Auston ran to the doctor in a hurry. Gasol was one step slower than him because of his lame leg.
They were waiting for the sentence by fate.
Fortunately, they were blessed by God.
"The patient is basically out of danger. The respirator has been turned off. The patient can be transferred to the general ward for rest tomorrow or the day after tomorrow."
Auston finally felt relieved.
He staggered a few times, but the doctor held him up to avoid falling.
Even an iron man couldn't stand it after so many days.
Auston's fall startled Gasol.
He took a closer look at Auston and found that Auston looked haggard. He had never seen Auston in such a mess since he knew Auston.
After the doctor left, he stabbed Auston.
"What's wrong with you? Don't tell me that you haven't had a good sleep for so many days."
A good sleep?
Auston didn't want to talk.
He hadn't left the hospital for so many days.
"Are you okay?"