Lin’s mother’s high blood pressure surged, and she nearly fainted.
Rong Shaoze hurried to support her and asked with concern, "Auntie, are you alright?"
"I’m fine," Lin’s mother said weakly, shaking her head. Her gaze fell on Xiaocong, and her heart tore with pain.
Her grandson was truly pitiable...
Tao Hua saw their sorrowful expressions and smiled, "You shouldn’t worry too much. The symptoms I just mentioned are only possibilities. Even if they do occur, they won’t be too severe, as long as we properly guide Xiaocong, letting him gradually get exposed to society and understand society. Things won’t be too bad, and it’s possible that nothing will happen."
Rong Shaoze quickly grasped his meaning.
"You mean, we should let him go through an adaptation process, right?"
"Yes, don’t try to inundate him with everything at once. Take it slow. It might take some time, but it’s much better than causing him psychological trauma."
The others understood his meaning as well.
Lin Xinlan nodded eagerly, "We will do as you instruct."
"Everyone, please step outside. Just let his parents stay. Too many people might be overwhelming for him," Tao Hua said.
Therefore, Rong’s mother and Lin’s mother had to leave the ward, and even the nurses left, leaving just the three adults with Xiaocong.
Xiaocong had been listening to their conversation the whole time. Holding Lin Xinlan’s hand, he earnestly said, "Mom, don’t worry, I won’t be scared. Xiaocong will be alright, you don’t have to worry."
"My darling," Lin Xinlan kissed his cheek with relief, thinking to herself that her child, optimistic and sensible, would surely accept this world quickly and nothing bad would happen.
Tao Hua prepared everything, then began to remove the gauze...
Xiaocong squinted slightly, and through his lashes, he could see specks of different colors.
It wasn’t black, but he didn’t know what color it was.
Tao Hua gently covered his eyes with his hand, leaving a small gap between his fingers, and asked, "What do you see now when you open your eyes?"
"Do your eyes feel anything?"
Lin Xinlan and Rong Shaoze exchanged glances, each seeing joy in the other’s eyes.
Tao Hua also smiled, "His eyes can sense light now. I’m going to slowly remove my hand, and you’ll see a face in front of you—it’s your mother’s face. You’ll be able to see her very soon."
He slowly moved his hand away, and in Xiaocong’s field of vision, he first saw Lin Xinlan’s hair, then her smiling eyes, followed by her entire face...
Was this person in front of him his mother?
Was this what his mother looked like?
Xiaocong stared at her blankly, unsure of how to react.
Lin Xinlan watched him anxiously, and asked tentatively, "Xiaocong, are you frightened by mom’s appearance?"
After all, he had never seen anything; his mind had no concept of any physical shapes.
Would it seem weird to him that she had two eyes, a nose, and a mouth?
Would his impression of her be as astonishing as people seeing an alien?
"Mom..." Xiaocong reached out to touch her face, caressing her soft hair, and asked, "What is this?"
"This is mom’s hair."
"The eyes. Everyone has eyes. But everyone’s eyes are different in size."