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After dinner, Ji Wanzhou and Meng Qingge took Ji Minhuai for a walk in the back garden.

Ji Minhuai was playing with Pih, a man and a dog, very happily.

Meng Qingge, on the other hand, sat on the swing, gently swaying as she chatted with Ji Wanzhou, who was sitting on a wheelchair, "According to Grandpa Fu, grandpa's leg was cured but not cured."

"Yeah, he wouldn't let me treat him, so he just did a simple bandage." Ji Wanzhou answered and raised his eyebrows slightly, "Why do you ask?"

"I want to see if grandpa's leg can be cured." Meng Qingge gently swung the swing. "If it can be cured, why did you continue living in a wheelchair?"

"Grandfather's temper is very stubborn, and he's also stubborn." Ji Wanzhou looked at Meng Qingge and started to talk about Old Master Liu's temper. Then, he frowned slightly, "I'm afraid it's hard to tell him."