At least someone in a vegetative state is still breathing, still alive, and as long as they live, there's hope.
But the dead, truly have no way to return, are separated forever, and that chasm is impossible to cross.
Chu Zhan felt heartache for his grandfather. Since his sister went missing, his grandfather hadn't had a good day. He was only in his sixties and could live for decades still.
"Nianyang, I don't trust anyone else's medical skills, I only trust you!" Chu Zhan looked at Nianyang. "As long as you can perform the surgery, do it. Even if in the end we can't save Grandfather, I believe you've done your best."
Chu Tianming also said, "Nianyang, Divine Doctor, I've seen your skills with my own eyes. My dad has been sick for so many years, and it's because of you that he could improve. According to your treatment schedule, he should be better by next month. But now there's been an accident, and I really feel especially..."
