Li Nanheng seemed to have choked on his own saliva because of her words. He coughed twice and raised his hand, not knowing whether to laugh or cry. However, because the anesthesia had just worn off, his body could not move on its own. He only raised his hand slightly before putting it down.
Feng Ling lowered her head and leaned in front of him. Li Nanheng took the opportunity to grab her long hair. He gently wrapped his fingers around her hair and sighed. "All is good. Even if you really shave your head and appear in front of me, you're still my wife. You can't run away."
Feng Ling chuckled and looked at his face. "The surgery was just done. No matter how small the wound is, it still hurts. Don't move. Rest well. When the postoperative recovery period ends, you'll be able to see the light again."
"The doctor said there's a high chance of seeing it in a few days?" Li Nanheng asked.
Feng Ling recalled for a moment. "It's very likely. I'm very sure."