The Guardian's Sword

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.

later, Sean slowly swept his hand across the silver

out the nine silver needles

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“Whew!”

took a

time, Sean felt a

slowly started to feel

there a warm current had

knew that the blockage in his veins from two years in

never have

through a lot of, could not

all, it meant a lot to him to get on his

deep breath and began to try to use his

felt the warm current flowing through his

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

moment, Sean’s right leg wobbled slowly and

eyes popped wide. Then

leg slowly left the wheelchair

20 centimeters above

he lost the strength, his right leg began to

teeth, put in all his

was still draining away

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

Bang! Bang!

right fist and punched his

that hard pounding, his legs

could not

“Argh!”

slowly retracted his hands

He felt aggrieved.

he was the supreme commander of the army, commanding millions

conquered his enemies, scattering them

he relied on a wheelchair

one could handle such a sharp

in the military, Sean still could not take it in

for a long time, adjusting

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

blood stasis caused by two

I couldn’t muster the energy.

feel my legs, and feelings come

and a glimmer of insight slowly appeared