Richard's POV
I immediately approached the doctor who had just come out of the ER, while Daisy and the others also followed me.
"How is my father?" I asked worriedly.
The white-haired male doctor instead sighed, showing a sad expression. What the hell, I need an answer, I don't have time to guess his body language.
"Answer me!" I grabbed her white shirt.
"He's dying," he said briefly, immediately I released my grip and pushed him.
I paused breathlessly, instantly feeling weak, imagining my father dying while I still had many plans for him. No, that can't be happening, he has to survive!
"The injuries to his head are quite severe, even some of his limbs have permanent damage….his hope for recovery is only 10 percent. If he survives and stays alive, maybe he won't be able to walk or move his body... He'll just be surviving on medical equipment, and..."
