The hospital room fell silent in an instant.
It was not just Li Gaoliang who froze. The nurse and doctor who had come to change his dressing, and even Wang Peng, who had already reached the door, all stood there dumbfounded.
For what felt like half a minute, no one said a word. Then Li Gaoliang's cracked lips trembled as he looked at Lu Zhou with excitement written all over his face.
"...Really? I can stand again?"
This really wasn't some kind of joke?
As though Li Gaoliang's words had jolted him awake, the stunned doctor finally came to his senses. He coughed and said,
"...Please don't joke about something like this with a patient."
Even Professor Lu could not toy with a patient over something like this!
With that thought, the doctor and nurse beside him immediately looked at Lu Zhou far less kindly.
Hearing the doctor's words, the light in Li Gaoliang's eyes dimmed again. He gave a dry laugh to hide his embarrassment and said,
"Exactly. What's the point of making fun of me... The doctor already said these two legs are completely ruined. Being alive is already a blessing."
Lu Zhou shook his head and looked at Li Gaoliang seriously. "I'm not joking. I mean it."
Li Gaoliang froze slightly.
Common sense told him it was impossible. When he had been pulled from beneath the rubble, his back had been smashed into a bloody mess, and both lower legs had practically been crushed beyond saving.
When he and the other injured soldiers had been transferred to Urumqi City Hospital, they had received only one answer: either amputate, or watch the legs become necrotic and amputate them in the end anyway...
Now that the amputation had already been completed, Lu Zhou was telling him there was a