Feng Ling came to roll up the head of Ji Nuan's bed to feed her soup.
She didn't open her mouth but silently looked at the door. She remained silent for a long time before asking, "Can he still wake up since his cervical vertebrae and spinal nerve were injured?"
Feng Ling clenched her hand holding the spoon.
Although Ji Nuan was not a medical student, she certainly had the most basic knowledge of the human body.
Both the spine and cervical spine were key body parts that could affect the brain. Even if Mr. Mo had no fatal injury, it was a miracle that he survived such a serious accident. However, judging from the fact that he had been in a coma for seven days and was still in danger, it was doubtful whether he would ever wake up.
The doctors had said the success rate was only thirty percent. If Mr. Mo couldn't make it, he might end up being in a coma for the rest of his life.
But she couldn't tell this to Ji Nuan.
