Almost immediately after Li Jingsheng finished speaking, the ventilator began to alarm.
The nurse's face showed panic as she hurried to check.
"Doctor Luo, Doctor Luo, bed 7 ventilator alarm, come and take a look quickly."
A man in his late thirties quickly walked over, checked, and made some adjustments to the ventilator parameters, resolving the alarm.
"The patient's condition has markedly improved, and if this improvement continues, there is hope to remove the ventilator soon."
Dr. Luo said with a hint of joy.
When doctors see the patient's condition improve, they all have roughly the same expression.
Just two words, happy.
"Earlier...what you said turned out to be true." The nurse looked at Li Jingsheng with disbelief.
"I never lie."
If Li Jingsheng lacked even this judgment, wouldn't he be wasting his time?
"Can you stop kicking me out now?"
