Chapter 632

If it wasn't for saving him, it would not be like this. It would never be able to walk or talk again.

Shen Zhiyu's heart was torn to pieces by a hand.

Suddenly, he felt his head rubbed, raised his head and bumped into a pair of quiet eyes.

Xia Beiqing had already woken up. He saw the tears on Shen Zhiyu's face. He opened his mouth and seemed to want to speak. No matter how hard he tried, there was no voice in his throat.

Shen Zhiyu immediately stood up and held Xia Beiqing's head in his hand. He held back his sadness and pulled out a smile: "Beiqing, are you awake? It's OK. We've got you out. We won't hurt you any more. "

Xia Beiqing raised his hand, pointed to his throat, and looked at Shen Zhiyu with a pair of panic eyes, as if to ask him why his throat could not make a sound.

Shen Zhiyu slowly lowered his head, as if he had become dumb and could not say a word.

Who can tell him, what should he say?

It's cruel. It's more painful than gouging out the heart. 

Xia Beiqing tightly grasped Shen Zhiyu's arm with both hands, and his face became worried. He grew up and tried hard to make a sound from his throat. His pale face turned red.

Shen Zhiyu couldn't bear to see Xia Beiqing. He finally raised his head, but he couldn't look directly into his eyes. He hesitated for a long time before he spoke hard and bitterly.

"The doctor said, your vocal cord is damaged, and you can't speak any more."

Xia Beiqing's expression was stiff, and he looked at Shen Zhiyu with wide eyes. It seemed that it took him half a day to understand the meaning of this sentence. He raised his hand to cover his throat and shook his head.

I can't believe it. I can't accept it.

what do you mean?

He can't speak. He's a mute

Suddenly, it seems to think of something. Xia Bei tilts up his upper body and stretches his arm to touch his leg. He touches it, but why doesn't he feel anything? Why does he want to move his leg, but he can't move at all?

Why? Why on earth is this?

Until, Shen Zhiyu's voice sounded again.

"Your legs will not be able to stand and walk in the future."

Let him personally tell Xia Beiqing about this, which is more painful than putting a knife in his heart.

Xia Beiqing's face twisted. He suddenly struggled to support his upper body and beat his legs with his fists. His tears fell down with the slapping.

He wants to use this method to make his legs feel pain, even if only a little, just a little.

However, not at all, he saw his legs, but could no longer feel its existence.

"To the North! Don't do that Shen Zhiyu quickly pressed Xia Beiqing's hand, picked up his pale face, and said: "it's OK, Beiqing, I will always be with you, I will take care of you all my life, from now on, I will be your leg, your voice, wherever you want to go, I will take you, what do you want to say, I will say for you, OK?"

Xia Beiqing suddenly pushes Shen Zhiyu away. He stubbornly wants to get out of bed. He doesn't believe that he can't walk any more. He tries his best to twist something and finally falls on the cold ground.

Shen Zhiyu knelt down in front of him and held him tightly in his arms.

Xia Beiqing drew back into Shen Zhiyu's arms like a child. He could not cry, but his body was shaking.