"Enough! Doctor Christopher!" Looking at the devastated Fu Ying and Mo Wan, Fu Lin suppressed the sadness in his heart and interrupted the other party.
Christopher looked at Fu Lin. After seeing the other party's similar face to Fu Ying and approximate age, he also guessed the other party's identity.
Christopher wasn't angry at Fu Lin's interruption. He asked calmly, "Then what do you want to know?"
Fu Lin lowered his eyes slightly and asked Christopher firmly, "If my son wants to recover completely, what are the chances?"
His throat suddenly felt a little dry and he struggled to ask this question.
"It's not impossible to recover completely."
Hearing this, Fu Ying, Mo Wan, and the others' eyes lit up. They stared at Christopher without blinking, afraid that they would miss something.
Even Christopher, who was used to being stared at like this, felt a little uncomfortable under their fervent gazes.
