After six hours of applying the medicine, Qingshan wiped the ointment around Luo Wenyuan's eyes, uncovered the fish's swim bladder, and observed the treatment effect.
Luo Wenyuan's eyeballs had shrunk back even further, and he could even manage to close his eyelids. With much of the rotting muscle tissue gone, Luo Wenyuan's eye sockets were sunken, and he seemed to have lost a lot of weight. Qingshan knew this was normal and would heal as new granulation tissue grew.
Qingshan secretly replaced the medicine that Zhaxi brought, asked Luo Wenyuan to drink it, washed his eyes, and then returned to the office cafeteria, where Fatty Hong was waiting for Qingshan to deliver the medicine.
For the next period of time, Qingshan ran between the office building and the cafeteria to continue to take care of the two people.
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Bai Hezheng walked towards the office building with his head bowed, his mind full of worries. This morning, Luo Zhentian had come to his office again and scolded him harshly, demanding that Old Bai hand over his grandson. Old Bai had humbled himself, practically kneeling and kowtowing, and finally managed to send the old man away. Remembering Wen Yuan's condition during his last treatment, Bai Hezheng felt a surge of anxiety. He finished arranging his team matters and rushed over.
Bai He was about to go upstairs when he saw someone doing pull-ups in the shade of a tree in the small playground. Their movements looked familiar. Upon closer inspection, he nearly had a cardiac arrest. Wasn't that Luo Wenyuan? That kid had the toxin in his brain, and he was still working out. Wasn't he dying fast enough?
Lao Bai quickly walked to the bottom of the horizontal bar and pulled Luo Wenyuan by his trouser leg.
"Little ancestor, are you trying to kill yourself? Come back with me!" Without saying anything, he pulled Luo Wenyuan upstairs.
When Lao Bai entered the room, he started by scolding Zhaxi:
"Zhaxi, what did I tell you? Didn't I ask you to take good care of Wenyuan? Is this how you take care of him? Is his body strong enough for exercise? Why didn't you stop him? Did you ignore my words?"
"Commander, it's not..."
"What's not? It's not yours, but it's not mine."
"yes……"
"What is it!"
"Yes, no, yes... yes, no?"
"Why are you complaining? Go back and write a self-criticism!"
Zhaxi sighed and thought to himself, you are bullying me because I can't speak Mandarin well. If you have the ability, let's speak Tibetan. He lowered his head like a frost-bitten eggplant and went out to stand guard.
"And you! You—eh? You you you you you, are your eyes okay?"
Bai Hezheng finished reprimanding Zhaxi and turned to say something to Luo Wenyuan when he saw him remove his sunglasses, revealing his almost fully healed eyes. Old Bai was completely lost in thought. Was he overworked and hallucinating? The last time he'd been here, Wenyuan's eyeballs were practically rotten. Only a week had passed, and they were already healed? Even two eyeballs transplanted wouldn't be that fast!
Luo Wenyuan's eyes were no longer bulging, and the rotten areas around his eyes had healed, leaving no scars. The only difference was that his eyelashes hadn't grown yet, and his upper and lower eyelid margins were bare and slightly red. His vision had almost returned to normal, but to be on the safe side, Chen Qingshan had him continue wearing sunglasses for a few days to avoid strong light.
"Wen, Wen Yuan, what's going on? Your eyes—"
"alright."
Bai Hezheng was getting so anxious that he thought to himself, "Aren't you talking nonsense? I've seen everything, and you still don't know if you're okay? Do you need me to tell you?"
"Ahem, I'm asking you, how did you get better?"
Luo Wenyuan took a sip of water and raised his eyebrows almost imperceptibly. He was used to drinking Qingshan's special water, so any other water he drank always tasted of chloric acid.
"A person with special abilities cured him."
"A person with superpowers? Who is he? Is he a registered one or a newly discovered one? What is his superpower? Is it wood-related?"
Luo Wenyuan took another sip of water, his face as if he was trying to keep secrets. Bai Hezheng was going crazy, wishing he could lift Luo Wenyuan upside down and shake him, so that he could pour out everything he knew! This kid has always had this bad temper since he was a child. When he encounters something he doesn't want to talk about, his mouth is as tight as a weld!
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