Chapter 59: Seeing Qu Yi

Ding Huan stepped out and saw Yan Quan sitting by the door as always.

"Teacher Ding, how is Yi Yi?" Yan Quan tried to soften her tone, but her inner anxiety was unmistakable.

If Ding Huan hadn't said not to disturb him while saving Yi Yi, Yan Quan would have already gone in.

"Yi Yi is fine now; you can go in and see her."

Upon hearing Ding Huan's words, Yan Quan rushed into the room immediately.

As Ding Huan walked toward the living room, he could still hear Yan Quan's anxious voice: "Yi Yi, why does your body feel like it's been cut by knives?"

"Mom, I'm fine," Seeing Qu Yi's voice was stronger than before.

She didn't know what was happening to her body, but when Ding Huan had her fuse the Spirit Root gene serum, her insides had burned as if on fire—probably the lingering effect from then.

"Teacher Ding, rest for a bit and drink some water," Qu Yonghe stepped forward.

Though he was desperate to see his daughter, he knew Ding Huan was her savior—he could not afford to neglect his savior.

Ding Huan waved his hand. "Uncle Qu, can you find the best top-tier surgeon—one with exceptional surgical skill, especially in ophthalmology?"

In fact, ophthalmic surgery today is nothing like it used to be.

Now there are corrective gene serums that automatically guide microvessels to grow correctly; as long as the main vessels are right, even missing ones regenerate on their own.

So for today's technology, ophthalmic surgery is merely a minor procedure.

Qu Yonghe paused, then said, "Of course—Wen Xing is one. Her surgical skills rank among the top five globally."

Wen Xing was once fiercely sought after by every major hospital, but after the Gene Beasts outbreak, the Qu family rose to power through cold weapons, so she had no reason to stay in the hospital and returned home.

Wen Xing? Ding Huan immediately remembered—the Aunt Xing who always stayed by Seeing Qu Yi's side.

"Good, have her prepare. Remove my right eye and give it to Seeing Qu Yi. The surgery shouldn't be difficult," Ding Huan said at once.

"Ah…"

Qu Yonghe was stunned by Ding Huan's words.

After a long moment, he could hardly believe what he'd heard: "Teacher Ding, you—you mean remove your eye and give it to Yi Yi?"

Ding Huan nodded. "Yes. Seeing Qu Yi's eyes cannot be restored—she needs a transplant."

"No, absolutely not."

Qu Yonghe shook his head urgently. The Qu family was not heartless; Ding Huan was Seeing Qu Yi's savior. Even if Seeing Qu Yi lost her sight, they could never use Ding Huan's eyes.

Then, as if remembering something, he added, "Teacher Ding, though our family isn't wealthy, we can still find volunteers willing to donate their eyes for Seeing Qu Yi."

Qu Yonghe believed that with enough money, someone near death would gladly donate their eyes after passing.

Ding Huan said nothing, only shook his head.

Qu Yonghe grew frantic: "Teacher Ding, if you won't use someone else's eyes, my wife and I can both donate—we're her closest kin, there shouldn't be rejection…"

"Believe me, only my eyes will work. Others won't do," Ding Huan sighed, adding one more time.

He couldn't explain to Qu Yonghe.

Seeing Qu Yi now possesses a Gene Spirit Root. Using an ordinary person's eye would lead to two possibilities.

First, as Seeing Qu Yi cultivates and her realm advances, her ordinary eyes won't participate in the Zhou Tian cycle and will eventually fail.

Second, even if the eye didn't fail, when Seeing Qu Yi formed her Gene Spirit Root, she had no eyes yet.

This means that as she advances in cultivation, her eyes won't upgrade with the rest of her body—they'll likely remain frozen in their original state.

I am a Level Two Gene Cultivator, possessing a Gene Spirit Root. Moreover, Seeing Qu Yi used my eyebrow blood to form hers, so my eyes will never hinder her.

I fused the Injury Recovery Gene into her; once one of her eyes is replaced, the other will slowly heal itself.

Just like me—I gave one eye to Seeing Qu Yi, but after some cultivation, my eye will regrow.

This is the power of the Fire Kirin bloodline Recovery Gene.

There is another way: transplant a volunteer's eye before Seeing Qu Yi fuses the Gene Spirit Root.

But I'm certain that even if I did, the transplanted eye would likely explode when she fused the Gene Spirit Root.

Fusing the Gene Spirit Root is far too perilous—that internal, searing burn would destroy any newly transplanted eye.

Worse still, if she received the eye first and then fused the Spirit Root gene, I'd have to wait at least another year before I could fuse it for her—and I have no time to wait.

Beyond these reasons, there's another hidden one deep within me: Seeing Qu Yi's eyes are the most perfect, clearest, and purest eyes I've ever seen.

If I replaced them with someone else's, would they still be as clear and untainted?

I'm not overconfident—I share Seeing Qu Yi's belief: the world is ugly, yet beauty still exists.

"But, but…"

Qu Yonghe stammered several "buts" but couldn't articulate anything.

At that moment, Yan Quan stepped out and, hearing Qu Yonghe's recounting, stared at Ding Huan in disbelief.

Seeing Qu Yi was her daughter—she would willingly give her own eyes so her daughter could see again. Even if Ding Huan were her daughter's lover, he shouldn't go this far.

"Teacher Ding, must Yi Yi truly have your eyes?" Yan Quan asked again.

Ding Huan sighed inwardly—he could feel Qu Yonghe and Yan Quan's kindness, their refusal to use his eyes.

Clearly, Seeing Qu Yi's kindness came from her parents. And because of this kindness, he had been granted two more centuries of life in the universe.

"Yes, only my eyes will work," Ding Huan gave a firm answer.

After receiving Ding Huan's definitive reply, Qu Yonghe could only follow his instructions and prepare the operating room.

…

In just three days, the Qu family had modified the operating room.

In three days, Seeing Qu Yi's aura had grown much stronger—she could now move on her own.

Qu Yonghe and Yan Quan were both astonished—Teacher Ding's abilities were truly extraordinary.

Not only had he saved someone who was certain to die, but in just a few days, she had recovered to this extent. Had her eyes been restorable, she would have been exactly as she was before.

"Yi Yi, how do you feel?" When Yan Quan entered Seeing Qu Yi's room, Qu Fei was chatting with her—about Ding Huan.

"Mom, I'm much better now—only my eyes can't see, but my body is perfectly healthy."

Seeing Qu Yi's mood was still good; though she could no longer see, she had survived—and she could still cultivate the art Ding Huan had taught her. What better could there be?

Anyone forcibly fused with unknown genes by the Gene Alliance is already impossibly lucky to have survived—what more could they demand?

"Yiyi, today Aunt Xing will perform your eye surgery. Don't worry—it's not a major operation."

Yan Quan sighed inwardly: if she told Seeing Qu Yi the eyes came from Ding Huan, Seeing Qu Yi would never accept them—she knew her daughter better than anyone.

"Ah…" Seeing Qu Yi froze. She hadn't expected her family to find eye donors so quickly.

She didn't dwell on it, only silently thanking the kind soul who donated their eyes.

After all, if she were about to die, she would give her own eyes to someone in need.

"Mom, is Teacher Ding Huan outside?" Seeing Qu Yi couldn't help asking.

She wasn't sure if it was psychological.

Before, she'd always felt Ding Huan was unrelated to her—but after he came to save her, she suddenly sensed an invisible, deep connection between them.

"Teacher Ding Huan is helping with your recovery. Rest well," Yan Quan said, her eyes slightly red. She still couldn't ask whether Ding Huan was her daughter's lover.

…

In the sterile operating room, Seeing Qu Yi, drowsy from anesthesia, felt everyone around her was hiding something from her.

It was just an eye surgery—what could possibly need hiding?

The surgery proceeded normally; after Ding Huan's eye was removed, very little blood was lost.

Even Wen Xing, an expert in surgical procedures, was astonished.

While Wen Xing performed the eye transplant on Seeing Qu Yi, Wen Xing's assistant had already bandaged Ding Huan's eye socket.

Ding Huan did not wait for Wen Xing to finish—he slung his bag over his shoulder and left the operating room alone.

Nothing more was needed from him.

Even if Wen Xing weren't the top surgical expert, any ordinary surgeon could handle this procedure without difficulty.

He had to return to Qianluo Mountain as soon as possible to cultivate—he had only just begun his feud with the Gene Alliance.

Don't be fooled by how many Gene Alliance members he'd killed—none were true experts. The Alliance's real power remained untouched.

Next, he needed to focus on cultivation and strengthen his power.

…

The surgery unfolded exactly as Ding Huan had predicted—with no complications.

After finishing the operation, Wen Xing turned around and found Ding Huan's hospital bed already empty.

"Where's Teacher Ding?" Wen Xing asked quickly.

One assistant hurried to reply, "Teacher Ding left. While you were operating, he told me not to disturb you."

"Ah…" Wen Xing immediately opened the door.

"How was the surgery?" Yan Quan asked urgently as the operating room door opened.

"The surgery was successful. Where's Teacher Ding? He still needs recovery…" Wen Xing replied quickly.

Qu Yonghe sighed beside her, "He's gone. I couldn't stop him. The Qu family owes him too much."

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