After confirming that He Jiaming was still alive, Situ Qinglang began to notice his problems.

Since he was rescued, a month has passed, and his headaches have not improved, and he always has attacks from time to time.

At first, he could bear it, and He Jiaming's incident also made him ignore his feelings intentionally or unintentionally, but when he was having dinner with his sweetheart a few days ago, something happened that made his heart that was not stable hang again.

When he was picking up vegetables, he stretched out his chopsticks to sweetheart to make a braised duck for her own food.

Situ Qinglang is extremely picky about eating, unless it is a last resort, he will not eat animal offal, but the little sweetheart loves to eat, chicken liver, duck heart, chicken gizzard are her favorites, sometimes on a whim she will even run to eat stew, so sometimes, he will laugh at her for being a trash can, and pour everything into her stomach.

But at that time, I don't know what's wrong, his eyes seem to be blurry suddenly, and the chopsticks go straight to the plate of duck hearts.

No one with a discerning eye would be able to see the difference between these two dishes, but he was so wrong that the blurred vision at that moment made him care so much that he even forgot the order in which the previous meals were placed.

"Hey, you suddenly want to eat duck hearts?" Sweetheart asked curiously, not knowing what was going on in Qinglang.

Situ Qinglang shook his head, his heart suddenly felt as heavy as a piece of lead, and he calmly picked up one and put it in the sweetheart bowl: "For you to eat, I haven't given you vegetables for a long time." ”

The sweetheart is simple, so naturally he didn't think crookedly, but Situ Qinglang couldn't help but notice this phenomenon that made him care.

This was followed by when he brushed his teeth the next morning, when the blurred vision returned, and he suddenly failed to see himself in the mirror.

He knew very well that this was by no means a problem of myopia, he had good eyes, he shot accurately, and he never had to worry about being short-sighted, so he thought of the moment when he was smashed when he was saving people, when he had a big bruise on his head, and the sweetheart helped him apply it for a long time before the lump disappeared.

At that time, he did a hasty examination, although it was not detailed enough, but it ruled out the possibility of some sequelae, he was busy looking for He Jiaming, so he completely forgot about it, could it be that the last collision caused some problems?

Situ Qinglang was not at ease, but he was relieved to see the news that Sweetheart was still alive, and he said that he didn't want Sweetheart to worry anymore, so before going to the army, he went to the military hospital himself for a detailed brain examination.

Three days later, he got the test report from the doctor.

The result shocked him, and made the doctor shake his head-

He did have a bruise in his head because of the accident, fortunately the bruise did not cause serious damage, but unfortunately, the congestion compressed the optic nerve, and it is only a temporary blurred vision at the moment, but if it is allowed to develop, it is likely to cause blindness.

Situ Qinglang was like being struck by lightning, even if he was an iron-blooded special soldier, he didn't react for a while at that time, and there was only one thought in his mind, "It's over, what about the sweetheart"?

"Can it be operated?" he asked the doctor.

The doctor looked at the CT results of the brain and shook his head, pointing to him and saying, "The risk of surgery is too great, the congestion is too close to the optic nerve, and it is difficult to control, if it has been adhered to the optic nerve, we are not confident that it will be 100% accident-free when it peels off, and you may be permanently blind at that time." ”

Situ Qinglang's hand trembled, and he suddenly reached into his pocket, irrepressibly wanting to smoke a cigarette, but found that he had quit smoking a long time ago.

"How long can this last without surgery?" he asked, forcing himself to compose.

"It's hard to say, the current situation is that every time the blood flows through here, there is a risk that it will not pass through, and if it is really allowed to develop, I think at most three years, not only your eyes, but also that part of your brain will be at great risk, so you - you have to decide whether to have surgery or die. The doctor smiled bitterly, "Qinglang, to be honest, I feel a little jealous of the talent, you can tell me, I will do everything possible to save your eyes." ”

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