Meng Jin couldn't help but hold his breath, not daring to speak or make a sound, for fear of disturbing the doctor's diagnosis.
Until the doctor came out, Meng Jin couldn't help stepping forward to ask: "How is he?" His voice was trembling, tinged with a trace of trepidation and anxiety.
"Logically, he should have woken up by now, but..." The doctor's words made Meng Jin stagger.
"Mr. Meng."
Zhao Xiangqian, being the closest, caught Meng Jin with swift steps, preventing him from falling onto the ground.
Li Wei's eyes instantly reddened, and he slapped himself hard, reproaching himself: "It's all my fault, if not for me…"
"Da Wei." Yan Dong clutched Li Wei tightly, his lips quivering severely, not managing to utter a single word.
"He's awake."
The nurse's voice came from the ward, sounding like heavenly music.
Meng Jin instinctively looked towards Meng Siyu, whose eyelids though not yet open were trembling as if he was about to wake up.
