The doctor looked at Zii’s shocked expression and also felt very surprised.
It seems that the family of the injured person really doesn’t know.
"I think it’s best to wait until your husband wakes up and ask him. Eye diseases should not be delayed, otherwise, they beco harder to cure later on."
The doctor gave his suggestion, nodded politely to Zii, and then left the ward.
Zii still stood there, her mind in a ss, unable to accept the fact that Ye Cheng was blind in one eye.
She ticulously recalled everything in her mind, thinking that the most likely cause related to Ye Cheng’s blindness was that surgery two years ago.
The corneal donor happened to appear when she needed the surgery, which seed too coincidental...
Because the probability of such a thing happening is incredibly low.
For an instant, Zii thought of a possibility, her heart suddenly sank, and she quickly took out her phone, searching for Professor Berlant’s number.
Since she had undergone several follow-up checks after the sight in her left eye was restored, she kept the professor’s number all along.
Zii glanced at Ye Cheng, who was still unconscious on the hospital bed, wanting to go out imdiately to make a call, when a soft little head appeared by her feet, "Mommy, where are you going?"
Zii looked down into Zhenzhen’s bright eyes, almost losing control of her emotions. She bit her lip and said gently, "Mommy is going to make a call, I’ll be back soon, be good, Zhenzhen."
She touched her daughter’s head, turned quickly, and walked out.
Zii closed the door carefully, walked to the other end of the corridor, and nervously dialed the number.
Because it was an international call, it took a while before it went through, and Professor Berlant’s robust and solid voice ca over: "Miss Zii, I didn’t expect you to call , may I know what’s the matter?"
Zii paused for a few seconds, steadied her mind, and began speaking: "Professor, I want to know, two years ago, who donated their cornea to ."
Professor Berlant was a little surprised, not expecting Zii to ask this question after two years.
"I’m sorry, according to the hospital’s regulations, we must keep the donor’s na confidential." Professor Berlant adhered to the agreent he made with Ye Cheng at the ti, not revealing the truth.
Zii had expected this kind of answer, so she wasn’t too disappointed.
Even though she was very uneasy inside, she remained calm on the surface: "I understand your predicant. Actually, I have a hunch about who it is. I only called to confirm it. The doctor who just examined my husband told one of his eyes is blind, you’ve known about this all along, haven’t you?"
"..." Professor Berlant couldn’t respond.
"The person who donated their cornea to is my husband, isn’t it?"
"..."
"Your silence seems to confirm the answer. Sorry for bothering you, goodbye."
After Zii finished speaking, she hung up the phone.
Her hand slid feebly down her side, her whole body seed drained of strength, barely able to stand by leaning against the wall.
It really was Ye Cheng.
He used one of his eyes to give her light.
It turned out she wasn’t just lucky enough to find a donor, that donor was the person she loved most!
Zii’s eyes suddenly blurred with tears.
She leaned there for a long ti to calm herself, then wiped away the tear stains and walked back into the ward.
Zhenzhen stayed by her father’s bedside, like a little adult accompanying him. Her soft little hand gently stroked the back of Ye Cheng’s broad hand, and she whispered softly, "Daddy, don’t be scared, Zhenzhen is with you."
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