An hour later, the doors to the emergency room slowly opened.
Luo Yuantu, Luo Shanchuan, and others immediately crowded around, anxiously asking questions.
"Doctor, how's my mom doing? Was the surgery successful?"
"Is Grandma really alright? Say something, please!"
"Yes, the chairman's life and death are tied to the survival of Luo's Group!"
Luo Ning didn't speak, but the worry on her face couldn't be hidden.
After all, the old lady was her grandmother, and she had some affection for her.
Surrounded by the crowd, Lin Renxin took off his mask, glanced at Mo Han hidden among the people, and said solemnly, "We just conducted a thorough examination of the old lady. It was a misdiagnosis before; she didn't have a cerebral hemorrhage. It was just a rush of blood to the head causing a blockage in her vessels, which led to the shock."
"Hmm?"
Luo Shanchuan was the first to sense something amiss and asked, "Doctor, what do you mean by that? Are you saying there was no surgery?"
