The anger in Yang Yuhuan's eyes was gradually replaced by pain.
Yong Mo was usually reserved, upon hearing the words, he turned his head incredulously, his expression unreadable.
"You...you shouldn't be too upset...his body is still sort of alive..."
The assistant doctor said this insincerely, fearful of Lan Xiu's shocking aura.
As expected, the color of Lan Xiu's face relaxed slightly.
"Right, if his body is alive, there's a chance of recovery."
The doctor's face stiffened instantly, anxiously swallowing, he had never said anything about the possibility of recovery!
To recover a brain-dead patient would require a miracle!
Even though there were such precedents, only two had emerged in nearly a hundred years, not to mention how severely injured this patient was.
Lan Xiu ignored his expression and said, "I want to see him."
The doctor nodded with lingering fear, but added, "You can only view from outside the ward..."
