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... ak and that he did not want to walk anymore. She did not forget to console him, “We’ll be there in two more steps. Let’s keep going.”

Anyway, when they reached the stone platform, she did not want Zhuang Hong to leave his wheelchair anymore. A few days ago, Zhuang Hong could stand up on his own and barely managed to take two steps. These days, the more she pulled him to train, the less progress he made. If this continued, she would start to suspect that there was something wrong with Boy ...

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