As Shi Hanmo sat on the sofa in the living room, he was in a daze and the cigarette in his hand stained his fingertips. He did not even move, as though he had fallen into deep thought.
"President Shi, Miss Qiao is fine, but... "But …"
The doctor carried his medical case and hastily walked down the stairs, directly arriving in front of Shi Hanmo. "Her body seems to be different from ordinary people, with fractures occurring all over her body, probably due to a major car accident many years ago. Furthermore, he didn't receive any meticulous care these past few days, and her body had some sort of rejection reaction.
Hearing that, Shi Hanmo suddenly raised his head, his face was expressionless, she threw away her cigarette and activated her ice lips, "Will he die?"
The doctor paused, then said, "That's a possibility."
Hearing that, Shi Hanmo could only nod his head calmly, waved his hand, and the doctor tactfully left.