Chapter 130: Laozi Is Number One Under Heaven
Since there were two cases of surgery besides the boy’s that were less severe, like breaking one or two ligaments, the expert did not leave.
Hearing that the boy could walk on his own so quickly, he came to see the boy.
It’s just that after he came, the boy felt it was worse than if he hadn’t come at all, damn it.
It’s not that it’s anything else, the expert came with a smile, looked at him, and said he was recovering quickly.
But when the boy asked him if he could still participate in sports in the future, the old expert directly rejected him.
He said that the boy’s best recovery would only allow him to walk, and his leg could bend at most to ninety degrees.
This made the boy’s newly built confidence be doused with a bucket of cold water, making him miserable.
In the meantime, Jiushen’er sent a message asking how the boy was doing. The boy initially wanted to curse him a few times because Jiushen’er had been very scared before and told the boy not to worry, saying he would be fine after resting at home for half a month.
He had to be dragged by his mother and older sister to see the doctor. If he had listened to Jiushen’er, he would have missed the best surgical time, and the boy would never have been able to stand up again in his life.
However, the boy also knew that people, in general, their first reaction when something happens is to be afraid of taking responsibility. Although he and Jiushen’er weren’t very close at the time, he didn’t argue with Jiushen’er, he just felt annoyed in his heart by what Jiushen’er had done.
He said to Jiushen’er, “You don’t need to blame yourself too much. We were just messing around, not fighting, so it’s okay, I don’t blame you.”
What the heck, what kind of person is this big guy, the boy? He’s crippled, yet he still has the heart to comfort others?
Hearing this, Jiushen’er didn’t say much more.
After recuperating in the hospital for a while, the boy returned home to recover, and the brace was never removed.
The boy’s mother said to him, “Son, this is all I can do to help you. The money for your surgery alone is comparable to what someone would spend to marry a wife. Just hiring the doctor who performed this surgery cost tens of thousands. The two steel plates and one screw in your leg are imported, each costing over ten thousand. These three items cost over forty thousand more. I can’t help you with your recovery anymore; it’s up to you.”
The boy replied, “I understand, Mom.”
Actually, the boy knew without his mother saying anything, because the family had been very worried about this matter. Just the surgery, rehabilitation, and supplements cost over 120,000, with only some medicine reimbursed.
He became the most severe surgery case at the city hospital in this small town in many years. Anything more severe than his would require going to the provincial hospital. He even had to have talent from the provincial hospital to perform it, which shows how serious it was.
Lying at home unable to move, he would occasionally sit up and massage his kneecap to prevent stiffness from prolonged immobility.
He only moved a little with great effort to eat and defecate; otherwise, he used a urinal for urination. For the boy, this was true torment.
Because he had no hope at all. Even with the best recovery, he could only walk and do nothing else. What was the point of recovering? He was completely crippled.
The funniest thing was, one time Jiushen’er proactively told him, “Brother, this injury was caused by me messing around with you, so you shouldn’t blame me.”
Hearing this, the boy sneered inwardly and directly replied, “I said those words to comfort you when I was in the hospital. You intentionally asked me about that girl, and I felt you had a good relationship with me, so I told you the truth. I said she might not be able to sign, and I didn’t say anything bad about her or anything else.
You then cursed me out, and when you went out, you insisted on pulling me down, and I ignored you, yet you still pulled me and said I had to fall. I know you didn’t expect me to be crippled, so I don’t blame you. But if you’re going to talk like that out of fear of taking responsibility, then don’t worry. If I wanted to ask you for money, I would have done so long ago. That’s all, let’s stop here. If we’re not going to be friends anymore, then we don’t have to be.”
Hearing the boy say this, Jiushen’er became visibly anxious. “Other than that, other than that, brother, I didn’t mean anything else. We absolutely have to be friends, and we have to be friends for a lifetime. Hurry up and get better. When you’re better, I’ll treat you to eating meat to replenish your strength.”
The boy smiled and didn’t say anything more.
The boy thought to himself, he had spent over 100,000 on everything, was he unable to afford to eat meat or something? This was speechless.
At this moment, forget about feeding him meat, even giving him money would be useless! He was crippled; what could he want that would be useful to him? He desired nothing but health, and that was obviously impossible.
Not to mention that he wouldn’t be able to do normal work in the future. For others, getting married in the future would be a huge hassle. What decent girl would be willing to be with a cripple who could only walk?
Therefore, the boy dared not even think about his future life; the entire sky was gray.
The emotional pain was endless, and the debt from being scammed was still there, and now he was crippled, causing his family to fall into debt with him. Er Bai, what good was there left in this situation?
Let’s say, whose life would be as melodramatic as his? He was dating someone he liked, it got melodramatic. He was dating someone he liked, and the person changed, and he was also scammed into a lot of debt. He was dating someone he liked, and the person changed again.
He finally made some money through live broadcasts, and before he could even pay off his debts, he became crippled. Even worse, the doctor gave him a death sentence, saying he wouldn’t be able to do anything in the future, essentially becoming a cripple.
The boy was idle all day, doing nothing but lying down. He had no mood for anything, occasionally singing out of boredom.
Soon, a month passed. He went for a follow-up appointment at the hospital. The doctor said his recovery was good and he could start exercising and walking, but he shouldn’t overexert himself. Even after recovering to walking, he shouldn’t carry heavy objects or do manual labor. Also, it was uncertain how many years he would be able to walk after recovery. Some people become disabled after a few years, while others walk for more than ten years without much issue.
However, as soon as he heard he could start exercising and walking, the boy was overjoyed. He entered the hospital with crutches and walked out on his own step by step, carrying his crutches. He waited at a corner on the first floor for his sister to get the paperwork. He tried putting down his crutches and walking for a while, happily like a child. His sister even took a video of him and posted it on her Moments.
But after returning home, he was demoralized again. He was still lying down. He couldn’t squat down at all. After wearing the brace for a long time, his legs were straight and couldn’t bend back at all.
Whenever he thought about only being able to walk after recovery, and not even being sure how many years he could walk, he often had suicidal thoughts. He felt that living was too much of a torment, and there was absolutely no hope. However, seeing his parents working so hard for him, he couldn’t bear to.
The boy’s mother told the boy not to be lazy and that no matter how much it hurt, he had to get up and exercise by squatting and stretching his legs. The boy tried a few times, and oh my god, it was so awkward. He still couldn’t squat down, so he gave up.
He thought he would just live out his days waiting to die, and when he couldn’t take it anymore, he would say goodbye to the world.
But this guy had a very awesome trait: the lower he was, the more desperate the situation, the deeper he fell into the abyss, the more he would be stimulated to unleash his unyielding fighting spirit.
One day, he suddenly thought, I still have decades of life ahead of me. Am I really going to be limited to just walking as the doctor said?
Why don’t I believe it? I’m such an amazing person, I must be different from others! Just because others can’t do it doesn’t mean I can’t. Others are not me!
So the expert said it’s impossible, and it’s impossible? The expert isn’t me! Besides, there are still decades left! He says I can’t, so I can’t? I’ll show you I can! Walking is inevitable, whether it’s early or late. What’s the rush? Even if it takes me decades to recover from my disability, I’ll still be amazing! Besides, as an amazing person like me, I feel like I can do it in three years, it won’t take that long.
Yes, I’m definitely capable. I’m not an ordinary person!
Thinking this, the boy’s hope rekindled.
Although he was lazy and didn’t like to get up and exercise, he stopped trying. He just lay there kicking against the wall for fun. He even had his father find the sandbag he used to use for exercising, tied it to his injured leg’s ankle, and hung the full eight pounds on it day and night.
Sometimes, while playing games to shift his attention, he would dangle his injured leg on his good knee and sway it for fun.
This time, he wasn’t in a hurry anymore. Whatever, he thought he was amazing, and he was amazing even while lying down! I am Number One Under Heaven! He believed he could do anything he set his mind to, even fully recovering from his disability!
