Just now, the nurse noticed that Shen Xingru's heart monitor was becoming increasingly abnormal. Han Zhongwei had already called other doctors to come and help with the treatment.
In such situations, the patient could either hold on for a while longer or die during the treatment.
Shen Zhigang and Shen Xingru had already mentally prepared themselves for this. However, now hearing what Han Zhongwei said, he felt his legs going weak.
Though he didn't collapse, he felt dizzy.
For elderly people, the most dreadful thing is to send away their younger loved ones first!
He couldn't understand, just this morning, his daughter was fine, how could such a thing happen in one afternoon?
Shen Zhigang, feeling as if he could fall over at any moment, sat weakly on a chair in the critical care unit corridor, holding his head in thought, while Shen Yueru walked back and forth.
She believed that her sister would be alright.
