"Ye! Don't worry, Director Zhang said that in a few days your eyesight will recover." The Empress Dowager lovingly held the agitated Zhao Guangye. She didn't dare to imagine, if Ye's eyes couldn't recover, what on earth would they do in the future!
The Emperor had just reached the entrance of the hall when he heard crying and talking, making his heart ache with bitterness and helplessness.
"Grandmother! Do you think my eyes can recover? Not being able to see makes me so anxious!" Zhao Guangye tightly clutched the Empress Dowager's sleeve, his eyes staring blankly, overwhelmed with fear.
The Empress Dowager covered her mouth, unable to stop her tears.
"Of course they will, didn't Director Zhang say? As long as you relax and obediently drink the medicine, you'll be fine in no time." The Empress Dowager cupped the face of the Eldest Prince, her voice choked with emotion.
"Grandmother!" The Eldest Prince could no longer hold back; he burst into tears.
