Song Yan led Shi Qian into a room.
Fu Sinian was lying on the bed and had yet to wake up. There was a treatment device on his head, and there was medical equipment beside the bed. Shi Qian recognized one of them as a life monitor.
Was the situation that serious?
Her heart trembled.
She quickly walked towards Fu Sinian.
"Sinian, Sinian, I'm here. I'm Qian Qian. Can you hear me?" Shi Qian lay beside Fu Sinian. When she spoke, tears flowed down her face.
Song Yan's heart ached when he saw this scene.
He didn't want Shi Qian to feel uncomfortable either.
At this moment, a few experts walked in.
"Mr. Song, we just made another report and found that the pulse produced by the treatment device can no longer stimulate Mr. Fu's brain nerves. He might enter a coma again like three years ago."
