At nearly nine o'clock in the evening, Yu Zhiming and his fourth sister walked into a coffee shop not far from Zijinyuan Community.
He saw Luo Qing at a glance, and a burgundy-haired woman in her mid-thirties who was with her.
The woman with burgundy hair also saw Yu Zhiming, quickly pulled Luo Qing, and stood up to greet him.
"Hello, Dr. Yu, I am Luo Qing's aunt Luo Ying."
"Hello, this is my sister Yu Xiangwan..."
After getting to know each other and exchanging brief greetings, the two parties sat down, and the Yu siblings each ordered a glass of lemonade.
Yu Zhiming returned Luo Qing's medical imaging films and physical examination data to Luo Ying.
"As I said on the phone before..."
Yu Zhiming said frankly: "This is a disappointment far greater than hope. The risk is not small, it requires a lot of pain, there is a long wait, and the treatment is not small."
Luo Qing clenched the coffee cup in his hand and said slowly: "Dr. Yu, as long as there is a glimmer of hope, I will not give up."
"No matter what I go through during the treatment, I am not afraid. Even if the outcome is unchanged, worse, or even death, I will not regret it."
Luo Qing said solemnly: "At least, I can tell myself that I once fought with my life to see the light again."
Luo Ying took a long breath and looked at Yu Zhiming.
"I can't help this child Luo Qing, I just try my best to support her."
"Dr. Yu, we have learned a lot about your situation from the Internet, and we know that you have also experienced blindness."
"I can only hope that my Luo Qing can be as lucky as you."
Yu Zhiming nodded and said: "Thank you for your trust!"
"As for Luo Qing's specific situation, I can only say that I will do my best to avoid accidents during the treatment process."
After a pause, he said to Luo Qing: "The first stage of treatment, surgical puncture to dissolve the blood clot in the optic nerve area, takes about a week of treatment."
"The subsequent recovery will take at least one month."
"Luo Qing, take care of your work and life matters and come to me at the Qiyue Medical Research Center as soon as possible..."
After walking out of the cafe, seeing Luo Qing holding her aunt's arm and walking slowly in the other direction, Yu Zhiming suddenly felt a little heavy.
"Sister, Luo Qing's desperate treatment this time can be said to have been triggered by me."
"I don't know if I did the right thing or the wrong thing?"
Yu Xiangwan comforted him: "Luo Qing is a twenty-two-year-old adult, and you have made the risks of treatment clear."
"If this treatment was not what Luo Qing wanted, she would not have been so decisive."
"Lao Wu, even without you, I think one day Luo Qing will find another doctor to go crazy."
Yu Xiangwan persuaded again: "Lao Wu, you should think so. It is precisely because of your appearance that the possibility of Luo Qing seeing the light of day has increased."
"I hope so!" Yu Zhiming replied with still complicated mood.
The next moment, he noticed that his hand was being held.
Yu Zhiming shook it but failed.
"Sister, there are many people around."
Yu Xiangwan stared and said, "What's wrong with so many people? When your eyesight was bad, I took you to and from school like this every day."
Yu Zhiming explained: "Sister, my eyes are healed now and I am no longer a child."
"I'm not a kid, I'm your sister too!"
As Yu Xiangwan said this, he held Yu Zhiming's arm harder.
"It's not easy for us siblings to come out at night, let's go and go shopping with me."
"I know there is a night market not far away..."
Yu Zhiming was forced to hang out by his sister.
Perhaps because the surrounding residential areas are relatively concentrated, there are still quite a lot of pedestrians on the street where the two of them are strolling.
Although the shops on both sides of the street are all small shops, they sell everything, and the most are some small food shops.
Walking from the center of the street to the corner of the street, Yu Xiangwan already had a large skewer of grilled lamb, a large skewer of squid, and a small box of crab shell yellow sesame cakes in his hands...
The night market Yu Xiangwan talked about consists of many small stalls covered by a large shed.
In the morning, this is the vegetable market.
At night, the place becomes a place filled with small vendors and street food trucks.
Yu Zhiming glanced over and found that people were coming and going, and it was very lively...
"Lao Wu, Lao Wu, look, the blind box is here!"
Yu Zhiming was dragged by his sister to a stall, where he saw dozens of identical blue paper boxes stacked on a one-meter-high platform.
The stall owner is a thin man in his thirties. When he saw a customer coming, he introduced with a smile: "Eighty-eight yuan a box, pick whatever you want."
"The top prize is Huawei's latest, market-priced Huawei mate50."
"The cheapest thing that comes out of the box, the market price will not be less than fifty yuan."
"Beauty, handsome guy, why don't you try your luck?"
Yu Xiangwan's eyes lit up and he said: "Lao Wu, hurry up and pick out the blind box containing the mobile phone. You still need a mobile phone."
Yu Zhiming reminded: "Sister, if I choose the blind box, it is cheating. It's not good to take advantage of it even though you know it is cheaper."
"Besides, there is no way there is a Huawei phone in this pile of boxes."
When Yu Zhiming said this, the stall owner was not happy.
"Handsome guy, how do you conclude that there is no Huawei mobile phone in the blind box? What I sell here are all regular blind boxes, and there is no missing product."
Yu Zhiming snorted lightly and pointed at the pile of boxes on the stall.
"There are at most seventy or eighty boxes in this pile, right?"
"If you can definitely sell that mobile phone worth more than 10,000 yuan, then I will buy all these blind boxes."
"Can you guarantee it?"
The stall owner was stunned for a moment, then he chuckled and said: "I mean that there must be that mobile phone in this batch of blind boxes, but there is no guarantee that there must be that mobile phone in these boxes."
"I'm not stupid. If I knew there must be that phone inside, would I still sell it at a loss?"
"These blind boxes have already been opened by themselves."
As soon as Yu Xiangwan heard what the stall owner said, he knew that the blind box must have been tampered with, and there was nothing of high value in it, so he instantly lost interest.
She took Yu Zhiming to wander around, and she became especially interested in the discounted clothing on several stalls that was said to be removed from the counters of shopping malls or sold at closing stores.
However, Yu Xiangwan happily picked around, but didn’t buy anything.
She finally realized that now she and her brother need to upgrade their consumption and no longer need to buy street food.
Yu Xiangwan was about to tell Yu Zhiming this, but unexpectedly found that he was no longer with her.
Looking around, Yu Xiangwan finally discovered that Lao Wu was in front of a stall selling fried rice not far away.
She walked over quickly.
"Lao Wu, are you hungry? I have half a squid and two crab shells for you to eat!"
When Yu Xiangwan came closer, he found that his younger brother was talking to the stall owner who was busy frying beef.
"Lao Wu, do you know the stall owner?"
Yu Xiangwan asked while looking at the busy stall owner. The man in his thirties looked slightly tired.
There is some sweat on the face and it is a little oily, but the facial features look quite pleasing to the eye.
"Fourth sister, this is Zhang Bai. I have told you once before that his mother is in the hospital..."
Hearing this, some of Yu Xiangwan's superficial memories were unexpectedly brought out.
The guy who cried and begged his brother to help the hospital to treat his mother who had terminal gastric cancer?
"Are you a chef?"
Zhang Bai put the fried oxhe into a disposable lunch box, put it in a plastic bag, and handed it to the guests waiting nearby.
While cleaning the pot skillfully, he replied: "I'm not a chef, I just prefer cooking."
"I'm quite good at making egg fried rice, stir-fried beef river, and fried noodles."
Yu Zhiming moved closer to the fourth sister and lowered his voice.
"He said that he originally worked in management in a company, but his mother was diagnosed with illness and had to resign."
"Now, his mother can sleep well every night with the help of medicine, so he takes this opportunity to come over and set up a stall to earn some medical expenses."
Yu Xiangwan let out a long oh, and suddenly felt deep sympathy for the man in front of him.
She said loudly: "Boss, please have one portion each of egg fried rice, fried beef river, and fried noodles."
