The doctor felt inexplicably that he couldn't make a decision with his cell phone, so he looked at the nurse next to him.

He spoke in a standard English: "You go and notify Mr. Feng and say that the second young master is awake."

The nurse left quickly.

"Second Young Master, I suggest you close your eyes now for at least half an hour."

The doctor spoke respectfully.

"I'll ask you to give me your phone."

Feng Yu stared at the doctor a little crazy, just like he wanted to kill the doctor.

The doctor insisted on shaking his head.

In desperation, Feng Yu lifted the quilt and wanted to get up, but he realized that his legs seemed to be unable to move.

Feng Yu was stunned for a few seconds as if he was struck by lightning. He then slowly raised his head, looked at the doctor in disbelief, and spoke coldly: "What's wrong with my legs?"

Why not perceive?

Why can't both legs move?

The doctor looked at Feng Yu in embarrassment and did not answer immediately.

This topic was too heavy. He was afraid that Feng Yu would not accept it, so he invited Mr. Feng to come over.

"I ask you, why can't my legs move?"

Feng Yu roared heartbrokenly, and Mr. Feng happened to come in from outside.

He was still very happy when he heard that Feng Yu had woken up.

But when I heard Feng Yu's howling, my entire site was not firmly standing.

What does his legs mean that he can't move? What's wrong with his legs?

Seeing Mr. Feng come in, the doctor immediately walked to Mr. Feng and spoke respectfully: "The second young master was crushed by the car for a long time in the car accident, resulting in insufficient blood supply, so he has not recovered his consciousness yet."

"Is it impossible to recover now, or can't recover in the future?"

Mr. Feng asked with a ugly face.

Feng Yu also opened his eyes wide and stared at the doctor.

"Maybe, maybe not."

After the doctor finished speaking, he lowered his head.

The probability of this is too low, he can't guarantee it.

When Feng Yu heard the doctor's words, he felt dizzy on his head and buzzing in his ears.

If he can't stand up for the rest of his life, how can he take care of Xingchen for the rest of his life?

Could it be that Xingchen will push himself a wheelchair for a lifetime?

Feng Yu's face was pale and he tried his best to move his legs, but it was useless.

After a few seconds of silence, Feng Yu was as crazy as he clenched his fists and beat his unconscious legs hard.

The doctor was frightened and quickly asked someone to hold Feng Yu down.

Although he couldn't feel his legs, they would hurt even if they existed.

Moreover, with his strength, if he really breaks his bones, there will be no hope of standing up.

"Let me go, let me go, ah"

Feng Yu shouted heart-wrenchingly, everything on the bed and on the bed fell to the ground, and the room was in a mess.

All of this is because of Feng Qi and because of him.

He and Xingchen are finished.

"Stars, stars"

Feng Yu's whole body fell to the ground. He tried hard to get up, but he couldn't get up at all.

Tears burst into tears instantly.

His mind was full of stars, and she must hate him to death now.

"Please help the second young master up."

The doctor helped Feng Yu up and lay on the bed. At this time, Feng Yu seemed to have become a different person and was very quiet.

His eyes stared at the ceiling with a dull look, and his expression of not speaking a word made people very worried.

After a while, Feng Yu's voice was heard.

"Give me a cell phone."

The doctor took a look at Mr. Feng and received permission before handing over his cell phone.
Chapter completed!