I listened to my sister's words today.

Jiang Ling sat on the sofa, her eyes involuntarily drawn to that corner.

In the corner of the sofa, a chubby white ball was playing with a mobile phone in its little paws, occasionally making a fox-like laugh.

Jiang Ling's eyes swept over her small figure gently, and the corners of her mouth curled up unconsciously.

Ever since this little guy came to my side, life seems to be less lonely and I smile more.

However, this tranquility did not last long.

Yun Yiruo, who was sitting on the sofa, suddenly stopped what he was doing and looked at the phone screen with a frown.

She picked up the phone hastily.

"Mom, I can't see anymore..."

She cried softly, tears threatening to spill from her eyes.

Luo's mother's voice sounded from the other end of the phone, and immediately there was an anxious tone.

The moment I heard my daughter say that she could no longer see, my heart felt as if it were being tightly squeezed by an invisible hand.

He asked anxiously, "What's wrong? What happened? Are you okay?"

Jiang Ling quickly took the phone and said in a calm voice, "It's okay, don't worry."

"There's nothing wrong with my eyes."

"It's just that she's been eating too much junk food lately. Too much high-salt, high-sugar, and high-fat food has blocked her tear ducts and caused tear stains."

"I'll do a nasolacrimal duct clearing procedure later, and the tear stains will be much better."

"After hearing this, Luo's mother heaved a long sigh of relief, and her originally tense mood gradually relaxed."

“Switch to Notes on your phone and quickly jot down these suggestions.”

Finally, the two said goodbye briefly and hung up the phone.

At this time, Yun Yiru was sitting aside, listening to the conversation between the two. Suddenly, a strange feeling surged in her heart, especially when she heard the word "unblocking", she had a bad premonition.

I wrinkled my little nose, not knowing why, but feeling a sense of inexplicable unease in my heart.

She stuck out her butt and tried to jump up from the sofa, but Jiang Ling had already noticed her movements. She reached out and easily dragged her back to the sofa.

"What are you trying to do?"

Jiang Ling asked gently but with a hint of joking.

Yun Yiruo was in no mood to joke with her. She struggled frantically, her voice almost crying, "I don't want to do this, I don't want to do this! Let me go!"

The little paws were waving around, and the soft pads of the paws were slapping Jiang Ling's arms. It was very cute but full of helplessness.

The furry little paws waved in the air, as if trying to break free, but they could not get rid of Jiang Ling's palm.

Jiang Ling didn't let go at all, but held her even more firmly.

One hand gently held Yun Yiru's little front paw, and the other hand grabbed her hind paw and quickly lifted her up.

Yun Yiru's ears immediately pricked up, and she felt nervous and a little flustered.

The little paws flapped around, as if protesting or asking for help.

"No! Put me down!"

He waved his little paws vigorously. Although he didn't have enough strength, he still looked very anxious.

His little face was wrinkled like a bun, and although he was struggling, he seemed powerless.

While comforting him softly, Jiang Ling lifted the little guy's limbs with both hands and walked towards the laboratory.

I was also filled with anxiety. Clearing the nasolacrimal glands sounds simple, but the pain during the actual operation is almost unavoidable.

She took a deep breath and tried to remind herself that now was not the time to worry about whether the little guy was in pain.

"Don't be afraid, it will be fine soon."

Jiang Ling coaxed Yun Yiru softly, trying her best to make her feel at ease.

I also thought about using anesthesia, but it was definitely not suitable for Yun Yiruo.

The body is still too fragile, and the effects of normal anesthetics on the market may exceed expectations.

Moreover, even if there is an anesthetic suitable for her, it has not been studied and perfected due to the lack of experimental subjects, and progress has been slow.

Jiang Ling didn't dare to take the risk and would rather endure the temporary pain than let Yun Yiruo suffer from the side effects of anesthesia.

However, if the tear glands of the little one are not treated in time, it will cause keratitis in the later stage and may even endanger the sense of smell.

At that time, if we want to solve the problem, we will probably have to pay a greater price.

So this problem must be solved, the sooner the better.

Finally, they arrived at the door of the laboratory. Jiang Ling pushed the door open and walked in with the little guy.

He carefully placed Yun Yiru on the lab table, his expression becoming serious. "Okay, be good, be obedient, it will be done soon."

"If you don't get this treatment, you'll really become blind, understand?"

A storm had already set off in Yun Yiruo's heart, and the comfort in her ears seemed pale and powerless.

Her sister forced her to come here, and her heart was filled with fear.

I couldn't understand my sister's behavior and just felt that everything was wrong.

The small body struggled and twisted on the laboratory table, as if protesting silently.

The tail kept swinging, and suddenly knocked over the plate full of medical equipment next to it. The glassware made a harsh clanging sound and scattered all over the floor.

Jiang Ling helplessly held down her little body while reaching for the hemostatic bag next to her.

Carefully straighten the little guy's nine tails, then tie the hemostatic bag tightly and firmly at the base of the tail.

Yun Yiruo felt a strange force restraining her, and all the strength in her body seemed to be drained away in an instant, and she collapsed powerlessly on the experimental table.

Tears were already silently sliding down the corners of her eyes. Although she kept trying to hold it back, the tears still blurred her vision.

Choking with sobs, her voice trembling, "Wuwuwu, liar...you promised me that you would never tie my tail again!"

Jiang Ling looked into the little guy's eyes nervously, feeling so distressed that she could hardly control herself.

He gently stroked the overly tight tourniquet, his fingers trembling slightly, but he forced himself to calm down.

"Don't worry, it will be fine soon."

The tension in the air was almost suffocating. Jiang Ling quickly prepared the medical equipment on the laboratory table, her eyes full of concentration.

First, take out a fluorescent test paper, put it into pure water and stir it a few times, then use a syringe to carefully drip the solution into the little guy's eyes.

I didn't dare to slack off for a moment, and always kept my eyes fixed on the little guy's eyes, for fear of missing any details.

Yun Yiruo, on the other hand, was still twisting her neck helplessly on the small lab table, shaking her head while mumbling aggrievedly: "Sister Liar, you won't talk to me anymore, wuwuwu..."

That sound, like a heartbreaking note, struck Jiang Ling's heart deeply.

Biting her lips lightly, her heart ached, but her eyes were still filled with persistence and reluctance.

However, looking at the little guy's slightly trembling appearance, Jiang Ling's heart felt like it was being cut into pieces by a thousand knives.

A few minutes later, Jiang Ling turned off the lights in the laboratory, and the room instantly fell into dark silence.

Take the Wood's lamp and shine the beam down your little one's nose.