Chen Lie completely ignored Fat Man's words.
He frowned tightly, feeling a burning pain in his eyeball, thinking: Did I push my nail in too hard just now and poke my own eye? Or are these cheap contact lenses just bad quality and damaging my eyes?
That won't do!
He flipped over and sat up.
No matter how cheap, a pair of these daily disposables still cost ten yuan! Ten yuan can buy so much, why buy something that can ruin your eyes?! No way! I need to go to that optics store and ask!
But... my eyes are still uncomfortable, I can't open them!
Chen Lie forcefully rotated his eyeball, but there was still that sensation of a foreign object invading his eye socket.
His heart tightened, and without thinking, he quickly shouted, "Fatty Brother, Fatty Brother, come take a look at my eye, help me take out the lens."
Fatty Brother himself wore big 600-degree frame glasses!
