Zhuo Ya had been in rehabilitation; originally, her legs didn't have much strength, but gradually, through rehabilitation, her legs were slowly regaining it. However, now, Zhuo Ya's legs were once again becoming weak.
Zhuo Ya's face turned dark.
She had no idea what went wrong, why her legs, which had been strong before, were now suddenly weak.
Zhuo Ya couldn't even support herself with the crutches.
"Don't worry, I'll go ask the doctor."
Seeing the sickly and sad look on Zhuo Ya's face, Zigui felt very uncomfortable.
Whether Zhuo Ya could stand or not didn't matter much to Zigui.
As long as Zhuo Ya was by his side, he was willing to do anything.
Zhuo Ya stared blankly at Zigui, "I suspect there's something wrong with the medicine the doctor has been giving me."
Zhuo Ya's words darkened Zigui's expression.
By saying that, was she implying someone was harming her?
Thinking this, Zigui's dark eyes suddenly turned cold.
He frowned at Zhuo Ya.