Dancing Youth: Evil and Rebellious Girl

Chapter 815 Is there life danger?
"Doctor, how is the patient's condition?"

"How is my son?"

"What's wrong with him? Is his life in danger?"

Zhong Cheng took off his mask, he was a little stunned when he saw Zuo Zhe, and then he said to Nie Zhenlong, the spokesperson of the Nie family, "Mr. Nie, your son Nie Fan's condition has stabilized."

Nie Zhenlong, who was on crutches, heaved a sigh of relief, and kept nodding: "Why did you twitch just now?"

"Because he has woken up."

As soon as these words came out, the audience fell silent, and then erupted, and all the voices of inquiries came and went.

"Wake up? Really?"

"Wake up? Great."

"Does that mean he's fine?"

"Great, really great."

"Can we go in and see him?"

Zhong Cheng comforted everyone: "Everyone, calm down and listen to what I have to say."

So everyone scrambled to talk, and Zhong Cheng continued: "Since the patient has woken up, it means that he is fine, but now he is very weak, it is not suitable for everyone to rush in, and the visiting time should not be too long. .”

"Well, we understand." Nie Zhenlong thought for a while, and quickly made a decision: "Xichen, Xiwei, and Yanran and I go in, and the others go back to rest first, and come to see him tomorrow."

"En." The other two sons, daughter-in-law, and two grandsons nodded in agreement.

Now the only people closest to Nie Fan are the four of them, a wife, two pairs of children, and a father.

Zuo Zhela Ye Ziye walked to one side, caressed her cheek, and encouraged her: "You can go in later, I will wait outside for you to come home."

She looked at him and nodded, nervously looking at her grandfather and brother, they were all explaining things.

He patted her on the shoulder and gave her a smiling face: "Relax, nothing will happen."

She just looked at him, and the tension on her face relaxed: "Well, I see."

"Good boy." Zuo Zhe let go of her and let her follow them in.

[—Ye Xiwei's original *** Tencent first release —].
In the ward, Nie Fan was lying lifeless, the oxygen supply mask was still covering his face, and the equipment made the slightest sound of operation.

Nie Fan's eyes were open, and he looked at the ceiling blankly.

His chest swelled feebly, and then slowly vented down. After more than a month of coma, at this moment, he looked very pale, weak and bloodless.

(End of this chapter)