"Mr. Chen, how is my brother doing? Can he wake up?" Zhang Peiling asked anxiously, looking at Chen Feng, and even the doctor was equally nervous as he watched Chen Feng.
"Don't worry, your brother is fine. In a sense, he is not really in a vegetative state, but waking him up won't be so simple. It might still take some time," Chen Feng replied with a smile as he collected his thoughts.
"Really?" Zhang Peiling's hand squeezed a cup tightly, she stared into Chen Feng's eyes unblinkingly, and asked.
"Really, I can assure you, your brother will definitely be alright," Chen Feng exuded a strong sense of confidence, providing her with the reassurance she needed.
