The guardian's sword by Taking Cigarette novel Chapter 89

Chapter 89

“I see.”

Kent saw that Sean did not want to say anymore, so he stopped asking.

“Dinner! Dinner!

“Dad, hurry over and wash your hands. Sean, I’ll get you some water.”

Willow walked to the kitchen door and spoke to Sean and Kent.

“Okay!”

Sean smiled and nodded.

They enjoyed the meal.

A rare coziness slowly spread through the family.

Sean listened most of the time while everyone at the dinner table talked.

Fion and the rest also knew Sean was a man of few words, so they let him be.

With a spoon and a fork in hand, Sean glanced over the three people’s faces.

He suddenly felt emotional.

His heart, which was once fiercely tough, had softened considerably.

There was a time when everything Fion did disgusted him.

However, putting himself in her shoes, who would willingly marry off their daughter to a cripple?

Therefore, Sean’s initial dislike of Fion had dissipated quite a bit.

Sean was willing to protect them as long as they changed.

After dinner.

Willow went back to her room after helping Sean wash up.

Sean took out the silver needles again and applied special needle treatment to the acupoints of both legs.

The needle vibrated as they were inserted precisely.

Ten minutes later, Sean slowly swept his hand across the silver needles in his legs.

He took out the nine silver needles in one swipe.

14

“Whew!”

Sean took a big breath.

This time, Sean felt a big difference.

His numb legs slowly started to feel something.

It was as if there a warm current had flown through them.

Sean knew that the blockage in his veins from two years in a wheelchair might have been removed.

Otherwise, he would never have felt this way.

Sean’s heart, which had been through a lot of, could not help feeling excited.

After all, it meant a lot to him to get on his feet.

Sean took a deep breath and began to try to use his legs.

Just then, Sean felt the warm current flowing through his legs again.

Sean felt a pang in his heart. He immediately grabbed hold of that feeling and tried picking up his strength again.

The next moment, Sean’s right leg wobbled slowly and lifted a little.

Sean’s eyes popped wide. Then he gathered his strength again.

His right leg slowly left the wheelchair and got higher and higher.

When his leg was about 20 centimeters above the wheelchair, Sean felt it slowly losing strength.

As soon as he lost the strength, his right leg began to drop.

Sean clenched his teeth, put in all his strength, and held the armrest tightly.

However, his strength was still draining away fast.