In her head.
When he got home later that night after meeting up with his friends, Caishen found his wife standing outside on the balcony, outside their living room. She was as still as a statue, staring out at either the gardens in the courts or the golf course. He couldn't tell from where he was.
He got up from his wheelchair and walked towards her slowly. His legs could support him for an hour at least now, whether it was was walking, standing or some light jogging. The doctor had given a ninety percent bill of recovery.
A few more weeks and he would be given a full bill of health. He was like a little kid however, smiling endlessly everytime he walked on his legs before looking around excitedly to see if others were also excited to see him walking.
When he reached Alix, he wrapped his arms around her waist and leaned against her back lightly. In this position, as always, the first thing he did was sniff her neck or her hair and then take a deep breath.