"Let's go together." Qi Rui rubbed Gu Pan's hair. Although his intelligence had recovered, he couldn't help but soften his tone, "Pan'er, don't worry, there will be a way, huh?"

Gu Pan smiled and shook his head, turned around and hugged Qi Mou tightly, "I just need Momou."

If he could be with Qi Mo forever if he lost his light, he didn't regret it at all.

"Don't talk nonsense." Qi Mo looked at him distressedly, even if he was obedient to the person in his arms, he still felt that he couldn't make up for him, "It will be cured, don't you want to see me again?"

Regardless of whether it is here or the Federation, he will definitely try his best, but he is afraid that Gu Pan will be the first to give up.

"Think." Gu Pan said softly, and slowly raised his hand to touch Qi Mo's chin, lips, nose tip, and forehead, "I want to see your eyes look like mine."

Qi Mo grabbed his palm, kissed him lightly, and looked at Gu Pan anxiously, "Yes, trust me."

The more he got to this day, the more he couldn't hold his breath. He didn't know whether these words were comforting Gu Pan or comforting himself.

"Your takeaway is here, let's eat first." Qi Rui went to the door to pick up the takeaway, opened it and gave it to the two of them.

After dinner, Qi Rui drove the three of them to the hospital together. Director Huo of the ophthalmology department was waiting in the office. As soon as the three of them came in, they smiled and said: "If the gauze is removed, there is no need to replace it with a new one. If the eyes still cannot Don't rush to see things, take your time."

Qi Rui nodded at him, and Qi Suo directly took Gu Pan to sit on the chair with a cold face.

"I didn't say don't open your eyes when you open them, remember?" Director Huo came over with a tool, picked up the scissors and unwrapped the medical tape, and removed the gauze covering Gu Pan's eyes in circles down.

"How do you feel?"

Gu Pan arched his nose, and turned his head slightly. He turned his head towards the window, "This side seems to be brighter."

"Okay, okay!" Director Huo nodded with a smile on his face, then picked up the medical flashlight and turned on the weakest setting, carefully observing Gu Pan's movements.

For half a minute, there was a dead silence in the office, and Qi Mo held his breath with a serious expression.

Obviously, Gu Pan didn't feel it.

Director Huo turned up the intensity and shortened the distance. He still didn't speak this time. Sometimes people's psychology will create a certain illusion about the patient's reaction to the disease, and words will amplify this illusion.

"It seems that there is a small white disc moving." Gu Pan tilted his head to feel it carefully, and suddenly asked happily, "Is it light?"

"Very good." Director Huo went to the bed and closed the curtains, and then said, "Now slowly open your eyes, and tell me immediately if you feel uncomfortable."

"Su Mo." Gu Pan's hands trembled a little, and a layer of sweat dripped from the tip of his nose.

Qi Mo took his hand and kissed his nose, "Don't be afraid."

Gu Pan's eyelashes fluttered a few times, as beautiful as a butterfly breaking out of a cocoon, his eyelids as thin as a cicada's wings slowly opened, and his light maroon pupils were as clean and clear as before.

"Can you see it?" Director Huo asked.

Gu Pan moved his eyes, closed them suddenly and bent down, his face was full of pain, he almost gritted his teeth and said, "It hurts!"

Qi Mo hugged Gu Pan tightly in panic, confused, "What's going on! Take a quick look!"

Director Huo was suddenly taken aback by Qi Mo's roar, and quickly waved his hands and said, "Let him lie flat on the sofa."

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