After returning from the hot spring pool, Gu Mingzhou seemed very tired, not as energetic as before.

Xiao Luo was still the same, paralyzed on the bed and unable to move.

On this day, Gu Mingzhou was feeding Xiao Luo, and suddenly said to Xiao Luo: "Xiao Luo, do you want to try to exercise your muscles?"

"What?" Xiao Luo raised his eyebrows, his face darkened, "What do you mean by that? Knowing that my meridians are all broken, why do you want me to exercise?"

"My king means... you can do it."

Xiao Luo was baffled by Gu Mingzhou's unreasonable confidence, "What can I do? I can't even move a little finger now..."

The voice stopped abruptly, Xiao Luo subconsciously looked at the little finger of his right hand, and the little finger moved inconceivably.

"This is……"

"Xiao Luo, in my impression, you are not the kind of person willing to accept your fate."

"Ah, don't act like you know me well..."

Xiao Luo squeezed out a wry smile.

Faced with an unfair fate, I am afraid that not many people in this world will accept it willingly, right?

But so what?

He once challenged fate, but ended up like this.

Looking down at his crippled limbs, Xiao Luo gritted his teeth secretly.

"As long as you think about it, this king believes that you will recover your health sooner or later and become able to move as freely as ordinary people. This king will not misjudge people, you can do it."

"what?!"

After listening to Gu Mingzhou's words, Xiao Luo couldn't help laughing, "Gu Mingzhou, what the hell are you doing? Is this encouraging me to comfort me? It's not all because of you that I, Xiao Luo, have fallen into what I am today. give it?"

Gu Mingzhou remained silent and did not deny it.

"I don't believe that I can do it until now... When did you become so naive? How can you recover when your meridians are cut off..."

Before he finished speaking, Gu Mingzhou's big hand fell on Xiao Luo's shoulder, and Xiao Luo was startled.

The temperature of Gu Mingzhou's palm was very high, as if it was going to burn his shoulder.

"You just have to listen to what the king says."

Looking at each other, Xiao Luo could see the earnestness and determination in Gu Mingzhou's gray pupils, which was a strength that could not be questioned or resisted.

"You will always be so domineering..." Xiao Luo sighed lightly, moving his ten fingers secretly, wanting to make a fist.

He didn't have much hope at first, but his fingers, which didn't respond at all after becoming a cripple, can really move now.

How is this going?

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