He Needs to Amputate His Leg!

Xie Xuning was such a fool. Ye Tianxin recalled how Xie Xuning had overcome all odds to get them to safety.

"Mother, will Father's legs be okay?"

Ye Linlang shook her head. "It looks pretty bad. If he doesn't get his injuries treated soon, we may have to amputate his legs."

Ye Tianxin and Li Qingcang were stunned when they heard that. They stared in disbelief. Amputate his leg? That must be some kind of joke. Xie Xuning was the youngest commander in the country. He represented its future.

"Mother, are you joking?" Ye Linlang shook her head.

"I'm not joking. Your father is also running a fever..."

Ye Tianxin quickly finished up the noodles in the bowl. She knew that a bowl of noodles with 4 eggs did not come cheap for the old lady's family. She did not want to waste the food.

"Can Father move about now?"