"Ring ring ring..." The phone rang. Luo Chen took it out and glanced at the caller ID. His brows furrowed, and looking at the person calling, the calm he had cultivated was replaced by a flicker of hatred.,He became a cripple who couldn't even live independently. His father spent all their savings trying to cure him, selling their car and house. In the end, he was reduced to scavenging for scraps to survive.,At this moment, the elder is excitedly opening an ancient box. He takes out a painting scroll from inside and unfolds it, admiring it.。