"I'm cured!" The old man was shocked. He knew his own condition well. Now, his son was telling him that he was cured; it was simply a miracle.
"Yes, Dad, you're already better!"
"Really? No, I have to get out of bed and try." The old man quickly threw off the covers, eager to get out of bed and walk a bit. It had been several days since he last got out of bed due to his illness.
Now that his illness was cured, he naturally didn't need to stay in bed. The old man got out of bed but, having not moved for a long time, couldn't stand steadily and almost fell to the ground.
If it weren't for Mr. Yang supporting him from the side, he would have fallen.
"Dad, don't hurry, take it slow. Doctor Jiang said you need a few days before you can walk normally."
"How can I not be in a hurry? I haven't walked in years. Now that you say I'm cured, I can't wait to go for a run."
