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.

slowly swept his hand across the silver needles in his

nine silver needles in one

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“Whew!”

a big

Sean felt a

numb legs slowly started to

there a warm current had flown

blockage in his veins from two years

he would never have felt this

a lot of,

to him to get on his

breath and began to

then, Sean felt the warm

a pang in his heart. He immediately grabbed hold of that feeling and tried picking up his strength

moment, Sean’s right leg wobbled slowly and lifted a

wide. Then he gathered

left the wheelchair and got

20 centimeters above the wheelchair, Sean felt it slowly

the strength,

put in all his strength,

his strength was

instantly reached out to pull up his dropping leg. However,

Bang! Bang!

his right fist and

hard pounding, his legs could

not

“Argh!”

his hands and

He felt aggrieved.

supreme commander of the army, commanding

scattering them in

on a wheelchair

handle

eight years in the military, Sean still could not

silent for a

He still had to find a way to solve the problem

cleared the blood stasis caused

the energy. There must

can’t feel my legs, and feelings come from

mumbled, and a glimmer of insight slowly appeared in his