Is Alvin who can’t dance still Alvin?
You must know that dance is his faith, his life. He once told her that he lived for dance, so what should he do now that he has become like this?
If he wakes up and learns that he can never dance again, will he break down?
Nangong Lin’s tears welled up again, filled with guilt and sadness. Finally, she desperately held back her tears and asked, "If he recovers, can he dance again?"
The expert stared at Nangong Lin, seemingly unable to understand why she would ask such a question. The person is in this state, so what difference does dance make?
But the expert kindly answered, "Theoretically, it’s not possible. His waist can’t exert strength, but it also depends on the individual. If he has strong willpower and undergoes surgery later, he might still be able to stand on stage again. These are topics for later. For now, let’s take it step by step once he regains consciousness."
"I understand." Nangong Lin nodded, tears falling as she turned her eyes toward the ICU.
The ICU has a pane of glass through which one can see inside from the outside.
Inside, there are many sophisticated machines, looking quite cold.
Alvin lies there quietly, his face pale. He has an oxygen tube, an ECG patch, bandages around his waist, and an IV in his hand. There’s also a machine Nangong Lin doesn’t understand, occasionally rotating near his head, as if scanning something.
Nangong Lin clenched her hands tightly, her nails digging deep into her flesh. At this moment, Alvin looked like a lifeless doll, and she stood outside just watching him, helpless to do anything.
It turns out that before life, everyone is equal.
"Can I go in now?" Nangong Lin asked hastily.


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