The little boy smiled and said, "I can't see when it gets dark, but during the day, I see just fine."
Ji Anning was surprised; the little guy seemed to know what she was thinking. Normal during the day, but unable to see at night—that was night blindness, wasn't it?
In the L city ophthalmology hospital, she had seen many children with congenital night blindness. They lived like normal people during the day, but at night they were blind and needed someone to lead them outside.
Even with the lights on inside the house, their vision was very weak.
This child didn't seem much older than the others, but he appeared much stronger and more sensible, which was quite heart-wrenching.
Ji Anning bent down to squat, gently grasping the little boy's shoulder with one hand and raising the other, giving him a thumbs up, "You are very strong, and also very handsome."
"Thank you, sister."
