After eating the green jujube, blood visibly returned to Yi's legs at a speed visible to the naked eye.
The benefits brought by this fruit also made her face look fuller and rosier.
Flying Tiger glanced at Yi beside her, pulled her up, and after Yi wobbled a bit, she got up from her wheelchair.
Standing up again made her a little unsteady, her upper body still swaying slightly.
Cao Yong, standing behind Ren Fengxiang, stared wide-eyed, not daring to blink, fearing that if he closed his eyes for even a moment, all of this would turn out to be just a dream.
He never expected that one day his little sister would stand up again.
Flying Tiger looked at Yi, then at Ren Fengxiang.
Just now, Mr. Ren had spoken so coldly, and Yi seemed deeply hurt.
Anyone treated by their idol that way would be just as heartbroken as Yi.
But as she had learned during this time, although Mr. Ren seemed indifferent, he was in fact a very good person.
