Ruolan bought all the things Yan Xiaomo needed, a bunch of things, most of which were eaten.

"Brother, let's go."

Yan Xiaomo pushed the wheelchair and walked outside, the sun was abundant, but it was not warm, and the breeze brought a burst of coolness.

If you don't go out for a picnic and an outing in such good weather, it would really be a waste of such good weather.

Outside the General's Mansion was a carriage, the carriage was luxurious and exquisite, and Yan Xiaomo specially prepared it for Yan Zhu.

Not only does the outside look good, but the inside is also exceptionally warm and comfortable.

Yan Xiaomo helped Yan Zhu into the carriage, perhaps because his legs couldn't move, Yan Zhu's hands were amazingly strong.

Therefore, Yan Xiaomo helped Yan Zhu into the carriage very easily.

In the process of contact, Yan Xiaomo was surprised to find that Yan Zhu's figure was not out of shape at all, he looked very thin, and his figure was quite material.

If it weren't for this contact, Yan Xiaomo really thought that in addition to being good-looking, his brother was actually thin and weak.

Now I found out that my brother looks thin, and the place where he should be strong is still quite strong.

"Brother, be careful, slow down."

Yan Xiaomo slowly supported Yan Zhu, but Yan Zhu's legs couldn't use any strength at all, so she took her hand and fell back.

Unexpectedly, Yan Xiaomo fell into Yan Zhu's chest, and Yan Zhu fell in the carriage.

"Brother, you, are you okay?"

Yan Xiaomo hurriedly got up and observed Yan Zhu's situation, her eyes showing genuine concern.

"It's okay......"

Yan Zhu's face was slightly ruddy, and he felt the soft body fall into his arms, and a strange feeling rose in his heart.

But he didn't think deeper.

"My brother is useless, he can't even stand up."

Yan Zhu blamed himself, he seemed to be a waste person, he couldn't even walk, and he needed to be taken care of by others all the time.

"Brother, don't say that, your legs are like this because of me, I made my brother's legs ......"

Yan Xiaomo stared at Yan Zhu's legs, her brows furrowed.

From Ruolan's mouth, I learned that Yan Zhu's legs were not actually born with a stubborn disease, but when Yan Zhu was a child, in order to protect her, her legs were bitten by poison, so her legs were broken.

In the past, Yan Xiaomo couldn't help his brother return to normal, but now Yan Xiaomo can.

Although she doesn't know any immortal arts, her master Mo Han happens to be a god, and helping mortals recover their legs should be a piece of cake.

"Brother, I will definitely ask a doctor to heal your leg."

Yan Xiaomo said firmly.

"It's okay, my brother is used to it, but my sister shouldn't dislike my brother's burden."

Yan Zhu smiled fearlessly, it was his dream to restore his legs, but there were many, many doctors who had treated his legs, whether it was Chaoge or doctors from other places, they had all been invited, but his legs still hadn't recovered.

He doesn't want to struggle anymore, as long as the people he cares about are doing well, his legs are useless.

Yan Xiaomo pursed her lips, Yan Zhu is so young, she can't waste these legs, she must make Yan Zhu better.

"You are my brother, how can you be a burden."

Yan Xiaomo felt very sorry for Yan Zhu.

"General, Childe, can we go?"

Outside the carriage, Ruolan was ready to go, but she still needed the consent of the general and the prince before she could carry the carriage.