Chapter 44 Strange Deana

When Simon went to the room of Williams, Williams were sitting on a chair near the window, looking at a pot of crayon chrysanthemum in blossom on the window sill. Williams' back was a little lonely.

Hearing the footsteps, Williams turned his head slightly and saw that it was Simon Zhuge, then he erased the loneliness and sadness on his face and asked. "How is she?"

"The wound has been cleaned and it should be able to scab in a few days." Simon answered lightly, took a chair, sat beside him, looked at him for a while and asked: “How is your mood?"

William said indifferently: "No matter it is good or not. Life goes on. Even you have said that my legs are incurable. I have no hope. Just let the days pass by my side."

Simon was a little uncomfortable, sighed, and said: "There are so many good doctors in the world..."