Beigong Cang gave a faint smile, without answering.
Lady Beigong leaned forward and continued, "Haven't you ever thought of taking her to have surgery? Even if it can't make her remember the past, at least it should allow her to see. Otherwise, and pardon my bluntness, if I were to pass away in a few years, who would take care of Lele?"
Speaking of this, Beigong Cang heaved a long sigh, "I've thought about it, but every time I think about it being brain surgery with uncertain outcomes, I don't want Qianning to take such a risk. Moreover, the doctor said she might recover on her own, that her body might absorb the blood clot itself over time. If she had surgery, on the off chance something went wrong, I and Lele..."