"Doctor, how is his condition?" In the hospital were Lan Ling, Mu Sen, Yan Xiaosu, and Zhao Elin. Zhao Elin still had a bandage on her head. Yan Xiaosu now guarded his wife like a treasure. Elin was not used to this, but Yan Xiaosu did not care.
"Strange, very strange. The wound is not serious, just a few fractures, and some scrapes. However…"
"Spit it out! Stop playing for time!" Yan Xiaosu said.
The recovery conditions weren't bad on Tita. Lan Ling had spent quite a bit of effort in this regard.
"His mental faculties seem to have some sort of connectional impediment."
"Spare the jargon, what happened!" This time, even Lan Ling was anxious.
"It means that he no longer feels pain."
They all heaved a sigh of relief. As long as there was no danger to his life, everything else could be treated in good time. Given current technology, what was there to be afraid of?
