Xu Nian'an turned around and saw that wheelchair, feeling incredibly grateful for his foresight.
"Brother Cheng, Yining, my leg will be fine after some rest. Why did you all get me a wheelchair too?" Xu Nianhua, seeing the wheelchair, couldn't help but feel a headache coming on. Her leg wasn't beyond healing; why was everyone getting her a wheelchair?
Her second brother did just that, and so did Brother Cheng and Yining.
"You will still need to move around while recovering, and the wheelchair will be useful for that," Pei Yining explained. "Of course, we hope your leg heals quickly, but you can't rush it. It's okay, you can alternate between two wheelchairs."
"No, that won't do, Yining. Please return yours," Xu Nianhua urged. "Since it hasn't been used yet, it can definitely be returned. One wheelchair is enough; why would we need two?"
Pei Yicheng's eyes fell on the one Xu Nian'an had bought, and he suggested, "How about we donate one?"
