The emergency room doors were tightly shut.
A dozen or so people stood outside. Apart from Jiang Xun and Lin Jian, they were all burly men in matching black suits. The sight startled even the doctor who had just come out.
Jiang Xun waited anxiously outside. When he saw the doctor emerge, he hurried over, stumbling and nearly falling.
"Doctor, how is the person inside? Is he still breathing?"
The question made the doctor pause before answering hesitantly, "Well... he is still breathing at the moment. He was brought in in time, and he's temporarily out of immediate danger. We're doing everything we can to save him."
Jiang Xun felt slightly relieved at that. If Fu Yanli really were about to breathe his last, he would have charged into the emergency room to save him no matter what.
"Are you the patient's family?"
"Yes."
"Come sign this."
For Jiang Xun, that night felt endlessly long.
The operation continued. Although he knew Fu Yanli's life was temporarily out of danger, he was still frightened and distraught, his heart full of unease.
His arms and legs felt weak. He crouched in a corner as though all his strength had drained away, clasping his hands tightly and biting his index finger's knuckle until it bled.
Lin Jian sat beside him, keeping him company in silence.
Only three hours later did the emergency room doors open again.
Jiang Xun hurried to his feet and went over. "Doctor, how is he?"
The doctor in green surgical scrubs took off his mask, looking somewhat tired.
"The patient is currently out of immediate danger, but his brain sustained severe trauma. We don't know when he'll regain consciousness. It could take ten days or a couple of weeks, a year or two, or he might never wake up