Zhuo Zhengxiu touched Zhuo Junyi's head and nodded, to have confidence in his son.

About an hour later, dozens of experts were discussing.

The blood clot in Zhuo Junyue's brain has shrunk a lot, and the risk of craniotomy has been greatly reduced.

However, there are certain risks associated with surgery.

Moreover, it is a craniotomy, and no one is 100% sure.

Zhuo Junyue stood aside and listened to the experts studying, thinking a little.

Zhuo Zhengxiu listened that the success rate of the operation had now increased to 80 percent.

His brows were still furrowed, "Can't the success rate of the operation be improved?" ”

If he could, of course he didn't want Zhuo Junyue to take a risk.

"Mr. Zhuo, now the blood clot in Young Master Zhuo's brain has shrunk a lot, and all the locations are not so dangerous. The success rate of this type of surgery is already very high. ”

Zhuo Zhengxiu still hesitated, and couldn't make a decision, after all, there was only one son.

Zhuo Junyue stood up suddenly, he had had enough of the pain of blindness during this time.

"Dad, let's have surgery."

Zhuo Junyue rarely calls him 'Dad' like this, which really makes Zhuo Zhengxiu a little unaccustomed.

"But son, I'm not worried about letting you take that risk."

"Now the success rate of the surgery has increased to 80 percent, which is much better than expected, and I want to regain my light."

Moreover, he really wanted to see if that little thing looked as cute as he imagined.

"Okay, I'll let the doctor arrange it."

Zhuo Zhengxiu patted him on the shoulder, his son is taller than him, I believe he will definitely be able to pass this hurdle.

Zhuo Junyue didn't stay in the hospital for long, and went back to the villa directly.

Zhuo Zhengxiu was not at ease, so he personally learned about the details of the operation.

Suning Yan was in the villa, and he hadn't had lunch yet, and when Zhuo Junyue was away, this manor was really ridiculously big.

Even the flowers in the garden outside, no matter how bright they bloomed, she was not in the mood to look at them.

I don't know what Zhuo Junyue's examination results are, can his eyes recover?

The car drove in from the gate of the manor, and Suningyan heard the movement and hurriedly ran out of the living room.

Zhuo Junyue hadn't gotten out of the car yet, and Suningyan had already run to the door of the car and opened the door for him personally.

"Little Uncle ......"

Zhuo Junyue touched Suningyan's hand at once, got out of the car, and still hugged her comfortably.

"Little uncle, you haven't eaten lunch yet, and I haven't eaten yet."

"Why don't you eat it? Are you waiting for me? ”

He really said it, she was really waiting for him, but Suningyan wouldn't admit it.

"It's a bit hot and I don't have an appetite."

This reason is lofty enough, right? Doesn't she mean to wait for him?

"I'll let Sister-in-law Xia get some sour plum soup later."

Hearing him say this, Suningyan was a little surprised in his heart, it was rare for him to be so considerate.

"Little uncle, how are the results of the examination? When can your eyes see? ”

She didn't accompany him, and she was actually worried about it all the time at home.

Zhuo Junyue sat down on the sand, and Steward Lin had already gone to instruct the servants to prepare lunch.

"Well, I guess I'll be ready for surgery next week."

When Su Ningyan heard the word surgery, her brows furrowed, "Little uncle, will there be any risks associated with surgery?" Can't you do it if you don't do it? ”

Moreover, didn't the doctor say before that it is very risky to do surgery?

"The success rate of the operation has increased to 80 percent, and I estimate that after the operation, I will be able to see what you look like."

After speaking, Zhuo Junyue stretched out his hand and pinched her face. ()

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