"A shadow in the brain?" Qin Chu furrowed his brows.
Huo Mian nodded, took out her phone, and showed him a picture of her father-in-law's CT scan.
Qin Chu remained silent after seeing it.
He was also a neurosurgeon and understood what was happening better than anyone.
A shadow in the brain was not a good thing.
"Honey, don't think of the worst. Maybe it's just a tiny blood clot…' Huo Mian softly comforted him.
"If it's really just a blood clot, it would've been absorbed by now, but it's been so long and there haven't been any changes. It's definitely a tumor."
"Maybe it's not malignant… Brain surgeries aren't difficult nowadays. You were successful with Zhixin's surgery, no?"
"Sweetie, you don't have to comfort me. I'm a neurosurgeon too, I know the potential outcomes way too well… No benign tumor grows at the center of the brain."
Qin Chu never thought that his father would develop such an unacceptable condition.
