Lu Beiyuan saw a blurry light shadow, the fluorescent lamp glaring above his head.
Su Nanxing's silhouette also gradually became clear.
He blinked and only opened his eyes after a few seconds.
Su Nanxing's face that tugged at his heartstrings finally reflected clearly in his eyes.
Sure enough, Su Nanxing's eyes were even more swollen and red than he had imagined.
"Silly girl." Tears welled up in his eyes as he reached out to touch the corner of Su Nanxing's eye: "Why are you crying like this?"
"You can see?" Su Nanxing grabbed his wrist: "You can really see?"
Lu Beiyuan nodded with a smile: "Yeah, I can see. Your eyes are swollen, so ugly."
Su Nanxing laughed through her tears and punched him: "You're the ugly one!"
The tension in her heart finally eased.
The result was benign, and he could see again.
Su Nanxing finally experienced the anxiety and nervousness of a patient's family waiting for test results.
Now, finally, everything was settled.
