"Alright."
Looking up at Pei Yicheng, who was taller than him by a head, Du Chang couldn't contain his excitement.
"Grandpa."
Pei Yicheng stepped forward, slightly bent down, and embraced him. In his most difficult times, it was his grandfather who had stood by his side, unwavering. Even when he was being hard on himself, his grandfather had never given up on him.
"I'm relieved to see your leg has healed," Du Chang said, wiping his eyes, tears born of joy streaming down.
"Grandpa, Yicheng, we should be happy."
Cheng Hao stepped forward and said, "Even the doctors said that Yicheng's leg could only be healed by a miracle. Now, Doctor Hu, who has the ability to bring the dying back to life, has cured Yicheng's leg. I think it's truly amazing. We should celebrate, celebrate properly."
"Right, a celebration is in order," Du Chang agreed, nodding. "We need to properly thank Doctor Hu. Without him, you wouldn't be standing."