He held the report in his hand, and as soon as he looked up, he saw Zii sitting there, motionless. Her dejected look made his heart ache.
Ye Cheng walked quickly toward her, knelt down, and then held her hands: "I have so good news, want to hear it?"
The man’s voice was gentle and llow. Zii slowly lifted her head to glance at him, her eyes moist, yet dull and confused.
Zii shook her head: "I don’t want to hear it."
"Are you worried I’m just trying to comfort you and lying on purpose?" Ye Cheng guessed her thoughts and spoke out.
Zii lowered her eyelashes and bit her lip, saying nothing.
Ye Cheng extended his long fingers and gently stroked her pale face. He softly said, "The professor said your eyes can be treated."
Zii trembled all over, "You’re lying to ."
Her voice carried doubt and tremor.
He slipped the report into her hand, "You can ask anyone to read what it says, and you’ll know whether I’m lying or not."
Zii held the paper, still sowhat skeptical: "Can my eyes really get better?"
"Yes, really." Ye Cheng answered warmly and confidently.
Zii was first stunned, then a charming smile gradually appeared on her beautiful face.
Then, she opened her arms and hugged Ye Cheng tightly around the neck, kissing his handso face, his thin lips...
Zii was truly happy. She kissed him passionately, her eyes smiling like crescent moons, and the whole of her seed to shine.
Ye Cheng watched her long-lost genuine smile, thinking: As long as she can be this happy, not just her cornea, even if it costs my life, I’m willing.
Back at the hotel.
Since they hadn’t had ti to eat lunch, Zii’s stomach was already growling with hunger.
Ye Cheng imdiately took out his phone to order food, letting the waiter deliver it to their room.
While eating, Zii suddenly asked, "A Cheng, is there any red wine in the room?"
"Want to celebrate?" Ye Cheng saw through her intention.
"Yes, today is worth celebrating," Zii said with a smile. Regaining her sight was a huge surprise to her.
However, Ye Cheng didn’t respond imdiately, as if he’d thought of sothing, his eyes dimd slightly.
Unable to see his reaction, Zii asked again, "A Cheng, isn’t there any wine?"
Ye Cheng ca back to himself, held Zii’s hand resting on the table, wrapping it in his palm, then said in a low tone, "The professor said your vision can only be restored halfway."
"What does ’halfway’ an?" Zii was confused.
"It ans one eye will see, but the other will still be blind."
Ye Cheng’s explanation was straightforward enough, and this ti she understood.
Zii paused for a mont and then smiled faintly, "It’s okay. Being able to recover one eye is already beyond my expectations, it’s quite good."
"..."
Hearing her say that, Ye Cheng felt a little uncomfortable inside.
"A Cheng, do you know what the first thing I want to do when I regain sight is?" Zii asked.
"I don’t know." He replied, his voice hoarse.
"I want to spend the whole day doing nothing but looking at you until I get tired of it," Zii said with a tender smile, "But I think it’s impossible to get tired, a lifeti might not be enough to look at you."
Ye Cheng felt a lump in his throat, his thin lips moved, but he couldn’t speak.
"Are you so touched that you can’t speak?" Zii smiled to herself when she didn’t hear the man’s reply.
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