Chapter 880

Lian Zhen didn't understand. Looking at her frowning, she was worried. "It's almost five o'clock. You started dressing at ten in the morning."

Oh, that's the time.

Inkstone when seven slowly opened the MOU, don't know how to return a responsibility, she feels her eyelid is very heavy.

Even Zhen instantaneously observed her expression, "what's the matter?"

Inkstone when seven opened his eyes, the whole person dull.

She forgot to answer Lian Zhen's question, so she looked ahead for a long time, then slowly raised her hands and looked left and right.

"Seventeen!" Lian Zhen was very worried. He went up to help her up, but as soon as the palm of his hand touched her shoulder, he heard a sentence that made him heartbroken.

"Uncle, it's so dark. Didn't you turn on the light?"

In front of her eyes, it was so dark that nothing could be seen.

Such a sentence shocked Lian Zhen.

He raised his eyes and looked at the sterile lamp on the top of his head. He leaned over the inkstone and waved in front of her. His voice trembled and asked, "seventeen, can't you see me?"

At the end of the speech, Yan Shiqi was silent.

It turns out that she really can't see.

She slowly lowered her hand, said nothing, closed her eyes again, and her heart was desolate.

How come you can't see anything on the last day.

Is God destined to make her blind?!

Lian Zhen panicked.

He shuffled out of the sterile room and rushed as fast as he could to the door of the laboratory.

Regardless of the warning of Shanglu, he smashed the door hard, "Shanglu, Shanglu..."

His shouts attracted the attention of other staff members of the Institute.

We have come out from their respective research rooms, you ask me a word.

Having known doctor Lian for so long, they had never seen him so panicked.

Xu is that Lian Zhen's shouting is too fierce, which startles the man who is talking on the phone in the smoking room.

He hung up the phone in a hurry, walked slowly, across the distance of the crowd, saw Lian Zhen frantically smashing the door of the research room.

Thirty five year old Lian Zhen, for the first time in front of everyone, lost his composure.

The man's stride is broad, and his steady voice calms the dryness in the air. "What's the matter?"

Lian Zhen looked back. There was blood under his eyes. He bit his teeth tightly and forced out a few words, "her eyes are out of sight!"

In a word, let the man all over the breath suddenly fierce diffuse.

He whirled under his feet and strode toward the sterile room.

Even... I didn't have time to change my clothes. I came in with a smell of tobacco.

On the bed, Yan Shiqi was startled by his action of pushing the door. She closed her eyes, turned her head slightly, and said with a shallow smile, "fourth brother..."

Still nothing to say!

In fact, she heard the cry of her uncle. She wanted to stop it, but she was afraid of getting hurt.

She couldn't see. She didn't dare to go down and open her eyes. She was afraid to fall down and hurt Xiao Qin by mistake.

The corner of the man's lip is rigidly pressed, pacing forward, supporting her shoulder, pulling the person into his arms, "open your eyes, look at me!"

His Adam's apple kept rolling, and his eyes poured out great anger.

Yan Shiqi leaned on his shoulder and waved at the tip of his nose with a smile, "the smell of smoke on your body is so strong."

Words fall, she opened her eyes, dark clear eyes dotted with light color, very bright, very beautiful, but no focal length.

Man's eyes, instant sink.

He tightly clasped her waist, hugged her in his arms, and forced a kiss on her forehead, "wait for me."