The doctor's ominous words about Grandpa Sun's abnormally low medication levels hung heavy in the air. While the implications were disturbing, the family was not yet ready to point fingers or voice their most terrible suspicions aloud. For now, their focus was solely on Grandpa Sun's fragile condition.
Sun Lixia nodded shakily at the doctor. "Thank you. Can we see him?" Her voice was little more than a hoarse whisper, weighted by unshed tears.
"Not at the moment, I'm afraid," the doctor replied with professional solemnity. "He's in the intensive care unit. We'll monitor his progress overnight and move him to a private room tomorrow if his condition stabilizes, however unlikely that may be."
A ragged sigh escaped Sun Weilong's lips as he pulled Sun Lixia into a comforting embrace, allowing his strong sister to briefly crumple against his shoulder. Li Xiaojun hovered protectively nearby, his expression etched with worry and sadness.
