"Ok."
Jiang Yu nodded but then remembered that he couldn't see her. "Get someone to bring me a pen and paper."
"There's one right here."
Feng Lin Bai grabbed a pen and a piece of paper from under the drawer of the coffee table.
Jiang Yu took it and started scribbling away. The rustling sounds of pen on paper travelled throughout the silent room.
Jiang Yu finished writing and handed the paper to Feng Lin Bai. "Here, please prepare everything for me on this list and follow my instructions. Once everything is ready, we can proceed with the treatment. After that, you'll need a month to recover."
"A month?"
Jiang Yu thought Feng Lin Bai found the recovery time too long and explained. "There's no other way. Your eyes have been injured for too long, so you'll need at least a month to recover. It will take some time."
"No, a month is very fast." Feng Lin Bai beamed. "Don't say a month, I can even wait for a year."
