"Doctor, it's alright, please tell us honestly, how much hope is there?"
The central hospital is less than a kilometer in a straight line from Greenfield Phase II.
In the special care ward, Fang Weiguo stood in the corner, eagerly watching the director of neurology who came to conduct rounds.
"This situation is extremely dangerous, and the fact that the patient has held on indicates a strong will to survive. As family members, you should maintain an optimistic and positive attitude."
"We just want to have a baseline understanding."
Pan Hui spoke up from the side.
After spending a few uncertain days in the ICU, Zhang Zhongquan was finally wheeled out, alive.
However, his condition was merely a state of being in a medical sense.
He couldn't speak, couldn't move, and it was unclear whether he had any self-awareness.
Indeed.
The familiar word: vegetative state.
