บท 328: On A Wheelchair

The director, even though he looked like he turned over a new leaf, was still the darkest side of the marshal. How could he stay sane even when he was trying to take care of someone?

In the name of taking care, he cuffed Yu Weimin's hands and legs to the wheelchair, muttering to himself, "What if he ends up walking and tripping? I should cuff him to this wheelchair whenever we go out."

So when the young man woke up from his sleep, he found himself being dragged about on the wheelchair with his hands and legs cuffed to it.

"...."

Why does this man like cuffing him so much?

He raised his head and stared coldly at the other right behind him.

How could the director not perceive that gaze? The corners of his lips curled up as he asked, "What's up?"

They were currently taking a stroll on the open ground during lunch. So when the patients were sent here after eating, they saw a grand scene of the director dragging a cuffed, familiar man on a wheelchair.