"My legs moved! My legs moved! My legs really moved!"
To lift one's legs is an ordinary task for most people, but at that moment, Chen Ming, sitting in the wheelchair, found he could move his legs and immediately shouted out with excitement, seeming somewhat out of control emotionally.
"Second Young Master! This is wonderful! This is wonderful!"
The elderly butler, dressed in a black and white uniform, was equally moved at the sight, and Wang Zhifan could even see tears streaming down the old man's face before Chen Ming, who was in the wheelchair.
"Everyone, calm down! The effects of this elixir should not stop here! Wait a bit longer! Don't move your legs recklessly! You might strain the muscles!"
