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An Xin Ya clearly knew that the results of the examination were something Shouya generally wouldn't tell her, fearing she couldn't handle it.
In fact, she had nothing she couldn't bear. Having already endured one failure, she wasn't afraid of facing a second. If the second attempt also ended in failure, it would simply mean she was destined to be blind for life.
The surgery was scheduled for a week later, and there were still five days left until then. During these five days, Shouya did his best to stay by An Xin Ya's side, trying to help her relax.
That evening, Shouya personally took her to his private suite, where he had already brought all her clothes. He said he was taking her out and asked her to change into some clothes before driving her out of the hospital.
"Brother Shouya, what are you taking me out for?" An Xin Ya asked, sitting in the car with a vacant look in her eyes, staring straight ahead in confusion.
"I'm taking you out to eat," Shouya replied as he drove through the dazzling streets of New York City.
"Is it really that simple? Isn't it possible to eat at the medical center?" An Xin Ya said with a slight frown. "Brother Shouya, I'm your patient right now; it doesn't seem convenient to go out. What if everyone can't find me?"
"Don't worry, I've already informed them," Shouya smiled and said. Earlier that day, he had been called into Jagana's office and reprimanded for quietly taking An Xin Ya out. Jagana had made it clear that she was an important patient; if anything happened outside that could affect her eyes, the surgery would become very complicated.
Shouya hadn't told Jagana that he was only taking her to his private suite. He chose not to mention it to avoid raising any suspicions or doubts.
"Oh..." An Xin Ya nodded in realization. Unable to see the outside world, she relied on her ears to listen, her nose to smell, and her heart to feel.
They arrived at Miyoshi Restaurant for dinner and ordered several signature dishes from the restaurant.
An Xin Ya sat in her seat, slightly tilting her ear to listen to the sounds in the restaurant. For someone who was blind, being able to hear sounds from various places was actually a wonderful experience.
Shouya sat across from her and noticed her curious expression. He asked, "What are you listening to?"
"Nothing much!" An Xin Ya replied with a gentle smile and shook her head.
They chatted about various topics while eating, with Shouya trying to tell her some jokes to make her laugh, and she burst into laughter because of his jokes.
After finishing their meal, they walked out of the restaurant together.
Shouya did not drive her home but instead took her to a quieter place to sit down and rest.
An Xin Ya suddenly said, "Brother Shouya, I miss Grandma. Can you help me call her? I think she should be at home right now."
She hadn't called her grandmother in a long time, and Grandma must be missing and worrying about her just as much.
Shouya took out his phone and dialed An Xin Ya's home number. After a few rings, the other side finally picked up. He quickly held the phone to Xinya's ear so she could listen.
"Hello!?" came Grandma An's familiar voice from the other end of the line, a voice that Xinya knew all too well.
"Grandma, it's me, I'm Xinya! How are you in Las Vegas?" Hearing her grandmother's voice made Grandma An both happy and emotional; her eyes turned red, and her voice became choked with emotion.
Grandma An was overjoyed to hear her granddaughter's voice and repeatedly said she was doing well while asking how things were in New York.
The two of them continued chatting on the phone. An Xin Ya did not tell her grandmother that she had undergone surgery and that it had failed; she didn't want to make Grandma sad. Instead, she mentioned that she would be having surgery next week.
Grandma kept encouraging her on the phone, telling her to be strong and calm, among other things.
Grandma also asked if Shouya was treating her well.
She replied that Brother Shouya was very good to her, taking care of her meticulously and with great attention.
As she spoke, Shouya, who had been sitting silently beside her, reached out and held her hand. Looking at Xinya with red eyes, he knew she was feeling upset and deeply missed her grandmother, who was far away.
After ending the call with her grandmother, An Xin Ya could no longer control her emotions and burst into tears.
Shouya wrapped his arms around her tightly, comforting her as she cried beside him.
It was unclear how long An Xin Ya cried in Shouya's embrace before she instinctively realized her loss of composure. She pulled away from his arms and apologized softly, saying, "I'm sorry."
Seeing her tear-streaked face, Shouya gently wiped away her tears with his hand. He looked at her quietly, his heart moved, and unable to help himself, he leaned down to lightly kiss away the tears on her face before kissing her lips again…
That evening, Shouya drove Xinya back to the Treatment Center around nine o'clock. He carefully helped her back to her room and assisted her in lying down, softly saying, "You should rest now!"
With everything around her dark and silent, Xinya felt anxious and scared lying alone in the large hospital room. She quickly grasped Shouya's hand and said, "Brother Shouya, please don't leave me. I'm scared!"
Sitting on the edge of the bed, Shouya looked at her with calm and gentle eyes. He smiled, holding her hand with one hand while gently stroking her cheek with the other. "Don't be afraid; I'm here. Just sleep."
"Okay!" Xinya finally felt reassured enough to close her eyes. Perhaps it was exhaustion that made her fall asleep unknowingly.
Shouya stayed by her side until she fell asleep. He tucked the blanket around her again and kissed her forehead before leaving the room.
Recently, for some unknown reason, An Xin Ya had been plagued by nightmares. In these dreams after her second surgery, she found herself engulfed in darkness, unable to see anyone as they all abandoned her.
Feeling restless and uneasy, she shared this nightmare with Shouya, telling him that she had been having the same dream repeatedly, both day and night.
Shouya embraced her shoulders and gently patted them. He understood that she had been preoccupied with these thoughts due to the trauma from the last failure that left a significant psychological mark on her. The only thing he could do was spend more time with her, guide her, and comfort her. He smiled and said, "Don't think too much; think positively. Often what we dream about is contrary to reality. Maybe this time the surgery will be successful!"
"But I..." Xinya frowned and said with hesitation.
"No buts!" Shouya looked directly into her melancholic eyes. "You have to trust me, trust Dr. Jiegana, and the other ophthalmologists."
Xinya remained silent, listening to Shouya's words, but no matter what, she still felt completely devoid of confidence. She sat on a bench in the hospital courtyard, feeling the crisp autumn air and listening to the sounds around her.
At that moment, a nurse rushed over and told Shouya that Dr. Jiegana urgently needed him back at the medical center.
Shouya furrowed his brow and asked the nurse what the emergency was.
The nurse shook her head, indicating she didn't know.
Shouya stood up and glanced at Xinya. He initially intended to help her back, but she refused, saying she wanted to stay there for a while and have some quiet time.
Shouya didn't want to force her, so he let her be. He turned back and asked the nurse to keep an eye on her before striding toward the hospital.
The nurse stood by quietly watching An Xin Ya, marveling at how beautiful she was, like a stunning girl who had stepped out of a comic book. Despite her sickly appearance, she was still so lovely.
An Xin Ya sat there thoughtfully, her eyes vacant as she stared ahead. Just then, something rolled over and bumped against her feet. Curious, she bent down, her long black hair cascading down as she reached for the object at her feet—a round ball.
"Sister, that ball is mine." At that moment, she heard light footsteps approaching, followed by a youthful voice reaching her ears.
"Oh, this ball is yours? Then I'll give it back to you," An Xin Ya replied. Although she couldn't see, she could imagine that standing in front of her was a cute little girl with a lovely voice.
Indeed, it was a cute little girl wearing a white hospital gown and a cap. She had big bright eyes gazing at the sister sitting on the bench. Instead of taking the ball from An Xin Ya's hand, she reached out to touch her hair and said, "Sister, your hair is so beautiful!"
"Really?" An Xin Ya smiled and said, "You can have such beautiful hair too."
"Is that true? Sister, can I have beautiful hair like yours?" The girl's eyes sparkled like stars as she asked.
"Mm!" An Xin Ya nodded.
"Sister, what's wrong with your eyes?" the little girl asked again.
"I can't see anything."
"It's okay, I can hold your hand and take you to play. I can be your eyes."
"Great!" An Xin Ya said happily, "What's your name?"
"My name is Vian."
"Vian, there you are! Come back home with Mommy, it's cold outside, be careful not to catch a cold!" A neutral woman's voice came from not far away; it was Vian's grandmother. She took Vian's hand and left with a ball.
An Xin Ya sat quietly on the bench, listening to the sound of Vian being taken away by her mother, gradually fading away until it disappeared. The coat draped over her slipped down, and a nurse hurried over to put it back on her. She couldn't help but sigh and turned her gaze toward Vian returning to the hospital, saying, "Vian is quite pitiful. She's only six years old and has been diagnosed with leukemia. After several rounds of chemotherapy, all her hair has fallen out..."
Hearing the nurse talk about Vian's condition, An Xin Ya felt a deep shock in her heart. She widened her eyes and stared straight ahead, slightly tilting her ear as she asked, "She has leukemia at such a young age?"
"Yes, Vian's family has a history of this disease. Her father died of leukemia two years ago," the nurse said with a frown as she stood beside her. "While children of Vian's age enjoy a joyful childhood, hers is spent in the hospital."
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