I Became a Medical Genius in the 80s

Hearing this, Luo Anguo nodded but remained worried that it was only his perception. After all, her eyes had been this way for years; telling her now might just raise her hopes unnecessarily, heightening the potential disappointment should nothing change.

Mrs. Qin didn’t take it to heart and resumed her braiding task.

”It’s not that easy to cure,” she remarked.

Luo Anguo fell silent but continued watching her eyes, more convinced that he wasn’t mistaken.

Before long, Beisitian came over from the west room, holding her freshly penned calligraphy, intending to show it to Luo Anguo.

Upon entering, she noticed Luo Anguo silently point towards Mrs. Qin’s eyes, indicating he’d noticed the change, bringing a smile to her face. ”Once the clear part of the pupils fully reappears, vision will start to recover.”

Upon hearing this, Luo Anguo felt elated and told Mrs. Qin, ”Wife, there’s a chance your eyes might actually heal!”

Mrs. Qin felt a surge of excitement initially but now took it less seriously, thinking if it were true, results would surely have appeared by now.

”Wife, I’m not lying; the whiteness in your eyes has lightened!” Luo Anguo finally revealed what he’d been holding back for so long.

Upon hearing this, Mrs. Qin put down her work, fearing that Luo Anguo might just be comforting her, and turned to ask Luo Anping on the bed, ”Can you see if the cloudiness in my eyes is lighter?”

Luo Anping had been observing since earlier. Hearing her question, he nodded, ”It is lighter, and the color of your pupils is slightly deeper.”

Mrs. Qin appeared dazed, almost disbelieving, and turned to Beisitian, ”When the pupils reappear, will I truly be able to see?”

Understanding Mrs. Qin’s fear—fear of yet another disappointment—Beisitian concealed her smile, firmly stating, ”Yes, because these eyes have been this way for so long, initial conditioning requires more time.”

Beisitian’s words brought Mrs. Qin to silence, while beside her, Luo Anguo gently patted her hand, ”Wife, what are you worried about? If it doesn’t heal, it’ll be as before—it can’t get any worse.”

Convinced by this, Mrs. Qin found some solace. If it remained as before, visionless, then...

Despite not being entirely relieved, her mindset had improved significantly from before.

Beisitian, having taken a nap during the afternoon, started working on designs rather than practicing her calligraphy.

These recent days, she had been reviewing the various patterns given by Zhang Baoli, with a variety of types. She didn’t plan to replicate them identically, intending instead to merge them and create her unique designs.

She went through numerous attempts but was not quite satisfied, sketching and tearing them repeatedly until achieving five or six designs she was pleased with.

The final design would be chosen from these, and after several comparisons, she selected the one she favored most, applied a few more adjustments, and began to paint it onto the white silk cloth.