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The operation was more successful than everyone expected, but Jiu'er had to continue to recuperate for a while.

Although he can see the starting point of Jiu'er's rebirth, but after this starting point, there are still troubles waiting for him one after another, and Jiu'er still doesn't know how to read.

Today is the day to remove the gauze, Jiu'er is even more nervous than during the previous operation, she is holding on to Duan Jiakang tightly and refuses to let go, "Father..."

The same is true for Duan Jiakang. The moment that made him so nervous before was when he proposed to Fang Jirong, but now the meaning is different. He seems to be able to witness the rebirth of Jiuer.

"It's okay, the operation is done, don't be afraid." The operation gives people hope, but the pain involved can only be experienced by those who undergo the operation.

Fang Jirong pulled down the curtains at the doctor's reminder, and when the ward was completely dark, Jiu'er felt the doctor's approach.

The gauze on his head was removed layer by layer, and the subtle light was something ordinary people couldn't feel, but Liu'er was different. He had been in the dark for a long time, and even a little bit of light could brighten his whole body. people illuminated.

The light leaking through the silk thread became more and more intense. Jiu'er pinched Duan Jiakang's palm, and he felt that even the breath of the people around him became heavy for a while.

Is this the charm of vision?

His senses have never been as strong as they are now. His eyes can not only see, but also hear. The light is like a bird jumping on the branch, just a little bit, completely jumping into his eyes.

Duan Jiakang was too nervous and treated Jiuer like a child, so he gently followed his back, "Don't be afraid, don't be afraid, don't force yourself when you feel uncomfortable."

Many thoughts flashed through Jiu'er's mind. Uncovering the gauze was a long process, and he felt that it was far more difficult than performing an operation. This was not a deep sleep after anesthesia, but a torment he personally experienced.

His curiosity was also magnified infinitely at a moment, he was curious about everyone's looks, doctors', nurses', Duan Jiakang's, Fang Jirong's, and of course his own.

When the gauze was completely removed, everyone in the dark room was staring at Jiu'er. For the first time, Jiu'er experienced the strong gaze received visually.

The doctor asked softly, "How do you feel now?"

The figure in Jiu'er's vision was still a little blurry, and he had some difficulty trying to open his eyes.

He nodded dumbly, at this moment Jiu'er suddenly couldn't speak, he wanted to express that he could see that he was fine.

The doctor said again: "You are not used to it yet, so don't force it."

Jiu'er's eyes were slightly strained, and tears would flow unconsciously in both eyes.

Duan Jiakang turned Jiu'er's head, "Can you see it? Jiu'er."

"Father..." Jiu'er reached out and touched Duan Jiakang's cheek. It turned out that Duan Jiakang looked like this, with deep-set eyes, a high nose bridge, and sharp edges and corners.

Jiu'er didn't know what kind of appearance a grown man should have, he was instinctively curious.

Just speaking softly will cause Jiu'er's facial features to tremble, and tears will drip down uncontrollably.

Duan Jiakang said anxiously: "Don't open your eyes, take a break."

Probably dazzled by joy, Duan Jiakang was a little confused, but Fang Jirong asked, "Jiu'er's eyes are very bloodshot, is this okay?"

"It's okay, it'll go away in a few days, and I don't use my eyes recently. The acupuncture you contacted Mr. Fang can also start recently."

Fang Jirong had to worry about recuperation in the later stage, so he followed the doctor out of the ward.

In the room, after listening to Duan Jiakang's words, Jiu'er closed his eyes tremblingly. After an operation, his eyes seemed to be his, and he was a little out of control.

But the curiosity in her heart was not satisfied, Jiu'er squinted her eyes clumsily, and could see subtle lights and blurred shapes.

"I didn't see clearly..." Jiu'er still couldn't control his expression when he was happy, and couldn't hide the secret joy on his face.

Duan Jiakang lifted Jiu'er's chin and wiped away his tears, "There's plenty of time to see clearly, don't worry."

"Hmm..." Jiu'er agreed, but the excitement was hard to suppress, "Can I open my eyes?"

Duan Jiakang was amused. He couldn't use his knees, so he couldn't carry Jiu'er to the toilet to look in the mirror. He could only take out his phone and switch it to selfie mode.

"have a look."

The appearance of the person on the phone is very delicate, Jiu'er shrank his neck, and the person in the camera can only see his forehead, and he stretched his neck to take a sneak peek, and involuntarily took the phone in his hand.

It turned out that he looked like this, he repeatedly compared the appearance of himself and Duan Jiakang, there were too many differences.

It suddenly occurred to him that a long time ago, he had also explored Ren Kuan's appearance, which was also exceptionally sharp and sharp-edged. Jiu'er didn't know how big the difference between people was.

Although he had never seen a mobile phone, he knew that this was Duan Jiakang's phone.

At this moment, he wanted to tell Ren Kuan the news he could see, all the joy and longing were almost unbearable.

He raised his head and asked Duan Jiakang, "Dad, can I make a call?"

Duan Jiakang knew what Jiu'er was thinking, but before Jiu'er went back, he said softly: "Don't call, can we send text messages? What do you want to say, Dad will help you type."

Jiu'er is a little clever, but the slight expression can't escape Duan Jiakang's eyes, "Can I call Aunt Rui?"

Duan Jiakang smiled, "Okay."

Knowing that today is the day for Jiu'er to pick gauze, Wang Rui was not surprised when she received a call from Jiu'er, and she could hear the little thing's excitement from her words.

Having just undergone an operation, don't be overjoyed or sad. Wang Rui rejoiced and said restrainedly: "Don't be embarrassed, you just got cured, so don't keep your eyes open all day to show off, get more rest."

After hanging up Wang Rui's phone call, Jiu'er was still coy, Duan Jiakang asked, "Are you still sending text messages?"

"Want to post..."

Duan Jiakang opened the text message interface, "What do you want to send, Dad will help you."

The great joy that Jiu'er most wanted to share with Ren Kuan, "Just send it, Brother Kuan, I can see it now."

Duan Jiakang was noncommittal, Brother Kuan didn't use the title, he just typed the second half of the sentence, and then quietly pulled Ren Kuan's number into the blacklist.

The illiterate Jiuer asked naively: "Will he reply the message? If he calls me back, can I answer it?"

Duan Jiakang didn't blush at all, "Whether he comes back or not..."

Before he finished speaking, the caller ID showed an unfamiliar number with no notes. Duan Jiakang raised his eyebrows, let go of Jiuer, and lied first-rately. "It must be the company's business. I'll answer the call."

The moment Duan Jiakang closed the door of the ward and connected the phone, Ren Kuan's anxious voice sounded, "Jiuer? Is that you?"

Duan Jiakang hung up very quickly, and even turned off his mobile phone. He just wanted to confirm if it was Ren Kuan, and it was Ren Kuan, so it was necessary to continue what he said later.

He returned to the ward with a normal expression, and Jiu'er said understandingly: "Father, are you busy?"

"Small matter, I haven't finished talking to you just now." He pinched Jiu'er's cheek, "You don't care if he responds to your message, you can send it if you want, Dad will help you."