The Guardian’s Sword by Talking Cigarette

Chapter 89

“I see.”

Kent saw that Sean did not want to say anymore, so he stopped asking.

“Dinner! Dinner!

“Dad, hurry over and wash your hands. Sean, I’ll get you some water.”

Willow walked to the kitchen door and spoke to Sean and Kent.

“Okay!”

Sean smiled and nodded.

They enjoyed the meal.

A rare coziness slowly spread through the family.

Sean listened most of the time while everyone at the dinner table talked.

Fion and the rest also knew Sean was a man of few words, so they let him be.

With a spoon and a fork in hand, Sean glanced over the three people’s faces.

He suddenly felt emotional.

His heart, which was once fiercely tough, had softened considerably.

There was a time when everything Fion did disgusted him.

However, putting himself in her shoes, who would willingly marry off their daughter to a cripple?

Therefore, Sean’s initial dislike of Fion had dissipated quite a bit.

Sean was willing to protect them as long as they changed.

After dinner.

Willow went back to her room after helping Sean wash up.

Sean took out the silver needles again and applied special needle treatment to the acupoints of both legs.

The needle vibrated as they were inserted precisely.

his hand across the silver needles in his

the nine silver needles

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“Whew!”

a big

Sean felt a big

numb legs slowly started to feel

as if there a warm current had flown

in his veins from two years in a wheelchair

never

been through a lot of, could not help

all, it meant a lot to him

began to try to use his

Sean felt the warm current flowing through

heart. He immediately grabbed hold of

Sean’s right leg wobbled slowly

popped wide. Then he gathered

the

20 centimeters above the wheelchair, Sean felt it

lost the strength, his right leg began

clenched his teeth, put in all his strength,

his strength was

reached out to pull up his dropping leg. However, as Sean’s palm left, his

Bang! Bang!

fist

pounding, his legs could not

not even feel

“Argh!”

retracted his

He felt aggrieved.

past, he was the supreme commander of the army, commanding

scattering them in all

on a wheelchair to get

handle

eight years in the military, Sean still could not take it

was silent for a

still had to find

the blood stasis caused by two years in

I couldn’t muster the energy. There must

and feelings come from the sensory nervous

glimmer of insight slowly appeared in his