"Xiuxiu, did you know? Dr. Du's grandson is a college student."
"His leg can't stand up anymore because of an accident, but that doesn't change how outstanding he is. He's even running a medicine business. Compared to the people who spend all day gossiping, he's a hundred, a thousand, ten thousand times better than them!"
"Actually, the people who laugh at him for not being able to stand are the ones who are truly disabled—morally and psychologically."
Ever since his leg was injured, he's heard much worse things, ten times, a hundred times nastier than the one just now—from the initial outrage, anger at how unfair life was, all the way to numbness. He thought that hearing this type of comment wouldn't faze him anymore.
Every word from Xu Nianhua was like rain after a long drought, sprinkling over his heart, soothing the insecurities caused by his leg injury.
