"What nonsense are you talking about? If that dying man can revive twice, our old master clearly has hope of recovery," said the usually gentle woman, raising her voice unusually loud in reprimand.
"Madam, you may not be aware of this, but such situations, though not common, do exist. We've been working at the hospital for most of our lives, and we are not mistaken, forgive us for our inability to help. We understand your feelings, Madam, but please restrain your grief."
Having said what they needed to say, the two elderly doctors vanished from the doorway in a flash. Family members often became overly emotional and attacked doctors, so these old hands had long since learned how to avoid such bad luck.
Upon seeing the woman's look of desperation and sorrow, Mei Jianning struggled to lift his hand towards her. The woman quickly went up and took his hand.
