Chu Huan's neck shrunk from the scolding, and she pitifully said, "Brother, please don't be angry. I'm just really worried about grandpa, that's why I acted this way..."
How could Chu Zhan believe her? In his heart, Chu Huan was extremely insincere, but he was too lazy to expose her. She cried at the drop of a hat, making him seem petty.
Nianyang's face was heavy with thought, uncertain of what to think. At that moment, the door to the operating room opened, and Chu Tianming and Yunrou rushed forward like a swarm.
"Doctor, how is my dad?"
The doctor sighed, "The patient fell from upstairs. The elderly gentleman has osteoporosis, multiple fractures, and a significant amount of brain hemorrhaging. An immediate craniotomy is necessary to save him. But he is old; the craniotomy is too risky. No one in our hospital dares to take this risk. Even if the craniotomy is successful, he might become a vegetable."
