Thinking of all this only strengthened her resolve to wear that prosthetic leg at the wedding.
Shen Mingfeng had no choice but to go talk to the doctor again. The doctor was firmly against it; as soon as he heard this idea, he erupted in anger. "Mr. Shen, is Miss Jiang really your fiancée or not? Do you know how painful it will be to wear that prosthetic before her leg has healed? It's like taking a knife and cutting over the wound again. Everyone says you treat Miss Jiang well, but I sure don't see it. Is it that important to stand up to get married? Since you chose to be with her, you have to accept everything about her."
Shen Mingfeng was scolded by the doctor. He also worried this would affect his image and give Jiang Meilin's uncle something else to say about him, so he hurried to explain to the doctor: "I feel awful for her too, but she insists on it... I really don't have a choice. I don't want her to be sad, even less do I want her to suffer."
