"Mr. Yun, you shouldn't blame yourself," Mr. Chen, a man of strong will, had drawn 1600CC of blood yet still stood upright without a hint of discomfort on his face, "Since it has already happened, we all hope for the best outcome, that the children are all fine. How is Little Sisi's injury?"
Yun Mo furrowed his brows, his face a mix of pain and worry, and after a long sigh, he said, "I'm afraid her eye might not be saved."
"What?" Upon hearing this, Qiaoqiao's body wavered. If Yun Mo hadn't immediately supported her, she might have fainted right there, "Is Sisi's eye blinded? How could this happen?"
"Don't worry," Yun Mo held her, who was going limp, and walked over to sit down on a chair behind him, "The doctors are doing their best to save Sisi's eye, but I'm afraid the outlook isn't very optimistic. However, I promise you, our little darling's eye will get better, no matter what, I will make sure her eye recovers. Don't worry too much now, medical technology is so advanced."