"What's wrong?" Shen Mochen asked with concern.
"It hurts, hurts, really hurts!"
Han Muxue cried out as she grabbed her leg, almost falling from the wheelchair.
"Hold her down!" Wu Yunpeng quickly instructed.
Upon hearing this, Shen Mochen immediately embraced Han Muxue, "Hang in there, Xuexue. Your leg hurting means it's regaining sensation. Hold on, you're almost healed!"
"It hurts..." Han Muxue bit down on Shen Mochen's shoulder.
"You're almost healed, almost healed, 5, 4, 3..."
As Wu Yunpeng slowly withdrew his hand, Shen Mochen released Han Muxue and gently touched her leg, "How does it feel now?"
Han Muxue's lips trembled slightly, "You, pinch it a bit."
Shen Mochen then applied a little more force.
"There it is, there it is!" Han Muxue suddenly excitedly grabbed Shen Mochen's arm, shrieking with joy.
"Try standing up," Shen Mochen encouraged.
"Okay, okay!"
