I Was Terminally Ill and He Was in a Wheelchair, and His Spiritual Energy Was Revived and He Immediately Took Off.

Old, weak, sick and disabled. "You are old, I am sick, he is disabled, and there is still one weak thing missing." Chen Xu opened his hands and counted them. "Wait a minute, let me ask first what is the name of our team?" Lu Mingyuan asked, holding his forehead. Shen Zhao controlled the wheelchair, turned his head and said righteously: "Team of the elderly, weak, sick and disabled!" "Long live! Long live ≧▽≦!" Lu Mingyuan had no love in his life. This is the story of a terminally ill patient and his disabled friend.