Reborn Aristocrat: Oppressing

Di An’s mother was so gentle. The tears that she had tolerated for so long fell silently.

Di An liked photography so much…

What could he do if he was blind?!

Grief filled the room.

The doctor checked Di An’s eyes and then his body. After doing all that, he gestured to Di Hong, and the two of them left.

Just as they left, Di Hong could not help but ask, “How’s my son?”

“After the checkup, your son’s other injuries are almost normal. Even his arm, which is severely injured, has some feeling. Although it’s fractured, he’ll recover after a while. But his eyes might go blind.”

“Is it the pressure of the blood clot?” Di Hong tried his best to remain calm.

“Yes, there’s nothing wrong with his pupils, and his eyes don’t seem to be hurt. Our initial conclusion is that it’s caused by the blood clot in his brain.”

“Then, can you remove the blood clot?”

“Not at the moment. It’s too tightly packed, and there’s too much pressure on his nerves. If we forcefully remove it, it might damage his other nerves, so we’ll observe him for a while. It might disperse on its own later on, so naturally, his eyes will recover on their own,” the doctor said and then sighed. “But this is all in the ideal state. We can only wait to see the patient’s recovery. Of course, if there’s no sign of improvement at all, we’ll recommend the patient for brain surgery later on.”

Di Hong felt uncomfortable and said heavily, “Thank you, doctor.”

The doctor nodded and left.

Di Hong returned to the ward.

Everyone was gathered around Di An.

Wen Qing grabbed Di An’s hand, and her body was shaking as she held back her tears.

Di An was still comforting her.

Di An was always like this. His forbearance made his heart ache.

It had to be said that he liked Di An more than Di Yi.

Disregarding everything else, Di An was still the son of his favorite woman, Wen Qing.

After so many years, he had finally managed to get married to Wen Qing. As the saying goes, love your house and your crow[1]. Di An was sensible and smart. In the past, he had held high hopes for Di An and had even thought of handing over the Di family business to him. However, Di An had rejected him, saying that he would let Di Yi take over and that he was not interested in doing business.

In the end, he did not force Di An.

He would let him be.

He had finally gotten him to return to the country recently and had heard that he would leave after Di Yi’s wedding.

He felt that his two sons were of two extremes.

“Di An,” Gu Xin called out.

Di An turned around but could not see Gu Xin.

Gu Xin looked at his confused expression and his injuries. “I’m sorry, Di An.”

Di An smiled.

Gu Xin looked at his smile and teared up uncontrollably.

Di Yi kept hugging her to comfort her.

“I’m sorry, Di An…” Gu Xin apologized, not knowing what else to say.

His eyes were so beautiful, and he loved photography so much.

If he could not see in the future, how was he to take photos?

“Gu Xin,” Di An said. The anesthesia had worn off, and he seemed especially sober.

“Mm-hm.” Gu Xin nodded.

“Can you marry me now?” Di An asked.

The moment he said that, the entire room seemed to be shocked.

Gu Xin looked at Di An in disbelief.

[1] A Chinese idiom that implies love for your dog under your roof