บท 499: Was is supposed to hurt this much?

Meanwhile…

"You can do it, Dad! Woot woot!" Axel cheered his father from the corner of the therapy room, warranting everyone's attention. Some medical staff couldn't help but chuckle while Lionel shook his head. 

Ever since Lionel started doing therapies, there was never a time when his youngest son was absent. Not that he was complaining, but somehow, it was embarrassing. Axel was always so loud, as if cheering in a World Cup. 

"Mr. Zhu, come. Let's do it again," said the physical therapist to the man in the wheelchair, holding the man's arms. 

"Alright."

"Go Dad ~!"