Until Xi Yu was brought in, Ji Mingzhu still hadn't awakened.
After the examination, Xi Yu's face was serious, "She probably has a hemorrhage in her brain."
Xie Yunzhen's breath hitched, "Why wasn't this discovered earlier?"
There's no point in discussing this now.
The problem has been identified, it needs to be solved.
Looking at Xie Yunzhen's demeanor, it's clear these two have had another conflict.
And a serious one at that.
Xi Yu, rarely without banter, spoke harshly upfront, "She fainted due to emotional stimulation, if it happens again, I can't guarantee she'll wake up."
A chill rose from the soles of his feet, Xie Yunzhen felt weak, gripping the chair's armrest as he sat down, avoiding a fall.
His voice was hoarse and muffled, as if his throat was stuffed with cotton, "Can it be fully cured?"
"Currently there's a chance, but if you stimulate her again, she might suddenly be gone at any moment."
As he spoke, the man's sharp gaze cut into him like a knife.
