Gerry tensed up completely at the sound.
The heart hidden under his chest suddenly went "bang".
It was as if it had been shattered by something, bleeding inside.
He discreetly raised his hand, pressing tightly against it.
Tang Huai lowered her eyes, her gaze shifting to that spot.
She saw the veins bulging on the back of his hand, and his chest's clothing had become wrinkled by his grip.
With a pained expression, he asked her, "What do you mean by 'not very optimistic'?!"
His handsome face, filled with pain and worry, was now extremely contorted.
His eyes were bloodshot nearly to a crimson hue, combined with his naturally amber eyes, resembling a leopard on the brink of madness.
Tang Huai lowered her eyes, shrugged, and said, "She has severe brain trauma and a broken left leg. Although she's out of immediate danger, both you and I know that severe brain trauma can leave sequelae, and it's still uncertain if she'll be able to walk normally in the future."
