His life was like a candle in the wind, a small breath could take him out easily. If not for Lu Qi's intervention, he would already be dead. Alas, his current condition was not much better than death.
It was difficult for him to recover, but at least his body would be preserved. As long as his physical body didn't perish, there was hope for revival. Furthermore, Xinghe had faith in Lu Qi's medical skill, he would figure out a way to save him. Even if he couldn't, Mubai would stay in this cytostatic state. With the fast advancement in medical science, in the next 10 years, 20 years… eventually, he would be saved.
Looking on the bright side, Mubai had a better chance at recovering than those who froze their bodies during their twilight years. Therefore, they would not give up on hope, praying for the arrival of a miracle. Xinghe was warmed by these thoughts and she felt revitalized temporarily.
Xinghe finally garnered her courage to ask, "How's Lin Lin?"
