"How can you not be in a hurry? More than half a year has passed!" Old Mrs. Sikong widened her eyes, "Isn't Cheng Yuanming a master of medicine? Why can't you even handle a small medicine? Jing Lue, please call the grandma.
Give Xia Dongye and ask him to come over immediately. I want to ask him personally, what is your mother's eyes going on!"
Speaking of his mother's eyes, Jing Lue immediately climbed down Haiyue's knees, ran over, grabbed the phone on the low cabinet, and pressed Xia Dongye's mobile phone number.
After the phone was connected, Jing Lue did not give Xia Dongye a chance to speak and yelled at the microphone, "Uncle Xia, grandma said she wanted to see you if she had something to do, so she told you to come over to see her right away!"
"Jingluo! How can you be so rude to Xia... Uncle?" Jingluo's words made the corners of his eyes twitch unnaturally.
She didn't expect that her great-grandson would just repeat what she said to Xia Dongye. She was a little embarrassed and apologized to Xia Dongye.
"But grandma, you asked me to call Uncle Xia to get over!" Jing Lue was puzzled. It was obvious that it was what the grandma said himself, so why did he say he was rude now?
Old Mrs. Sikong was speechless after a moment of embarrassment.
Seeing this, Haiyue quickly spoke out to smooth things over. "Jing Lue, after notifying Uncle Xia, he hung up the phone and came to his mother's side."
"Yeah." Jing Lei nodded, said goodbye to Xia Dongye, put down the phone and ran back to Haiyue.
About five minutes later, Xia Dongye knocked on the door and came in.
What Jing Lue said to Xia Dongye on the phone just now not only made the scene a little awkward, but also made the old lady Sikong's anger suddenly faded, and she completely lost the momentum she had just now.
When facing Xia Dongye, she couldn't speak for a long time.
"Grandma, Jingluo said you have something to do with me?" Xia Dongye smiled and closed the door, walked to the old lady Sikong, with his natural expression as if he had not heard the words just now.
Old Mrs. Sikong blushed for a long time before speaking softly, "When will Haiyue's eyes be cured?"
"This..." When talking about this, Xia Dongye's smile instantly curled, and his expression became a little solemn, "There is no news from the teacher yet."
"No news yet?" Old Mrs. Sikong's tone rose up again in an instant, "It's been more than half a year! Is Cheng Yuanming seriously studying it?!"
Xia Dongye was silent.
He couldn't find a word to answer Mrs. Sikong because the progress of the mentor was not only slow, but also stopped because he was stuck in a certain link.
Everything shows that the teacher's research will not be able to produce results in the past two years.
Xia Dongye was worried that if he told this matter out, it would affect the emotions of Haiyue and old lady Sikong.
But he didn't want to perfunctory them, so he simply shut up and stopped talking.
The room fell into silence for a moment.
Feeling the low pressure Jing Lei couldn't help but grab Haiyue's hand.
"Grandma, this matter is unhurried. Professor Cheng and the others have worked very hard." Haiyue quickly spoke out to break the atmosphere that was about to suffocate.
"But..." Old Mrs. Sikong wanted to say something, but when she saw Xia Dongye showing guilty eyes, she didn't know what to say for a moment.
She was angry and turned the wheelchair with one hand and headed towards the door.
"Grandma? Where do you want to go?" Xia Dongye hurried forward to support her.