Chapter 272 - 48_3

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Chapter 272: Chapter 48_3Alii settled down again. Unable to enjoy the scenery or read, Li Zhiyuan began to daydream. Fortunately, it wasn’t long before he noticed the girl sitting down beside him. He sniffed, the scent of osmanthus—it should match a bright yellow garment skirt. seaʀᴄh thё NôᴠeFire.ηet website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality. "Alii, let’s play chess." The girl held his hand tightly and pressed it. Li Zhiyuan raised his hand, drew a frame in front of them, and pointed in the middle of it. Then the girl also held his hand and pointed at another spot. The two of them started playing Go in front of the empty space. While they were playing, the sound of a tricycle came from downstairs—Grandmaster was back. Aunt Liu asked, "How about Binbin and Run Sheng? Why didn’t they come back with you?" "They’re at the police station, assisting with the investigation. This time we found five bodies, hehe, quite a profitable job." Li Sanjiang entered the house, intending to take a shower first and also to check on Little Yuanhou. Li Zhiyuan didn’t hide; after all, living under the same roof, his eye condition couldn’t possibly be kept from Grandmaster. Seeing his great-grandson’s eyes covered, Li Sanjiang almost lost his soul, rushed forward, and hugged the boy, ignoring the formidable Alii nearby. Li Zhiyuan kept holding Alii’s hand, ensuring she wouldn’t burst out. However, he also felt that the girl’s repulsion toward strangers had diminished a lot this time. Soon, Aunt Liu also hurried up, explaining to Li Sanjiang that Xiao Yuan had contracted an eye disease and had already been treated with medicine. It wouldn’t take a month for a full recovery without any complications. But Li Sanjiang directly cursed: "Damn it, my boy’s eyes are no trivial matter! Why didn’t you tell me earlier!" After his rant, he carried the boy downstairs and headed to the village clinic. Zheng Datong checked and shook his head. Li Sanjiang then took Li Zhiyuan on the tricycle to the health center. After spending half the day at the community health center, the doctors didn’t find anything definitive and couldn’t even determine the specific cause. Li Sanjiang immediately took Li Zhiyuan out of the hospital and took a bus to the city hospital for a full day’s examination, still without any conclusive results. Li Zhiyuan comforted Li Sanjiang while also trying to convince him to give up, repeatedly saying his eyes would be fine soon. He initially thought this would make Grandmaster stop. To his surprise, Grandmaster took him from Nantong to Shanghai. This was Li Zhiyuan’s first time on a ferry and his first visit to the most prosperous city on the mainland. Unfortunately, he couldn’t see anything, and most of the time, all he heard was the noise of engines and horns. Li Sanjiang had been to old Shanghai, but that was before the founding of the country. Now, he was no different from an ordinary rural elder entering the city. However, Grandmaster wasn’t shy or dull; he would proactively ask for directions accurately. Along the way, the sight of a white-haired old man accompanied by a blindfolded, handsome boy was just too classic and too pitiable. Thus, the motorbike drivers they rode with voluntarily refused to take money, the small motel owner secretly shoved the room fee back to them, and the breakfast shop owner from Shanxi gave them free breakfast. Even when the grandfather and grandson were eating their yellow buns on the hospital stairs during lunchtime, they met a professor just coming downstairs. The old professor let them jump the queue, brought in doctors from several departments for a consultation, and finally concluded that it was a neurological issue affecting the eyes, and that rest without stress was needed. He also reassured Li Sanjiang that possibly in a month or two, the boy’s vision might gradually return. This type of neurological issue is currently a global challenge with no surgeries available in the hospital, so they were only prescribed some medications. The professor also left his personal contact, instructing them to return directly to him if there’s no improvement in two months. Li Sanjiang thanked the doctor profusely. After leaving the hospital with Li Zhiyuan and stepping into the small alley next door, Li Sanjiang burst into loud tears. "Little Yuanhou, it’s all Grandmaster’s fault for being useless, I don’t have the means to take you abroad for treatment!" All the repression along the way finally erupted at this moment, with Li Sanjiang kneeling on the ground, crying like a child. Hearing this, Li Zhiyuan also wanted to cry, but searching his heart, he couldn’t find any sorrowful emotions. He could cry, but now he didn’t want to pretend. He could only hold Grandmaster’s head closer to his face while starting to despise himself for such feelings. From then on, Li Sanjiang finally stopped seeking doctors and began the return journey home with Li Zhiyuan. During the bus ride home, Li Sanjiang was writing and sketching in a notebook. "Little Yuanhou, once your eyes are better, let’s make another trip to Shanghai. We at least have to bring some special local products to thank these people." Grandmaster made sure to keep contact details of everyone who had helped them, recording them in the notebook. Before going to Shanghai, Li Zhiyuan tried to dissuade Grandmaster by saying their family couldn’t afford to go to Shanghai for treatment. But Li Sanjiang patted the passbook in his pocket, saying there was enough money. Ding Dalin had already paid the village with the lease money for the grounds, but only a down payment had been made for planting the trees. This startled Li Zhiyuan; he knew that the entity buried under the fishpond hadn’t entirely dissipated yet. If the peach trees weren’t planted soon, there was a chance they might have to dig up and settle the matter anew.

Chapter 272 - 48_3

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