He didn't finish his sentence, but Yu Sangwan understood what he meant.
Every time Le Zhengpeng acted this way, Yu Sangwan could only lower her head and remain silent. She couldn't agree, yet she couldn't stubbornly hurt the old man's feelings...
The resuscitation lasted two hours. When it was almost dawn, the doctor finally came out.
"He's temporarily stable, consciousness has been restored, but he's very weak... still can't have visitors."
Yu Sangwan and Le Zhengpeng both breathed a sigh of relief, but the worry on their faces did not diminish at all.
"Uncle Le Zheng, let's go back first! We can come back when visiting is allowed."
"Sigh... okay."
Le Zhengpeng sighed and left with Yu Sangwan.
At this moment, inside the intensive care unit.
Le Zhengsheng lay weakly, slowly lifted his hand, and took off the oxygen mask from his face.
"What's the matter?" The special nurse, seeing him like this, hurriedly came forward, "Do you need anything? You can't take off the oxygen."
