A young man sat in the car, his expression lost in thought. His face, sharp like a knife's edge, looked pale, but it couldn't hide the gleam of determination in his eyes, revealing an extraordinary spirit.,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.,And upon seeing this painting, Luo Chen knew at a glance that it was a counterfeit. This old man was actually being careful and affectionate towards it, as if he had obtained an authentic masterpiece.。