"Uncle Li, what are the chances of Jing waking up?" He Chen sighed deeply.
On the way to the hospital, he had secretly contacted the director of this hospital. No matter what Jing Yan's true condition was, he must not tell He Miao the truth.
The hospital director had once saved his life. It was the hospital director who had been the chief surgeon in that car accident. He had been tense on the operating table for seven hours before he had managed to snatch him back from the hands of death.
He trusted the hospital director's medical skills.
However, none of them expected that when they met again, it would be because of another man-made car accident.
The director looked at the examination report and surgical records in his hands and shook his head slightly. "The chances are very small. His brain damage is particularly serious. If there is no miracle to pity this child, he will probably be in a vegetative state for the rest of his life."
