Chen Ziqian's phone was constantly off, and Suxin's heart couldn't settle down either. If the phone was off, that meant he was still in a coma.
In the morning, after Ling Yuanhang went to work, Suxin called Liuzi, and in less than half an hour, Liuzi's car arrived at Suxin's doorstep.
Her legs and feet were not convenient now, and Liuzi was the only person who knew the situation and could help her.
Although she was still unable to let go of the incident where Liuzi had drugged her, now was clearly not the time to worry about such things.
"How is Ziqian doing?"
After being helped into the car by Liuzi, Suxin couldn't help but ask.
"Not very good, it might be brain hypoxia, so he is still in a coma." Glancing at Suxin, Liuzi answered and started the car, heading to the hospital.
"It's been so many days, isn't there any sign of him waking up? Have you brought in some better experts to have a look?" Suxin asked anxiously.
