Chapter 77 Finding the Cornea
In the end, no matter how slow Su Li ate, Fan Yaoming said, "Don't you want to eat these?"

"Oh, no." She sadly ate another bowl of rice.

The two of them ate the few dishes cleanly, Su Li dared not complain, who told her to be stupid, she would be timid if they were loud, and she would be obedient if they were nice to her.

Fan Yaoming wiped his mouth, just glanced at her and got up to go back to the company.

"Have you gone to the company?" Su Li asked suspiciously.

This man probably came back specially to eat with her.

Immediately, the full stomach felt less uncomfortable, and the bottom of my heart was sweet.

"Well, you have a good rest at home today, I'm leaving." Fan Yaoming walked towards the door with the corners of his lips curled up slightly, picked up his coat and went out.

Eat with her, appetite is good.

Su Li sat on the dining table, looking at the messy cups and plates, needless to say how happy she was, took a short break and went back to her room to design works.

The deadline for the submission of the draft is getting closer and closer, and she has to design the design draft as soon as possible.

Su Li sat in front of the computer, drawing the thoughts in her heart on the computer screen bit by bit.

The top floor office of Zunyao Group.

"Hello?" Fan Yaoming looked at the file, took out his mobile phone and picked it up.

Fluent English came from the other end, his heart skipped a beat, his face sank, he took away his phone and looked at it, it turned out that it was a doctor from the United States calling.

"What happened to her?" He squeezed his jaw tightly, got up and walked to the window, looking into the distance from the bottom of his eyes, vaguely worried.

Hearing Dr. Bi Duan's report, Fan Yaoming's handsome face suddenly turned pale. How could this happen? Obviously, when he left the United States last time, her eyes had improved a lot.

Until the doctor's voice came from the other side again, "Mr. Fan? Mr. Fan?"

Fan Yaoming returned to his senses and said in a deep voice, "Hi, I'm listening."

"Mr. Fan, her condition is not optimistic. I hope to have an operation as soon as possible. It is best to find a suitable cornea. If you don't deal with it, the brain nerves will be injured in the future..." The doctor's suggestion came from the other end.

Fan Yaoming frowned, and communicated with the doctor at the other end, "You guys should make preparations for the surgery first, and I will operate on her when I arrive in a few days. Be sure to suppress the condition, and I will think of a way for the cornea."

"Okay, Mr. Fan! Do you need to contact her family?" the doctor asked.

"Let's talk about it when I get to America."

After finishing the call, Fan Yaoming lowered his arms and stood still in front of the glass window for a long time.

There was a pang of guilt in his heart.Has he been too lacking in caring for her these days?

Fan Yaoming picked up the phone again and wanted to make a call, but when he saw the time on the phone, he paused and pressed it again.

Under the sunlight slanting towards the west, that handsome face exuded an aura of tumult.

Thinking of her being in the hospital, enduring the pain from time to time, his heart ached. Fan Yaoming's hands hanging by his side suddenly clenched into fists, and those deep eyes showed affection.

He had to find a suitable cornea for her as soon as possible.

Suddenly, a pair of incomparably bright and beautiful eyes, a smile flashed through his mind, and Fan Yaoming's body paused.

How could he think of her.

Fan Yaoming's face was suddenly gloomy, and his heart became even more depressed for no reason. He picked up his mobile phone and called Ling Feng.

"A while ago, I asked you to find the cornea, how did you find it?"

Ling Feng's heart trembled when he heard his cold tone.

(End of this chapter)

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