It was as if the sporadic cries beside his ear woke him.
Chu Xinian remained in a coma, but vaguely called out the name buried deep within his heart.
"Xinian, what are you saying?"
Ji Manman initially didn't catch it, carefully bending closer to listen. The man fell into a prolonged silence again, as if the faint sound she heard was merely an illusion.
Frustrated, she straightened up again, gently wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, and couldn't help but ask, "Doctor, is his condition a coma? Why do I feel like... he's dreaming?"
"He's indeed in a coma now, but a coma doesn't mean the brain stops functioning. In fact, due to physical activity constraints, mental activities might be more intense than usual."
With a concise explanation, the doctor instructed a nurse to replace the hemostatic clamp, "Please don't stop saying the injured person's name, talk about unforgettable memories between you, or things the injured person particularly liked."
