"Doctor, where exactly is Long Lingli injured? Why hasn't he woken up yet?"
Shen Yujie had been by Long Lingli's side for two days and nights in the hospital, and he was still in a coma. Filled with worry and fear, she couldn't help but run to the attending doctor to ask again.
"He fell from the seventh floor, with two broken ribs and severe organ damage, internal bleeding. It is already a miracle that he is alive now. However, he has a head injury, and whether he will wake up is still unknown. He might become a vegetative state." The doctor wasn't very optimistic.
"Doctor, please, I beg you, you must save him!"
"Alas, I can only say to do my best and leave the rest to fate. Miss, doctors are human too, not gods!" The doctor shook his head and sighed, having long been accustomed to life and death in the world.
