Mrs. Xu was holding the medical report, sitting with Xu Hao in the attending physician's room.
Xu Hao was in a state of mental collapse, staring blankly ahead, at a loss.
Mrs. Xu asked in shock, "Doctor, my son's illness can be cured, right?"
The attending physician sighed, "This, I am not clear. Your son's condition is quite severe. I just looked at his case, and basically the necrosis rate is as high as ninety-nine percent. The activity of the remaining sperm is also not high, so it is very difficult to conceive."
Mrs. Xu stared at him, "Very difficult? How difficult is that?!"
The doctor spoke up, "There's only about a one percent chance, but this possibility is minuscule. It can almost be said that he is infertile."
Mrs. Xu swallowed and turned her head sharply to look at Xu Hao, "How could this be? Doctor, my son has always been in good health and is also very capable in that respect."
The doctor then said, "May I ask if the patient is usually undisciplined?"
