Chapter 480: Chapter 480 Surgery
 

Because of the anesthesia, I didn’t have much sensation, or perhaps the dose was too large—I lost consciousness for a long time.

At that time, my heart also plummeted to rock bottom.

I had already prepared myself to spend the rest of my life blind.

I held no hope whatsoever.

The surgery seemed to take a very long time.

At times I was lucid, and at other times I was groggy.

In my haze, I seemed to hear Ding Yinuo calling my name during the operation.

After a while, I began to hear Lin Nansheng and Lin Anqi’s voices near me.

“Dad, when do you think Sister will wake up?”

“Hard to say, the doctor said at least three days!”

“Having tubes all over must be really uncomfortable, right?”

“Dad… about Dr. Ding’s situation, should we tell Sister?”

“Don’t mention it, let it go, let’s not talk about it anymore. It’s too upsetting.”

Hearing their conversation, I couldn’t help but feel a bit suspicious—what happened to Ding Yinuo?

Did something happen between him and Gu Yuanzhou?

“Uncle Lin!”

At my slightest movement, they immediately gathered around me.

Lin Anqi came over and took my hand,

“Sister, how do you feel right now?”

“Uh, it’s like there’s a layer of gauze over my eyes, I can’t see anything clearly.”

“Yes, the doctor said it will take a week before we can take off the gauze. Does it still hurt?”

Lin Anqi asked with care, and I felt around a bit. There was indeed a slight pain in my eyes, but it was within a bearable range.

“It doesn’t hurt that much anymore!”

“That’s good, the doctor said the surgery was very successful!”

Although Lin Anqi and Lin Nansheng were reassuring me, I knew very well that their idea of a successful surgery was merely the successful removal of the cornea.

Even if the wounds were to heal, I would still be blind from now on.

For the rest of my life, I was going to live in darkness forever.

However, I didn’t feel too much sorrow. The previous episode of blindness had already taught me to accept reality.

Once I was fully conscious, Wenya and Jian Jing came to visit me one after the other.

Bringing me delicious food, they talked about things that had been happening outside.

Jian Jing even took special care to tell me about company matters, trying to lift my spirits a bit.

But in fact, I was very calm, with no ripples in my heart.

Gu Yuanzhou was also mingling in the crowd. Although he was silent, I could feel his presence.

He was right there beside me, standing silently, sometimes for hours at a time.

Finally, when there was no one else in the ward, I said to him,

“Prepare a white cane for me!”

He answered me in a deep voice,

“You don’t need it!”

“What, now that I’m blind, are you still going to be difficult with me?”

“Who says you’re blind?”

“Are you just trying to comfort me again? There’s no need for that, I can endure it on my own. Being blind isn’t something new to me.”

I said helplessly, and he passed his hand over my forehead and gently touched the thick gauze over my eyes.

“Stop thinking about what could’ve been. Who knows, maybe things will turn out okay.”

“Haha!”

I took Gu Yuanzhou’s words as mere comfort, so I didn’t take them to heart.

On the third day after the surgery, I was already able to get out of bed and grope my way forward.

Although my eyes were still covered with gauze, when I strained to blink, I could feel light filtering in.

It was that kind of dim light source peeking in through the edges of the gauze.

I was puzzled. Wasn’t I blind?

Why did I feel like I could sense the light source…

Although I was somewhat puzzled, I knew there was no way for me to regain my sight, so I didn’t dwell on it.

In the following days, my condition improved more and more.

Jian Jing would bring her daughter over to chat with me, the little girl babbling away as she learned to speak.

Wenya would bring a lot of delicious treats and even said that when my eyes were better, we should go play an escape room game together.

A new murder mystery game came out; it sounded like fun.

I just smiled and said nothing.

Who has ever heard of a blind person playing a murder mystery game?

But, to not dampen their spirits, I didn’t object and even agreed to their plans cheerfully.

Time flew by, and before I knew it a week had passed.

Today was the day to remove the stitches.

My friends all came to the hospital to wait.

The air was filled with tension.

Sitting on the hospital bed, in the darkness, a large hand gripped mine tightly, as if to lend me strength.

Even though he didn’t make a sound, I knew it was Gu Yuanzhou.

Wenya was cheering me on at my side,

“Ayun, your eyes will definitely get better. Just for the sake of playing the murder mystery game together, your eyes must heal.”

“Not just the murder mystery game, we sisters are going to drink, travel, and go deep-sea fishing.”

“Right, there’s a new SPA in town that’s opened up. They do amazing face treatments and the massage is really comfortable; I’m treating.”

A group of them were chattering nonstop, excitedly.

My mood was very calm.

I could clearly feel the doctor’s hands gently lifting the gauze from my face.

Layer by layer.

Strangely enough, with each layer of gauze removed, the light became clearer and clearer.

Until the last layer was peeled away, the doctor instructed,

“First close your eyes, cover them with your hands, then slowly remove your hands.”

Although I didn’t understand the reasoning, I complied.

I moved my fingers away from my eyes, little by little.

After a while, I opened my eyes.

Actually, there were no windows open in the patient’s room; they had closed them, fearing I would be stimulated, and only the light from inside the room was present.

Yet, even this soft light made my eyes sensitive, and I had to shield them with my hands immediately.

As I slowly released my fingers again, several big heads crowded in front of my face.

“Ayun, can you see me?”

“Ayun, look at my hand, what number is this?”

“Sister, can you see my phone?”

Several people waved at me as if I were still blind.

I widened my eyes, staring blankly at the people before me.

“It’s over, Ayun can’t see, she’s not saying a word. I knew it, that doctor didn’t know squat, talking about being certain of the recovery. No, we’re going to make them pay.” Wenya couldn’t contain herself and burst out first.

Only then did I speak up,

“Wenya, I can see you.”

Wenya, who had already run to the door of the ward, came hurrying back, waving her hands in front of me again,

“Can you really see? What number is this?”

I grabbed her hand,

“Stop it, why can’t I see? Wasn’t I supposed to undergo corneal excision surgery?”

At that moment, the lead surgeon walked in with a look of satisfaction,

“You’re really lucky! Originally, we were only going to perform a corneal excision, but on that day, a volunteer happened to donate a cornea that matched your blood type. So, during the surgery, we also transplanted it for you.”

The lead surgeon came over, shone a flashlight in my eye for an examination, and finally gave a thumbs-up.

“Good, the recovery is going very well!”

I took the opportunity to ask,

“Who is the volunteer? Where are they now? I’d like to visit them to express my gratitude.”