A Week later, in the hospital's VIP room on the top floor.
Li Na had been unconscious for a whole week, lying on the hospital bed like a fragile shell, her heart still beating but her spirit seemingly absent. Under the watchful eyes of a highly skilled neurosurgery team, her condition showed no signs of improvement. The tension in the air was palpable as hospital director, head doctor, and their team gathered to discuss Li Na's progress reports, which remained dishearteningly stagnant. Each word exchanged thickened the atmosphere, especially under the icy gaze of Lu Jianjun, the ruler of the Lu Empire.
Seated on the plush sofa, Lu Jianjun's expression darkened as he listened to the disappointing updates. Frustration simmered beneath the surface, and the head doctor, feeling the weight of the moment, tried to alleviate the tension. Suddenly, without a word, Lu Jianjun stood up, causing an unsettling silence as everyone watched him walk out of the room.
