In the hospital room.
Wu Jie walked in, and Xu Xinyi immediately stood up.
"Why are you here?"
"Just curious," Wu Jie replied.
He peeked at Xu Changshan lying on the hospital bed, motionless.
Clad with a breathing mask and wrapped in multiple bandages.
The heart rate, blood pressure, and other data all looked normal; it seemed he wouldn't die after all.
"Following your advice, after moving my dad to this hospital, a few days of treatment have already cured his stomach and bone pains!"
"His external injuries are also healing gradually. I thought he could be discharged in a couple of days, but then someone poisoned him, almost costing him his life!"
"But even if his life was spared, what of it? He has been in a deep coma, never waking up; he might end up a vegetable!"
Xu Xinyi said with a low voice, standing to the side.
