When Her "Death" Couldn't Break Him

Chapter 952 Blind Or Intellectually Disabled

“Nathaniel, I’m absolutely certain it’s due to that piece of glass. Now we need to schedule the surgery, bur this operation could carry significant risks,” said Zachary, sitting down.

Nathaniel asked, “What risks?”

“The location of that glass fragment is particularly precarious, surrounded by numerous brain nerves,” Zachary said, concern etched on his face. “If the surgery isn’t executed flawlessly, you could end up with cognitive impairment.”

This was precisely why he had hesitated to remove the foreign object despite having seen it clearly before stitching up Nathaniel’s wound. Brain surgery requires immense precision; even the smallest error could. result in a lifetime of suffering for the patient.

Nathaniel fell into a lengthy silence. “How confident are you?”

“Less than half. Zachary sighed.

It wasn’t that he doubted his skills; he was sure that none of the surgeons in the country could be as confident as him.

Nathaniel did not make a decision immediately.

People suffering from cognitive impairment, in simpler terms, could be referred to as fools. Though Nathaniel was blind, his mind remained sharp. He could still earn a living, providing for Cecilia and their children, ensuring they never lacked for anything. But if he were to lose that clarity, the consequences would be unimaginable.

“I need more time to think,” replied Nathaniel.

“You need to act fast,” Zachary added. “The longer the fragments remain in the brain, the lower the chances of a successful surgery.”

“Understood.” Nathaniel paused for a moment before he added, “Remember, don’t share this with anyone.”

“Got it.” Zachary nodded.

Only then did Nathaniel leave the treatment room.

Mason, waiting outside, approached to lead the way for Nathaniel upon seeing him come out. “Mr. Rainsworth, your injury is fine now, right?”

Nathaniel, not wanting him to worry, said, “Yes, it’s completely healed now.”

“That’s a relief. Shall we head to the company now?”

“Mm–hmm.”

Mason and Nathaniel exchanged a few words on their way out of the hospital.

After getting into the car and heading to the office, Nathaniel was distracted for the whole day.

His head began throbbing with a dull ache again as he stood atop the tall building.

Unconsciously, he picked up his phone and told the voice assistant to dial Cecilia’s number.

Cecilia was still at work. “What’s going on?”

The words were on the tip of Nathaniel’s tongue, but he changed his mind and asked, “How was work today?”

“It was quite good.”

Ever since Cecilia secured the contract from Aubree yesterday, the secretaries began to regard her with newfound respect.

“That’s good.”

“Is there something you need?” Cecilia was engrossed in perusing the documents.

Nathaniel’s Adam’s apple subtly bobbed as he said, “Nothing.”

“I’m hanging up now.”

Wait a moment!” After a long silence, Nathaniel couldn’t help but ask her, “Cecilia, may I ask you a question?”

Cecilia found it odd, wondering what he needed to ask her. “What is it? Just tell me.”

“Which do you think is worse: being blind or intellectually disabled?” Nathaniel asked earnestly.

What kind of problem is that?

Cecilia paused, puzzled by the question. After a moment of reflection, she replied, “Honestly, neither situation is ideal. If I had to choose, it’s difficult to say. The visually impaired can still think and reason, while those with intellectual

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“If you had to choose, which one would you prefer?” he asked seriously.

Cecilia was unsure what was troubling him. “If I had to choose, I suppose I’d prefer to be blind. How could I care for the children if I were intellectually disabled?”