Zii’s lips curled into a slight smile as she gently shook her head: "Godfather, you didn’t turn on the light... how can I see you..."
Lu Shanhu, who had licked blood from the blade and experienced countless life-and-death monts, felt a fear unlike any he had ever known arise in his heart at that mont.
The butler was equally stunned and shocked.
The bedroom suddenly fell into an eerie silence. After a long while, Lu Shanhu adjusted his breathing and spoke nonchalantly, "Little Zi, you are still too weak. The doctor advised a lot of rest, so I didn’t turn on the light."
Zii was indeed very weak; she didn’t hold on for long before falling back into a deep sleep.
During this ti, Lu Shanhu urgently called the family doctor to have him examine Zii imdiately.
The family doctor, not expecting the explosion to damage Zii’s eyes, was also very surprised.
After a careful diagnosis, he said solemnly, "The patient’s optic nerve was severely damaged in the explosion; I’m afraid she might never see again..."
"Is there any way to treat it? Speak quickly!" Hearing the doctor’s words, Lu Shanhu was anxious, grabbing his collar and asking sharply.
"This... further confirmation is needed in a larger hospital... I can’t say anything for sure now..." The doctor, scared, turned pale and answered nervously.
Lu Shanhu swayed, releasing his grip unsteadily.
If not for him, how could Zii have ended up like this?
It was all his fault!
In his grief and anger, Lu Shanhu clenched his fists and slamd it hard on the nearby table.
Clang——
The teacup made a loud noise, tea scattered everywhere, and the back of Lu Shanhu’s hand was cut by the cup, blood oozing continuously.
The butler and the family doctor stood by, not daring to make a sound.
Lu Shanhu, face steely gray, made a silent resolution: He would do whatever it takes to restore Zii’s sight!
...
Zii woke up again, this ti in a hospital room.
When she opened her eyes, she found that she was still surrounded by darkness, unable to see anything. Panic started to creep into her heart.
"Godfather, are you here? Why hasn’t the light been turned on?" Zii asked anxiously.
Lu Shanhu was outside discussing the condition with the attending doctor. Only a nurse was at the bedside, and she replied, "Miss Zi, it’s dayti now, but since your vision is impaired..."
"Silence!"
Lu Shanhu suddenly walked in with large strides, cutting off the nurse with a stern face.
The nurse saw the middle-aged man’s face, looking as if he were about to devour soone, and was so frightened that she instinctively took a few steps back.
"Godfather? Where are you?"
Hearing Lu Shanhu’s voice, Zii reached out her hand.
Lu Shanhu stepped forward and imdiately held her hand, "Little Zi, I’m here."
His voice was surprisingly gentle, so different from the rage just monts before.
Zii could hear that Lu Shanhu’s voice had aged a lot. "Godfather, why can’t I see anything yet, is there sothing wrong with my eyes—"
"Don’t let your thoughts run wild." Lu Shanhu quickly reassured her, "The doctor said the explosion force was strong, your retina was injured, it will take so ti to recover."
"Is that so?" Zii asked uncertainly, her eyes gazing blankly in Lu Shanhu’s direction.
"When did I ever lie to you? This situation is only temporary; just rest well and don’t overthink."
Even as Lu Shanhu said this, he couldn’t convince himself.
Because the doctor had just told him that the chance of Zii’s vision recovery was less than 5%.
Yet Zii refused to rest and continued to ask, "How long have I been lying in bed?"
"Over a month." Lu Shanhu answered.
So much ti had passed...
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