Although the medical facilities at home were not bad, the equipment at the Mo Family Hospital was more comprehensive and a bit more advanced.
Grandpa Wu, although an old practitioner of traditional Chinese medicine, couldn't guarantee that his medical skills could solve all ailments.
Yu Siqiao hesitated for a moment but decided to take a shower anyway.
Yet in less than ten minutes, Yu Siqiao came back, now dressed in a set of loose cotton clothes, found for him by Ji Nan in Mo Shu's wardrobe.
Yu Siqiao walked straight to Mo Shu's side first thing.
Mo Shu's face was very pale; her eyes tightly shut, and the sound from the heart rate monitor next to her beeped, seemingly a little slow.
Yu Siqiao sat down beside her bed and reached out to take her hand.
Her hand, taken from under the covers, was soft but somewhat cold.
This temperature should not be that of a hand just removed from under the blankets.
