He Is Warmer Than Time

In the ward, Song Ran put a piece of gauze on her right eye. Because it was summer, the sun was usually dazzling, and her right eye could no longer withstand the stimulation of strong light.

As long as Gu Jingxing saw her appearance, his heart couldn't help but feel a pain. It was the pain he brought to her and the disaster that he caused, and he should have taken care of it.

How innocent is his Xiao Ran, how can he bear this kind of pain that his life cannot bear for him?

He approached, and Song Ran looked at him, looking at people with one eye, no matter how uncomfortable he looked, his vision would be biased. She stretched out her hand, and Gu Jingxing grabbed her hand and sat down on the bed.

Song Ran asked, "What did the doctor say?"

"The doctor said he will transplant your cornea."

Song Ran was a little surprised: "Does this kind of technology already exist?"

In the early 1990s, was domestic medicine already so developed?

Gu Jingxing touched her head: "The military area hospital has invited expert doctors from the United States to come over in the name of the military area. They will arrive in China in two days. Similar operations, there are many successful cases in the United States, you can take care of it. After the operation is completed in two days, the vision will be restored."

Song Ran breathed a sigh of relief and suddenly said: "No, no, no..."

Gu Jingxing said nervously, "What's wrong? What's wrong?"

"Cornea transplantation, then someone has to donate, right? Will anyone in China donate these?"

In those days, there were almost no cases of body donation. At that time, people were quite superstitious. Even if a person died, the body must be kept intact. No family members would be willing to donate the cornea of ​​the deceased.

Gu Jingxing comforted her and said, "Some and some, you don't have to worry about these things, eh? Everything is left to the experts, you know?"

Song Ran stared at him suspiciously: "Who is it? What is the name of the donor?"

Gu Jingxing was a little overwhelmed, and only said, "This is privacy, and the doctor won't tell us."

Song Ran shook his head: "No, no, this is not privacy, and the doctor will not hide it."

Gu Jingxing said patiently: "Maybe the donor himself asked for confidentiality."

Song Ran stared into his eyes and held his face: "Gu Jingxing, you promise me, take good care of your body."

Gu Jingxing's eyes flashed, and he dared not look at her, and forced a smile on his face: "Okay, how can it hit me?"

Song Ran cracked his head and forced him to look at her: "Even if I can't see one eye, it will have little effect. You are different. You are a soldier. You have to climb up. Maybe you will have to go on missions in the future. You have to participate in military exercises, and you have to shoot guns. Your eyes are very precious. If you lose your eyes, you lose your future. Do you understand?"

Gu Jingxing stared at her: "Your future is not as important as you."

Song Ran's eyes suddenly turned red: "Fool, you fool..."

She raised her head and kissed his lips. She shed tears while kissing. Gu Jingxing's heart twitched and reached out to wipe her tears: "Xiao Ran, don't cry, you can't cry now."

Song Ran leaned into his arms and sobbed, "Gu Jingxing, you want to listen to me, huh?"

Gu Jingxing touched her head and said softly: "Xiao Ran, I have a sense of measure. I have always been a sense of measure. If your eyes don’t accept corneal donations, perhaps both eyes will be invisible, which is equivalent to my use of one. Only one eye saves your eyes, I am willing to accept it, okay?"

Song Ran's tears flowed more fiercely: "Gu Jingxing, I won't accept it, I won't accept it at death."