Song Zhiyu quickly walked to Luo Haoning, squatted down and held his hand tightly regardless of opposition.

"In addition to the inseparable feelings for Chu Mengyao, Brother Haoning's body is also one of the reasons why you reject me, but I never thought that Brother Haoning would spend it in a wheelchair forever!"

"You...what are you talking about?!"

Luo Haoning's tone seemed a little impatient because Song Zhiyu talked about the pain hidden in his heart.

"Brother Haoning, you know very well in your heart, but you are just avoiding this issue."

Song Zhiyu looked at Luo Haoning with a firm look. She loved Luo Haoning and felt sorry for this man very much. She really didn't want Luo Haoning to continue to escape the problems she had to face.

"When you were injured, the doctor did not completely reject the hope that you could stand up again. It was just that the corresponding surgical plan had not been found, so you..."

"So what? Stop talking! Don't continue talking!"

Luo Haoning interrupted Song Zhiyu's words in a rush. That kind of thing was not what he wanted to hear, to be precise, he didn't dare to listen.

"No, I want to say it!"

Song Zhiyu's insistence made Luo Haoning stunned, and her expression became very tough.

"Is it useful? Is it really useful after you finish it?"

Luo Haoning's face was full of sarcastic smile, which was completely different from Luo Haoning in the past.

"It is more cruel than giving hope to be disappointed! So I would rather think that it is like that kind of thing I haven't heard, after all, it's a hypothesis. It's better to think that I haven't heard it, I've never heard it!"

"Brother Haoning!"

Song Zhiyu held Luo Haoning's hand tightly. He wanted to thrust away, but Song Zhiyu insisted on letting go.
Chapter completed!