We agreed it was just a hug, why did you actually do it?

While Su Weile was on the phone, she kept an eye on Tang Shaowu.

So when he saw Tang Shaowu reach for the water glass on the bedside table, he was struck dumb.

He watched helplessly as Tang Shaowu's hand missed the handle of the water glass and he grasped at nothing.

Ignoring Su Jun on the other end of the phone, Su Weile repeated it again.

"Tang Shaowu, look at me."

Tang Shaowu gently turned his head and looked in Su Weile's direction, a smile that Su Weile would never forget for the rest of her life blooming on his face.

But his eyes were empty and unfocused.

"Su Weile, I can't see anymore. Not the kind of visual impairment I had before, but complete blindness."

Su Weile didn't know how she got from the sofa to the bedside; she just felt like she stumbled and bumped into a lot of things along the way.

Su Weile gently touched Tang Shaowu's face, her lips trembling, but her voice was very gentle:

"No...it's okay, we'll go to the hospital right now, don't be afraid."

Dr. Yan mentioned before that if the tumor is too active, it can compress the optic nerve, causing temporary blindness. Don't be afraid, I... I'm here, I'll stay with you.

Su Weile quickly composed herself, going to the dressing room to get clothes for Tang Shaowu while simultaneously calling the family driver, Uncle Xu, Feng Kai, and Zhou Xiaoman.

Then, while comforting Tang Shaowu, she quickly dressed him.

Even after getting into the car, Su Weile held Tang Shaowu's hand tightly.

"Da Wu Wu, we'll be at the hospital soon. I'll stay with you the whole time."

Tang Shaowu's voice was unusually calm: "If I can't see anymore, will you still stay with me?"

Su Weile said affirmatively, "Yes, I will always be with you."

They will guide you step by step, and won't let you fall just because you can't see.

They will feed you, and they won't eat all the good food and leave you with nothing just because you can't see.

"You can't see me, but I can. I am your eyes."

Tang Shaowu gave a wry smile. "Then you don't have to do anything, because you have me as a burden."

Su Weile frowned and said, "But I'm willing, I'm willing to stay with you, is that not allowed?"

You're so rich now, I don't need to go out and work to support you, isn't that great? I can just spend your money and be with you.

You take care of me, and I'll stay by your side.

Several minutes passed before the dark aura emanating from Tang Shaowu dissipated. He murmured, "Sweet talk!"

Su Weile gently hugged him and whispered in his ear, "This isn't sweet talk, it's the truth. Da Wuwu, I love you so much. Be a good boy."

The phantom sped through Jinhai Street at night.

On the other side of the city, Yan Zhengke and his lover were also rushing over. Zhou Xiaoman was driving with a frown on her face.

Yan Zhengke, in the passenger seat, was urgently contacting personnel from various departments of the hospital, making emergency dispatch arrangements.

Feng Kai's car dealership was closest to the hospital, so when he received the call, he grabbed his car keys and headed out.

After a restless, sleepless night, the Soviet troops stationed far away in the Yanshan Mountains took their keys and headed out towards Jinhai as dawn broke.

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After Tang Shaowu arrived at the hospital, just as he was beginning to prepare for the examination, his condition took a sharp turn for the worse.

Dizziness, projectile vomiting, and bloodshot eyes. Soon, he experienced difficulty moving.

The illness came on so suddenly that the on-duty doctor was completely at a loss.

Finally, Yan Zhengke arrived, and both Su Weile and the doctor on duty felt like their saviors had come.

When Yan Zheng arrived and saw Tang Shaowu's condition, he frowned, which was unusual for him.

Tell the on-duty doctor directly, "Notify the operating room to prepare and schedule the surgery as soon as possible."

I called the hospital dispatch center; I contacted them in the car just now. All our staff are in place; they just need to arrange the staff from the other departments.

Even though Su Weile had done a lot of mental preparation during this time, when the moment actually came, the immense fear instantly overwhelmed him.

The medical staff rushing by all around him became blurry figures in Su Weile's eyes. He felt like he had opened his eyes wide but couldn't see anything clearly.

He could only hold onto Tang Shaowu's hand tightly. Looking at his unconscious lover, he called out in a trembling voice, "Tang Shaowu, Tang Shaowu!"

Feng Kai and Zhou Xiaoman quickly came over and gently comforted him:

"Lele, Lele, don't do this. Let go of him first, let the nurse take Tang Shao into the operating room. It'll be alright. Let go."

Su Weile knew he should loosen his grip, but he just couldn't.

He doesn't want to let go.

Asking a question that one knows is impossible, yet still asks it.

"Can I go in with him?"

The cold voice that said "No" came from Yan Zhengke.

Su Weile spotted Yan Zhengke among the illusory figures and grabbed Yan Zhengke's arm tightly with his other hand.

"Brother Yan, you...you'll get him out safely, right? You think he'll be alright?"

Yan Zhengke looked at the boy in front of him with red eyes and, unusually, spoke patiently.

"Don't worry. I'll do my best. Now, let go of my hand, and I'll take Tang Shaowu into the operating room."

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Outside the operating room, which suddenly became busy at night, staff from various departments rushed to their posts, moving about in the corridor without even having time to greet each other.

Hans arrived hastily with his assistant, still muttering to himself in a dazed state.

"Yan~! Yan, are you waiting for me? We predicted beforehand that this activity would be a major outbreak, and sure enough... sure enough... it couldn't wait for our attack and took the initiative to strike."

In contrast to the chaos outside the operating room, the operating room was eerily quiet, with only the beeping of machines and the clanging of metal instruments as everyone prepared the surgical instruments.

Tang Shaowu slowly opened his eyes.

Yan Zhengke glanced at him indifferently while busy with his work.

"Your vision has returned to normal, right? If you have anything to say, say it quickly, the anesthesiologist will be here soon. You can only speak after the surgery is over."

Tang Shaowu smiled faintly and spoke:

"Brother Yan, you know my personality. If you predict on the operating table that I will never be able to live like a normal person again..."

Then just declare the surgery a failure! A complete failure.

I have told Attorney Shen all my arrangements, and I have left everything to Su Weile.

I started paving the way for him a long time ago. Although he can't be on his own anytime soon, he can still keep the company running smoothly.

I have carefully screened all the people around me, and they are all people who can be of use to me.

Uncle Xu and Cheng Ming from Jiangcheng will assist him throughout the process.

Ah Ming and Pei Yong will also protect him.

Tang Shaowu's eyes were filled with undisguised sadness, a sentiment he had almost never displayed before.

He paused for a moment before saying:

"But still, I need to trouble you to take good care of him for me. He's a bit simple-minded, and I'm really worried about him. Please help him with anything he needs and give him some pointers."

Yan Zhengke's face was covered by surgical scrubs, leaving only his eyes visible. These eyes always seemed cold and sharp.

At this moment, those eyes coldly stared at Tang Shaowu, and after listening to him finish speaking, Yan Zhengke's voice came through the medical mask:

"It seems you have some doubts about my title of 'Nation's Best Knife.' As for what you said, I will relay it to Su Weile. You'll apologize to me and Su Weile after you wake up."

Tang Shaowu closed his eyes and laughed. Then he sighed softly in front of a room full of doctors.

To put it clearly: "I hate doctors the most, and I hate this feeling of being at their mercy. I really hate it."

Yan Zhengke nodded slightly to the anesthesiologist who was already prepared, and then watched as the anesthetic was slowly injected.

Yan Zhengke could actually understand Tang Shaowu's feelings; in essence, they were the same kind of people.

After all the anesthetic was administered, the anesthesiologist quietly started the timer and nodded to Yan Zhengke after confirming it.

Yan Zheng glanced at Tang Shaowu.

He looked up again, surveyed his surroundings, and fixed a firm gaze on the elite team he had personally cultivated. Then, he calmly said:

"Prepare to begin surgery."