Levi Wheelchair Novels & Stories

They were just contemplating to visit the doctor or not when the door to their room opened and Lexi was rolled in a wheelchair, followed by Conrad and their doctor. “Why is he in a wheelchair? What’s wrong”? Moon was horrified now, so was Sky. Noah looked at Conrad in a helpless way. “Well, they said Lexi have to stay in the bed for now. He cannot walk around or stand that’s why he is in the wheelchair”. Conrad told Moon and stepped aside so that the nurses could help Lexi settle in the bed. “Hey buddy. How are you feeling”? Noah bent down and kissed his forehead. “I am good dad”. Lexi said in a tired tone.

She murmured. “Come on.” He moved forward and helped her get seated. It was a powered wheelchair. She looked at the controls and turned the knob. It slightly moved backward. “Easy, easy.” He bent down to her level. “Here,” He turned the knob in the counterclockwise direction. “Do that to move forward. Opposite for backward. And shift this small gear for sideways.”

' Javier sit up straight and waited for Suzie to return. Suzie hid the wheelchair in the kitchen and came back. She pushed the wheelchair from behind. "Tada! This will be your legs temporarily. With this, you will be able to move around the house. I don't have to carry you around and you will no longer be embarrassed. You can go wherever you want." Suzie proudly explained. She could tell that Javier felt uncomfortable whenever she carried him. This made her buy a wheelchair immediately. With this around, the sensitive man doesn't have to be put in an uncomfortable position.

Kookie: Levi is in his wheelchair when I get to his room. His face narrows as he sees me, and I try to keep mine expressionless. There is nothing much to do here—just give him his shots, then I will be on my way, I say to myself. I move swiftly without really looking at him as I approach the bedside table. There, I lay out the medical supplies neatly. Pulling on a pair of gloves, I snap them securely around my wrists before reaching for the vial of medication.

The young girl wore a white down jacket and a beige knitted long skirt, giving her a delicate and graceful appearance. Her long hair naturally flowed down her back, giving off a sweet and gentle aura. But she was sitting in a wheelchair... Before coming, Britney had heard her parents mention Livia Castro. Her disability wasn’t congenital but was acquired later in life. There were many versions of the story circulating outside, but only the Castro family knew the true details. What was known was that Livia also had a congenital heart condition.

Both boss and employee exited to the office entrance, boarded the elevator, descending fourteen floors to the reception area. Levi unlocked the vehicle as soon as they pulled out into the parking lot, his car was a state-of-the-art Porsche. He got in on the driver's side, maneuvering to start the machine. Forgetting to be polite and open the door for his Lord, in the end, they are both friends, those are just small details. Gael got in on the opposite side, in the co-pilot's space. Levi roared the engine and shifted into gear, heading straight for the university where he met that genius, he urgently needed to get the two of them to meet.

"It’s okay, Elijah. Don’t worry about me. Go change, and we’ll head out. We’re going to town to buy the medicines and vitamins you need, dear." "Really? Is it okay if I go with you? I might just slow you down at the market, Tiya," I said shyly. "That’s nonsense, dear. Come with me—I have something to show you outside," she said, helping me up. When we got outside, I noticed a brand new wheelchair in front of the house. "Whose is that, Tiya?" "That’s for you, dear." "But... where did you get the money to buy something like that, Tiya?" I asked, embarrassed.

Silently, she added the offense to her growing mental list before turning toward the street to hail a cab. One car after another sped past without slowing down. Not a single one stopped. Behind her, Adrian spoke lazily. “No driver’s going to pick you up.” Vivian’s patience immediately thinned. “Do you ever stop talking?” “I’m serious,” Adrian continued. “They see the wheelchair, the cast on your leg, and immediately think liability issue. Nobody wants the responsibility if something happens.” Vivian clenched her jaw. “I’d bet you could wheel yourself back to the hospital faster than finding a taxi tonight.”

Leaving the entire back seat for me. I can walk short distance and get on the bed in the hospital but how I’m going to climb into this monster. The bed ca be lowered or raised depending on my needs, but this Jeep is tall. Yes, I am small but sitting in the wheelchair means I’m as big as one of the wheels of this thing. So yeah, it’s a climb for me.

Alas, before he was even able to reply, she suddenly added, “I know! Why don’t I just use your wheelchair?” Though he wanted to stop her, she quickly sat in his chair before pressing a button… and just like that, it moved forward a little! “How convenient! I’d love to have a wheelchair like this as well!” Instantly sitting up with his eyes widened in fear, he held onto the wheelchair before yelling, “Xav! Get off the wheelchair! Now!” Sensing the fear in his voice, Xavia quickly got up and asked, “W-what’s wrong…?” Following a subtle sigh, Zivon then slowly hoisted himself onto the wheelchair before replying, “Look… I designed this wheelchair, so though it looks simple, there are plenty of h