But it was such an inexplicable Demon God.
It rejoiced wholeheartedly, twisting fervently.
"No way!"
In the end, Xiao Ai could only curse somewhat annoyed, "I hate metaphysics the most!!"
...
That night at 6:30 p.m., Mr. Hong Botao, who was in the intensive care unit of First Hospital, suddenly woke up from a coma.
A mysterious power emanated from the very center of his heart, radiating waves of heat.
Even though the cancer cells inside him had not disappeared, they seemed to be suppressed by this wave of heat!
Organs on the verge of failure rejuvenated, bringing vigorous vitality.
Hong Botao moved his fingers and opened his heavy eyelids.
"Is it a dream?"
"Or..."
Suddenly, he felt the heat emanating from his heart, so strong that within minutes, the heavy fatigue had completely dissipated.
The ceiling lights were bright, and tubes filled his body, delivering nutrients.
Indeed, he had lost the ability to eat and might have been in a coma for months.
"Seven months!
