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.

slowly swept his hand across the silver needles in

nine

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“Whew!”

a big

Sean felt a

legs slowly started to

was as if there a warm current had flown

knew that the blockage in his veins from two years in a wheelchair might have been

would never have felt

through a lot

a lot to him to

breath and began to try to use his

felt the warm current flowing through his legs

He immediately grabbed hold of that feeling

next moment, Sean’s right leg wobbled slowly and

Then he gathered his

slowly left the wheelchair and got

20 centimeters above the wheelchair,

lost the strength, his right leg

teeth, put in all his strength, and

strength was still draining

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

Bang! Bang!

fist and

even with all that hard pounding, his legs could

could not even

“Argh!”

his hands and

He felt aggrieved.

was the supreme commander of the army, commanding millions of

enemies, scattering

he relied on a

one could handle such a sharp

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

a long time,

He still had to find

blood stasis caused

energy.

feel my legs, and feelings come from

of insight slowly