"My legs are moving! My legs are moving! My legs are really moving!"
Lifting one's legs was originally just a trivial matter for ordinary people, but at this time, Chen Ming, who was sitting in a wheelchair, found that he could move his legs. He immediately screamed very excitedly and seemed to be a little out of control.
"Second Young Master! That's great! That's great!"
The old butler wearing a black and white uniform next to him also looked excited when he saw this. Wang Zhifan could even see the old man shed tears from the corners of his eyes before Chen Ming was sitting in the wheelchair.
"Don't get too excited! The effect of this pill should be more than that! Wait! Don't move your legs! Don't strain your muscles!"
Wang Zhifan was the calmest of the three people present. He had already predicted the effect of Heavenly Origin Pill, so when he saw that the predicted situation was showing signs of becoming a reality, he immediately told them not to get too excited, lest they become too happy and sad and cause something bad.
"Brother Fan! It's true! The medicine just now is really effective! I can already feel my body below the chest now!"
Chen Ming in the wheelchair opened his mouth to persuade Wang Zhifan in front of him, but his mood still did not calm down because he was so happy. For a person who has been in a wheelchair for many years as a high-level paraplegic, it is a great joy to be able to sense and control the part of his body that he has lost touch with for a long time!
"Stay still! Don't move! You can move as much as you want when you get better!"
Wang Zhifan saw that the boy in the wheelchair in front of him was not very obedient, so he immediately took action and exerted a little control on him, so that he could not control the body he had just connected with and cause unnecessary damage.
He does this kind of thing not because Wang Zhifan knows a lot about medicine, but because he understands the principle of use it or lose it. Since Chen Ming's lower body has been without feeling for many years and is like a piece of wood, he can't mess around with it just after he has recovered. He has to train and recover slowly and step by step! "Okay Brother Fan! You really don't have to press me down like this! I've calmed down! I'll definitely take it slow!"
The boy in the wheelchair, who was controlled by Wang Zhifan, soon screamed helplessly.
Wang Zhifan saw that his mood was finally not as excited as before, so he released him from control, and then said after a while:
"Well, slow down now, try to be as slow as possible, and try to see if you can stand up from the wheelchair."
He suggested this because he wanted to know how much therapeutic effect a pill of Heavenly Origin Pill had on Chen Ming. If Chen Ming could stand up now, or even only half of it, it would be a medical miracle, and he would not need to continue to increase the dosage of the medicine.
"I... I'll try!"
Hearing what Wang Zhifan said, Chen Ming, who had just been released from control and gradually calmed down, suddenly became a little excited again, but then he thought of Wang Zhifan's suggestion, took a deep breath to calm down his fluctuating mood, and began to slowly control his legs and waist, intending to stand up from the wheelchair.
This kind of thing is completely easy for ordinary people and can be done in the blink of an eye, but it is really not easy for Chen Ming, who has been paraplegic for many years. He had to muster the courage to even try this action. While trying to recall the memory of sitting up from the chair many years ago, he also tried to mobilize his legs and waist muscles that had not been used for many years to try to achieve this action that is a dream for high paraplegic people.
Wang Zhifan and the old housekeeper also lined up behind and behind him during this period, providing him with safety cover to prevent him from falling off the wheelchair midway.
Exactly three minutes later, when Chen Ming in the wheelchair slowly but firmly stood up from it, used his hands to grasp the armrests on the left and right sides of the wheelchair for assistance, and successfully stood up on his own strength, the corners of the young man's eyes that had traces of tears suddenly seemed to have opened the floodgates, and he began to burst into tears and cry:
"I stood up... I stood up... I stood up..."
He kept saying the same words over and over again, and his voice was not very loud, but the complex emotions involved, the release of years of accumulated pain and torture, made it difficult for those who heard it not to be moved.
"Mr. Butler, it's better for A Ming to rest more now. The medicine I gave him should be more effective in the future. You can go to the hospital for a checkup when you are free. Maybe the leukemia situation will also improve."
At this moment, Wang Zhifan did not disturb Chen Ming, who was in great happiness. Instead, he chose to talk to the old butler next to him who also had tears on his face. He could see that the old butler cared about Chen Ming, so it would be more appropriate to give him some advice.
"Thank you sir! We will never forget the help you gave the second young master! I will inform the master and his wife right away, and they will give you..."
Before the old housekeeper could finish his words, he was interrupted by Wang Zhifan in front of him. He only heard him say, "Old housekeeper, don't be impatient. We can wait until tomorrow to talk about this kind of thing... When the effect of A Ming's medicine is fully exerted tomorrow and his hospital examination results are completely confirmed, we will talk about other things. By the way, I still have a lot of things to deal with today. I will ask you, old housekeeper, to take care of A Ming."
After confirming that Heavenly Origin Pill was really effective on A Ming, a wheelchair-bound boy with high paraplegia and leukemia, Wang Zhifan decisively said goodbye and left the mansion.
On the one hand, this is because his goal has been achieved, and it is impossible for him to really stay here to conduct medical observation on Chen Ming. On the other hand, it is also because he is really busy nowadays and has a lot of things waiting for him to do.
Not long after, amidst the thanks from the old housekeeper and Chen Ming, Wang Zhifan left the wealthy neighborhood and returned to the 15,000-square-floor rental house a few blocks away from there, and began to think about what he was going to do next.
"Heavenly Origin Pill seems to have a really strong healing ability. In just a few minutes, it can make a high-level paraplegic patient who is incapable of modern medicine stand up... I guess it will also have some effect on leukemia... I will give you a precious medicine to treat terminal diseases. It is only natural to charge more for this. Anyway, they Chen Corporation have a lot of money..."
To put it bluntly, Wang Zhifan just chose to push Heavenly Origin Pill to Chen Ming with a clear purpose, that is, to make money through this method and make a large sum of money. He does not think there is anything wrong with this behavior. The exchange of interests has always been a normal thing.
"We can't just count on them to Chen family gold coins... I'll see if there's anything with a good price on the forum. If I can sell all these things I have, I'll probably be able to collect more than ten million, and then I'll have a big villa."
The thing that Wang Zhifan is most concerned about right now is to buy his own land to place Mystic Chaos Secret Abode. This magical cave of Excellent Tier is related to his subsequent training plan, so it must not be careless or delayed.