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.

Sean slowly swept his hand

out the nine silver needles in

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“Whew!”

a big

Sean felt a

slowly started

if there a

knew that the blockage in his veins from two years

never have felt

a lot of, could not

lot to

took a deep breath and began to try to use his

Sean felt the warm current flowing through his

a pang in his heart. He immediately grabbed hold of that feeling and

moment, Sean’s right leg wobbled slowly and lifted

eyes popped wide. Then he

the wheelchair and got higher

leg was about 20 centimeters above the wheelchair, Sean felt it

the strength, his right leg began to

in all his

his strength was

to pull up his dropping leg.

Bang! Bang!

clenched his right fist and punched

even with all that hard pounding, his legs

not

“Argh!”

retracted his hands and

He felt aggrieved.

was the supreme commander

enemies, scattering them in all

relied on a

handle

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

a long

was useless. He still had to find a way to solve the problem

blood stasis caused by two years

muster the energy. There must

feelings come from the sensory nervous

mumbled, and a glimmer of insight