The guardian's sword

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.

Ten minutes later, Sean slowly swept his hand across the silver needles in his legs.

He took out the nine silver needles in one swipe.

“Whew!”

Sean took a big breath.

This time, Sean felt a big difference.

His numb legs slowly started to feel something.

It was as if there a warm current had flown through them.

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

Otherwise, he would never have felt this way.

Sean’s heart, which had been through a lot of, could not help feeling excited.

After all, it meant a lot to him to get on his feet.

Sean took a deep breath and began to try to use his legs.

Just then, Sean felt the warm current flowing through his legs again. This text is property of Nô/velD/rama.Org.

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

strength again.

The next moment, Sean’s right leg wobbled slowly and lifted a little.

Sean’s eyes popped wide. Then he gathered his strength again.

His right leg slowly left the wheelchair and got higher and higher.

When his leg was about 20 centimeters above the wheelchair, Sean felt it slowly losing strength.

As soon as he lost the strength, his right leg began to drop.

Sean clenched his teeth, put in all his strength, and held the armrest tightly.

However, his strength was still draining away fast.

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

left, his right leg landed heavily on the wheelchair.

Bang! Bang!

Sean clenched his right fist and punched his legs hard.

However, even with all that hard pounding, his legs could not feel anything.

He could not even feel pain.

“Argh!”

Sean slowly retracted his hands and exhaled.

He felt aggrieved.

In the past, he was the supreme commander of the army, commanding millions of men.

He conquered his enemies, scattering them in all directions.

Now, he relied on a wheelchair to get around.

No one could handle such a sharp contrast.

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

Sean was silent for a long time, adjusting his mood.

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

“I’ve cleared the blood stasis caused by two years in a wheelchair.

“But I couldn’t muster the energy. There must be something else wrong.

“I can’t feel my legs, and feelings come from the sensory nervous system…”

Sean mumbled, and a glimmer of insight slowly appeared in his eyes.

He had been too confident in his medical skills.

He only felt something and determined that it was blood stasis.

Now it did not seem to be the case.

Blaze’s poison did not just affect the blood vascular system. What suffered the most was actually the

nervous system.

Otherwise, Sean would not have gone catatonic for two years and lived as a vegetable.

“Sense, consciousness…”

Sean muttered to himself.

‘Bones, tendons, and blood vessels…‘

These organs could be repaired even if injured with modern medical techniques.

However, the nervous system had always been the biggest problem.

Many people who were injured and disabled could heal their bones and other

organs.

The only difficulty was the nervous system.

Sean reached out and rubbed his temples, his mind flipping fast.

Neurological treatment was a huge problem for the whole world.

However, it was not a problem for Sean.

“Got it.”

After a few seconds, Sean slowly opened his eyes. (

He thought of a solution.

A recipe that could be used to create a pill that could greatly help the nervous system.

It would repair Sean’s damaged body.

He would be able to get out of his wheelchair.

Then he could stand in front of Willow.

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