There was a long corridor outside the treatment room. It looked empty except for the presence of Huo Shaoheng and Chen Lie.
"Mr. Huo, do you want Little Ze to wake up and return to normal sooner?" Chen Lie asked softly. He looked serious.
Huo Shaoheng was taken aback. "What's wrong? Is Little Ze's condition critical? I thought you said that he was fine."
"He is fine. However, seeing that he still hasn't woken up, I'm worried that it might be the early signs of him becoming a vegetable." Chen Lie pushed the round spectacles up the bridge of his nose. "Losing consciousness due to a lack of oxygen is a natural defense mechanism. However, we have not managed to understand the full capacity of the human brain. Therefore, we can't predict what might happen. He might wake up anytime soon, or he might never wake up at all…"
