"What about these two weeks then?" Su Nian grabbed at the loophole in his words to ask.
Zhi Chengping gave her a glance, "Unknown."
"What do you mean?" Su Nian's heart suddenly clenched.
"We will know when the patient wakes up." said Zhi Chengping, then walked straight past Su Nian to his office.
Su Nian was stunned for a while, her heart pounding non-stop, not daring to imagine what Zheng Haoyu would be like after he woke up.
After a while, Zheng Haoyu was wheeled out of the operating room. Perhaps due to the anesthesia, he was still not awake. His handsome face had several scratches, which although had been treated, were still faintly stained with blood.
Together with the nurse, they moved Zheng Haoyu to the ward. Su Nian sat down on a chair nearby, quietly waiting for Zheng Haoyu to wake up.
