Tangram Pavilion.

Purple Dome and Purple Pupil hadn't gotten out of the car yet, and they had already seen the dreamers standing at the foot of the steps waiting, and Mengfusheng was also among them.

Mengfusheng was originally the young master of the Mengjia, the most talented boy of the younger generation of the Mengjia, and his physical condition was naturally very concerned by the Mengjia.

This matter is very important, not only the head of the Meng family, but also Meng Fusheng's father Meng Long personally arrived, and several elders of the Meng family also rushed to Tianji City.

After a brief hustle, everyone welcomed the purple dome and purple pupils into the living room.

As soon as the two sides took their seats, the patriarch Menglong immediately asked eagerly. "Purple-eyed girl, do you really have to be sure to treat your floating legs?"

After all, it is his own son, and the stakes are very high, and he, as a father, is naturally excited and worried.

Zitong stood up, "I think, it is necessary for me to make it clear to you, there are no absolute things in the world, so I can't guarantee that I am 100% sure, I can only say that I will do my best, as for whether to take this risk or not, you have to think twice before deciding." ”

Silence fell in the hall.

If Mengfusheng's leg can really be cured, it will naturally be an absolute joy for the dreamer, but Zitong also said that if something happens, he may only collapse in bed in the future, and he will not be able to marry a wife and have children, and that result is something that no one wants to see.

"Think about it carefully, Hitomi, you help me out of the canopy to breathe."

Purple Dome stood up, and Purple Pupil came over and took his arm and walked out of the hall with him.

Everyone understands that this breathability is fake, and leaving time for the dream family to discuss whether it is true.

"Grandpa Zi, please stay!" In the wheelchair, Meng Fusheng said clearly, "I'm going to give it a try!" ”

Ziqiong and Zitong stopped, Menglong had already stood up from the chair, walked up to his son, and bent over to support his shoulder, "Fusheng, father Zhilu said, you don't want to sit in a wheelchair anymore, but this matter is too risky......"

"Daddy!" Meng Fusheng interrupted him, "You just let me give it a try, even if it is, I beg you!" ”

Meeting his son's pair of clear eyes, reading the unwillingness and persistence in them, Menglong frowned distressedly, gritted his teeth and nodded.

"Okay, Daddy!" Raising his face to look at the purple pupil, Menglong said politely, "What does the purple-pupil girl need, just ask." ”

"I want a clean and quiet courtyard, with a stove for boiling water, and I don't need anyone's help except Zitu." Purple Pupil took a light breath, and a pair of purple eyes slowly swept over everyone, "Also, no matter what happens, no one is allowed to disturb me until I come out of the courtyard!" ”

Everyone in the dreamer looked at this childish girl, and they all hesitated.

Mengfusheng's face was very calm, and he was full of trust in the purple pupils.

Looking at his son, Menglong took a light breath.

"Come on, vacate the courtyard of Tingyuxuan!"

A moment later, everyone had already come to the backyard outside the courtyard to listen to Yuxuan's courtyard gate, and the purple disciple pushed the floating chair of Dream Fusheng, and the purple pupil turned around to cover the courtyard door tightly.

When the three of them came to the door of the hall, the purple pupil stretched out her right hand, and there was already an extra pill in her hand.

"Fusheng, it's too late for you to regret it now."

Meng Fusheng raised his hand to take the pill from her palm, raised his lips and smiled at her, "If I had to choose, I would rather die standing than live in a wheelchair." ”

Raising his hand, he threw the pill into his mouth without hesitation.

Purple Pupil raised her face and looked around, "You two, don't come out to help yet!" ”

PS: Fusheng-kun, you have to strip naked during the operation, ha.