Liu Jiacheng was about to go crazy.
As a man, to suddenly lose all the traits of a man—what kind of feeling was that?
Neither male nor female, might as well be dead.
Ye Tian!
All because of Ye Tian!
Liu Jiacheng's pupils were bloodshot, his fists clenched tight, his grinding teeth creaking audibly.
"Please keep your mood calm, don't get angry. Otherwise it's bad for your body."
The doctor reminded him again.
The doctor knew Liu Jiacheng had status; anyone who could live in the intensive care unit usually came from a rich and powerful family, not to be underestimated.
"How big is the chance of Healing?"
Liu Jiacheng asked, extremely anxious.
He really wanted to know his current condition; he couldn't keep muddling along in the dark.
No matter what, he at least had to know where he stood so he'd have some idea.
