A series of ping-pong sounds came from the luxurious room of the villa. The servants waiting outside all had sad faces, fearing that they would be angered by the angry people inside.
Zhao Fangyun sat on his comfortable big bed, his right eye was filled with red bloodshot. He stared at the doctors who were examining him, holding a blue and white porcelain vase tightly in his hand.
The doctors operated the medical equipment nervously. They exchanged glances with each other for a long time. Finally, a young doctor stood in front of Zhao Fangyun. His face was flushed red and he looked a little pitiful.
Zhao Fangyun didn't have that much patience. He smashed the blue and white porcelain vase in his hand towards the doctor's feet. The loud noise made the doctor subconsciously shudder.
"Tell me, what's wrong with my eyes?!"
Zhao Fangyun's tone was cold, suppressing his extreme rage.
The young doctor's voice trembled, and his eyes glanced at Zhao Fangyun from time to time, and he finished speaking.
"Mr. Zhao...Mr. Zhao, it's our fault. We didn't detect any problems with your eyes..."
He wanted to say something, but Zhao Fangyun picked up his pillow and threw it at him: "No problem?! How can this be no problem?!
My vision has been getting blurrier these past few days! And you guys said it was okay?!
"But...but, according to the instrument, your lens doesn't show any pathological changes that would be seen in myopia!"
The doctors hurried to explain. They placed all the data on the instrument in front of Zhao Fangyun and explained them to him one by one.
Zhao Fangyun refused to listen. He was extremely impatient. "The Federation's medical technology is already at the forefront. Even the probability of future diseases can be accurately calculated. You're telling me you can't diagnose my eyes?!"
The doctors also looked worried. They performed the most basic vision test on Mr. Zhao and found that he could not see objects in the distance clearly. Then they tried vision correction methods, but found that no matter what they used, Mr. Zhao still could not see clearly.
In order to obtain accurate results, they directly used cutting-edge blood screening technology and neural analysis technology, but still found nothing.
It's really strange.
Zhao Fangyun was really annoyed by this group of "quack doctors", so he waved his hand and told them all to go away.
He curled up in bed and pinched his eyebrows with a headache.
There was immense hatred in his eyes, as if he wanted to tear the person who targeted him into pieces.
Zhao Fangyun was immersed in his own hatred and did not notice that a red object was floating in from the window.
Zhao Fangyun's eyes, which had been clear at first, became lifeless. He rolled his eyeballs woodenly and walked out stiffly amid the puzzled gazes of his servants.
The way he walked was very strange, his body was stiff and uncoordinated.
Zhao Fangyun walked straight onto a public hovercraft.
On the public hovercar, Feng Qingyue was wearing headphones, sitting by the window, holding a lollipop in her mouth, and relaxing with her eyes closed.
Sensing something, Feng Qingyue indifferently raised her eyelids, and her gaze fell on Zhao Fangyun who had just gotten into the car.
When she met those dull and lifeless eyes, Feng Qingyue raised her eyebrows and felt that she was at the forefront of the crowd again.
After Zhao Fangyun got on the car, he held the handle like a normal person. He kept his head down, making it difficult to see the expression on his face.
When walking through the most prosperous street in the Federal Center, a little girl dressed in fashionable and beautiful clothes came up. The girl was wearing a miniskirt with small suspenders and had a great figure.
Ever since the little girl came up, Zhao Fangyun's cloudy and lifeless eyes have been staring at her.
Feng Qingyue was sitting in a position where she could see his every move.
Seeing his abnormal behavior, Feng Qingyue slowly took off her headphones. A smile played on the corner of her mouth, and she glanced at Zhao Fangyun's strange behavior from time to time.
When the vehicle arrived at the station, Zhao Fangyun followed the crowd and came to the little girl.
The next second, his obscene and greasy hands touched the girl's buttocks.
The little girl felt something strange on her body, turned around, and slapped Zhao Fangyun on the left cheek: "Shameless thing!"
Zhao Fangyun's face instantly tilted to one side. Someone nearby recognized him and worriedly reminded the little girl, "Girl, this is Zhao Fangyun. Run quickly."
The little girl's face turned pale. Although she was a little afraid of power, she still stared at Zhao Fangyun and dialed the police number quickly with her fingers.
Zhao Fangyun was beaten, but he did not get angry as everyone thought. Instead, he turned his head mechanically and stiffly, staring at the little girl in front of him with his lifeless eyes.
He roared, and his fat hands attacked the girl's chest again. After being kicked to the ground by the girl, he got up and continued his harassment.
Feng Qingyue looked at Zhao Fangyun's strange movements, moved her fingertips slightly, and an invisible mental power detection penetrated into Zhao Fangyun's forehead.
Feng Qingyue's mental power penetrated directly into Zhao Fangyun's mental space as if it were an empty space. She saw the red threads lingering in the space.
The mental power quietly brought out one of the red threads. Feng Qingyue spread out her palm and looked at the red thread in her palm.
A drop of light blue water condensed on her fingertips, and the water drop wrapped around the red line. At the same time, the invisible mental power detection expanded outward, looking for the source of the red line.
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