"Miss, let help you with your shoes."
Uncle Chen, after all, had been by Zii’s side for many years, so even if she was burning with anger inside, she would not lose her temper with him.
Uncle Chen assisted Zii out of the hospital and into the waiting car.
Along the way, Zii remained silent.
She turned her face toward the car window, with the city’s noisy sounds ringing in her ears, but all she could see in front of her was endless darkness, unable to see anything.
Zii suddenly raised her hand to touch the position of her eyes, the long eyelashes trembling in her palm, her heart trembling with sorrow as well.
A single tear quietly slipped away from beneath her palm, soundless.
The driver, seeing his young lady’s actions through the rearview mirror, felt an imnse pang of sadness, causing his eyes to redden montarily.
Back at ho, Zii locked herself in her room, refusing to see anyone.
She extended both hands, slowly groping forward, trying to locate the position of the liquor cabinet. Suddenly, her shin hit the corner of the coffee table, the pain so acute that tears nearly fell.
Zii bent over, rubbing the painful spot, feeling an unprecedented despair.
She now couldn’t walk without getting hurt, what was the difference between her and a cripple?
Although Lu Shanhu comforted her by saying the blindness was temporary, Zii knew in her heart that she might never see the light again in her lifeti.
For the rest of her life, she would live in endless darkness, unable to see any colors, nor the man she loved most...
A Cheng, just thinking of him made Zii’s heart ache to the point where she couldn’t breathe.
They were so close to reconciling, why did God have to oppose her?
Zii suddenly couldn’t support herself, collapsing to her knees by the coffee table. The corners of her lips slowly curled into a sad and hopeless smile.
She had once sworn she would never disappear and leave Ye Cheng again, but now, looking like this, how could she face him?
Such an outstanding man, how could his girlfriend be a blind woman?
Then let go completely! Zii, you are no longer worthy of him.
She locked herself in the bedroom for two whole days, refusing to eat or drink, unwilling to see anyone.
Finally, Lu Shanhu, worried about her health, ordered the door to be forcefully opened.
The mont the door opened, the overwhelming scent of red wine assaulted their noses.
Zii was sitting slumped by the bed, her face buried in the blanket, her long, disheveled hair spread out. Around her were scattered various red wine bottles, the floor stained with half-dried or dried wine traces.
"Little Zi, Little Zi!"
Lu Shanhu rushed over to support her, but Zii, with her eyes closed, did not react, her cheeks showing a sickly flush.
Lu Shanhu’s expression changed; he imdiately reached out to feel her forehead, shocked by the high temperature.
"Butler, call the family doctor imdiately!" he shouted anxiously.
Approximately half an hour later, the family doctor arrived, urgently cooling Zii’s body.
"She’s burning up, her body just recovered and can’t take such strain; for the next few days, be particularly careful, don’t let her catch a cold," the doctor advised.
Lu Shanhu looked at the unconscious Zii on the bed, his expression exceptionally stern.
Lu Shanhu had the lock of Zii’s room door pried open and assigned two maids to guard her in shifts, making sure she wouldn’t indulge in drinking or harm herself again.
Zii lay there for several days, finally recovering. During these days, she didn’t utter a word; when the maids brought her water, she drank, when they fed her, she ate, but she remained silent.
Even when Lu Shanhu spoke to her, she completely ignored him, sitting there with a blank expression, making him feel extrely distressed.
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