Six months later…
In the ward of a renowned ophthalmology hospital in the United States, after the final phase of recovery treatment.
Gong Ye finally reached the moment of removing the bandages.
He held his breath quietly.
In the three and a half years of blindness, he had always lived in his own dreams.
Because he couldn't see, everything in his world became vague and illusory, dreams and reality blended into each other, and he couldn't distinguish what was real from what was not.
Without the scrutiny of eyes, it was hard to discern everything in his world.
But all of that was going to end today.
The air was filled with the scent of disinfectant, and in his ears was the sound of the doctor removing the bandages.
Amplified in his ears.
After losing his sight, his hearing became particularly sharp for a time.
The bandages were removed layer by layer.
He stretched out his ten fingers, placing them beneath his eyes.
