up his leg and rubbed the spot where Aimee had pinched it, and looked at her with a look that was actually more than a little scornful.
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