After the door closed, Liu Sanming walked over and looked at his cousin Zhang Meng on the bed.
He's even slimmer than he was a few months ago.
Though the vegetative state theoretically can maintain vitality for a long time, many cannot last.
Because the body's functions will continue to decay.
Thinking of the cousin who was once spirited among relatives, and seeing his current state, Liu Sanming couldn't help but sigh.
"You all guard the door for me, don't let anyone in, and don't let anyone peek; leave the rest to me."
Liu Sanming instructed.
"Mr. Liu... He has been suffering from sequelae of cerebral hemorrhage for a long time. We've done many tests, the chance of recovery is zero, you..."
The nearby department head couldn't help but remind him.
"It's fine, I'll just give it a try and then I'll let it go."
Liu Sanming naturally didn't say much more.
Modern medicine, in everyone's mind, already represents the pinnacle of modern science.
