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After finishing the meal, An Xin Ya said contentedly, "Although it doesn't taste like Grandma's, it's still delicious. Thank you, Brother Shouya!"
"What are you thanking me for? If time allows, I would be willing to cook for you every day."
Hearing this, An Xin Ya felt a slight tremor in her heart, her face involuntarily flushed, and she smiled shyly, unsure of what to say.
Suddenly feeling a warmth on her lips, she wanted to make a sound but was silenced by Shouya's deep kiss; she wanted to escape but was firmly held in place by Shouya's large hands. She let him part her lips and boldly explore the depths of her mouth, feeling completely overwhelmed and unable to resist…
She almost succumbed completely. With wide eyes, she pushed Shouya away and lowered her head, saying, "No! What if someone sees us? That would be so embarrassing!"
Shouya looked at her with a smile. He had truly lost control earlier and hadn't considered the situation; he had just leaned down to kiss her. Even though they had been intimate not long ago, he still missed her and craved that warm sensation and pleasure.
There was still a day until the surgery, just over ten hours left. In her dreams, she struggled against the setting sun that refused to sink below the horizon, but it could not stop the encroaching night. Outside, the autumn wind howled past, sending shivers through the heart. Late autumn was quickly followed by winter. People easily forget the past, the pain, and all misfortunes, sinking into brief moments of happiness…
"Brother Shouya, is that you?" After sleeping for two full hours, An Xin Ya slightly opened her eyes and reached out with her right hand to fumble around; she felt the familiar warmth in her palm and sensed the faint jasmine fragrance beside her.
"I'm here, Xinya." Shouya sat next to her, keeping her company because he feared that her emotions might fluctuate before the surgery.
"I don't know why, but I just feel very uneasy…" An Xin Ya honestly told him. She was truly scared; her rapid heartbeat was real, and so was her anxiety.
Shouya tightly held her hand and softly said, "This is a normal reaction before surgery, so don't worry or be anxious. I will always be by your side. This time I am the one performing the surgery; you have to trust me. I want to be the first person you see when you regain consciousness…"
"Okay!" An Xin Ya closed her eyes again and fell asleep, waiting for the next day to arrive.
The next day came; An Xin Ya had already been wheeled into the operating room. Lying on the operating table after receiving anesthesia, she felt no pain at all. Her vision was engulfed in darkness; she could see nothing before losing consciousness. Dressed in sterile clothing and wearing a mask, Shouya exchanged nods with Jagana beside him as their eyes met before beginning the surgery on An Xin Ya's eyes.
The beads of sweat clearly visible on Shouya and Jagana's foreheads testified to the long and torturous nature of the surgery, while the nurse stood by, constantly wiping their sweat.
The operation had lasted nearly ten hours, and at the moment the red light turned off, Shouya, Jagana, and the other doctors were all in a state of exhaustion. Shouya looked at Xinya, whose eyes were covered with bandages, confirming that the surgery had been successful; it was only a matter of time before they would know the results, which would take two weeks.
As the anesthesia wore off, An Xin Ya woke up, feeling a slight sting at the corners of her eyes.
She tried to open her eyes but found that thick bandages were obstructing her. She thought to herself that she still could not see anything; everything remained dark. She was well aware of her anxious feelings and understood that it was impossible to expect immediate results right after surgery.
Hearing someone open the door and familiar footsteps, she softly called out, "Brother Shouya."
Shouya, wearing a white coat, walked in. Upon hearing Xinya call for her, he quickly approached her and held her waving hand, saying, "Xinya, the surgery was very successful! The bandages will be removed in two weeks; it won't be long before you can see me again..."
"Really?" An Xin Ya felt happy upon hearing Brother Shouya's words, but her mood darkened as she hoarsely replied, "What if after this surgery I still can't see?"
"Xinya, that's impossible." He assured her that he, Jagana, and other renowned ophthalmologists had ensured a 100% success rate for this surgery. Many issues had already been resolved during meetings, and any unresolved problems had undergone experimentation.
An Xin Ya remained silent but felt deeply moved; regardless of the outcome, she eagerly anticipated that day.
Suddenly, she asked, "Brother Shouya, if it fails and I remain blind, will you still stay by my side like before?"
"Don't say such discouraging things. No matter what happens to you, I will always be by your side because you are the woman I love. I cannot abandon you. Even if… even if it truly fails, I can be your eyes and take you to experience the changing seasons. I can show you the Netherlands, the land of windmills; Northern Country; Thailand; and many other places..."
"Mm!" An Xin Ya was so moved that she felt tears welling up. If not for the thick bandages covering her eyes, she would have been crying uncontrollably.
At that moment, Jagana walked in. He saw the two of them and coughed lightly a couple of times. He had come to check on Xinya and asked how she was feeling. As a doctor, he felt it was his duty to inform her of many precautions, advising her not to worry, not to be anxious, and not to be irritable. He emphasized that patience and a positive mindset were essential for effective treatment.
Shouya could only stay by Xinya's side for a short while because she needed rest and he did not want to disturb her too much. He stepped out of the ward and quietly waited outside.
The next day, An Xin Ya woke up, still feeling uncomfortable with the thick bandages wrapped around her eyes, and there was still a slight sting at the corners of her eyes.
A day passed. Although Shouya had come to visit her, he had refused her requests to go for a walk, insisting that she stay in the ward and rest properly without moving around too much.
She had never felt that those twelve hours could be so long, so torturous, or so filled with anxiety. Sitting alone on the hospital bed, her mind was racing with many chaotic thoughts. She felt restless and recalled the conversation she had with Dr. Jiegana last night, which slowly helped her calm down.
Two weeks of waiting felt like an internal torment.
An Xin Ya did not ask Shouya to call her grandmother because she feared that if she told her grandmother about this news, it would cause her to worry and perhaps rush to New York from Las Vegas.
She hoped that on the day the bandages were removed in two weeks, she would regain her sight and could share this good news with her grandmother.
However, there was also the possibility that after this surgery, she might not regain her sight at all; darkness might still envelop her.
Often, happy times slip away so easily, leaving behind either joyful memories or sorrowful ones. At this moment in the hospital ward, there was a mix of joy and excitement alongside anxiety and urgency.
In Shouya's hopeful gaze, it was clear he longed to be the first person Xinya saw when the bandages were removed. Meanwhile, Jagana and the other doctors wore expressions that were complex and restrained.
Finally, two weeks later, An Xin Ya awaited the day when the stitches would be removed—the day she would regain light. She felt excited yet nervous, praying silently in her heart. However, she needed to maintain composure; even if she still couldn’t see after the bandages were taken off and darkness remained ahead, there was still a glimmer of hope within her. No matter what happened, she had to stay strong because at least Brother Shouya and her grandmother would be there by her side.
Jagana personally helped An Xin Ya remove the cloth, carefully peeling away the layers of bandages. Gradually, a dark shadow came into view, and everyone held their breath, thinking it would be the black pupils that could see the light of the world. However, to their surprise, when the next layer of bandage was removed, they found a pool of black bruising, a thick mass staining the white bandage, leaving a bloody pattern resembling pupils.
An Xin Ya felt a tearing sensation around her eyes, it hurt so much, very painful. She suppressed the urge to cry; the bandages that had just adapted to her skin environment were certainly not willing to leave easily, desperately trying to leave even a trace behind, like an imprint or pain.
"Miss Shinya, open your eyes slowly... don't rush!" When the last layer of bandage fell away, revealing long and dense beautiful eyelashes and slightly closed eyes, Dr. Jiegana spoke to her beside her.
Listening to Dr. Jiegana's words, An Xin Ya gradually opened her eyes little by little. As she slightly lifted her upper and lower eyelids, her slightly curled eyelashes fluttered like butterfly wings.
Next to her, Shouya anxiously watched her and softly asked, "Xinya, can you see?"
Other doctors were also waiting anxiously; everyone was waiting for one result—the outcome of Ji Tianming's surgery.
Just as she was about to fully open her eyes, she suddenly felt a wave of dizziness. Perhaps she had become accustomed to the darkness; the sudden brightness was a bit overwhelming and extremely glaring, causing her head to ache painfully.
"Xinya, how is it?" Shouya asked again, widening his eyes as he looked at her.
An Xin Ya slowly opened her eyes. At first, everything was blurry, but gradually everything in front of her became clear. First was the white walls of the hospital room, then a water dispenser at the door, and beside it was a cabinet filled with fruits and flowers.
She lowered her gaze to look at her hands and moved her fingers; there were clear lines on her palms. Then she stared blankly at Dr. Jiegana on her left, who looked at her with sincere urgency in his eyes.
Next to her was a man tightly gripping her arm—a handsome man with an elegant demeanor and an Eastern face, also wearing a white coat. He looked at her with wide eyes filled with urgency; in his deep black eyes reflected her own image. "Xinya, Xinya, can you see me?" an anxious Shouya waved his right hand in front of Xinya's eyes repeatedly.
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