Naduo's mind finally collapsed, slid down from his seat, knelt on the ground, raised his hand, slapped himself twice, and cried and begged: "Mr. Gu, I was wrong, I will never dare to do it again. For the sake of your and my tribe, you can spare me."

Gu Haoran sneered: "The same clan? You, the Qing Tartars, deserve to call me the same clan with me, Gu?"

Lanoschue Hospital is located in the heart of Brooklyn. The hospital is not large in size, but its medical level is first-class in New York. The hospital environment is extremely elegant. Several Western-style buildings are hidden in the shade of green trees. There are long corridors between the Western-style buildings and Western-style buildings, and green grass and flowers are on both sides of the corridor.

In a western-style building on the easternmost side of the hospital, the southernmost side of the second floor is the clinic of Dr. Burns, the most authoritative surgical expert of Lannoschuy Hospital. In the clinic, Zhao Daxin, Luo Lie and the young man from An Liangtang are listening to Dr. Burns' explanation of An Zhai's condition.

"There is no doubt that his blindness is directly related to severe attacks on the head. When the head is severely hit, the intracranial tissue will not only be directly injured, but also form hedge injuries. I think this gentleman's eyeball structure may have certain problems. When the head is severely hit, the eyeball tissue will be damaged, which will cause the current blindness."

Zhao Daxin's English proficiency is average, and Luo Lie's daily conversations are acceptable, but he was confused by many medical terms in Burns's words. However, seeing the two of them being confused, the young man from Anliangtang explained the two. Although the young man understood Burns' analysis, he could not express many of the terms clearly, so he used actions to replace language.

He took a fountain pen on the table, then swung his fist and hammered it down the table. The fountain pen jumped up naturally, and then made another move to hammer the head, then put his hands in his eye sockets, screamed "bang", and at the same time, he made an explosion with his hands, "Do you understand?"

Luo Lie nodded and then asked, "Doctor Burns, then, is my friend's blindness temporary or permanent?"

Burns shook his head slightly and said, "Maybe only God can answer your question accurately. His eyeball blood is quite serious. If it can be absorbed in a short period of time, there may be a possibility of restoring your vision. What I said is, maybe, gentlemen, please forgive me for being direct."

Luo Lie only understood half of the front and back, but the key thing in the middle was that he didn't understand a word.

The young man from Anliangtang explained in time: "Doctor Burns said that An Zhai had a lot of blood stasis in his eyes. If he could absorb it a few days earlier, he might be able to recover."
Chapter completed!