"Doctor, can't you really change a p eye?"

lying on the bed, Tang Jianxiong looked at the doctor with a snivel and tears, pleading.

"I'm very sorry, Mr. Tang Er, we have tried our best, er, for your ass Alas, there is nothing we can do. "

the doctor standing by sighed helplessly.

"forget it, Xiong Er, just let it be. Without p eyes, there will be no P eyes..."

but Tang Zhenguo, who was also standing in front of his bed, was already in tears. Now his son has been blinded. Can he not be depressed or sad?

"Dad, what do I do when I poop?"

at this time,...