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Zhan Lichuan went to his seat and sat down, placing both his hands on the table. He continued to keep quiet, allowing the women below to continue screaming.

Soon, the female reporters started feeling awkward and finally stopped screaming.

"Isn't Ah Chuan paralyzed?! How…..how did he recover?"

In the hospital, Master Du's mouth was wide open as he couldn't believe what he had just seen.

It was long ago when they just had a conversation over the phone.

"In today's time, one can recover from paralysis? He didn't just get better, he recovered from it!"

Master Du was already in his 80s and thought that he should at least know a few things, but when he saw this, he felt that he might have wasted his whole life.

Du Yanzheng's eyes were fixed on the television as well, looking at the glowing, radiant Zhan Lichuan while his face turned as dark as ink.

Why was Saka so nice to him?

She even treated Zhan Lichuan's condition?