About half an hour passed before the red light that had been on above the emergency room finally went out.
When the doctor came out of the emergency room, Yan Jinxuan's father, Han Yixuan, and Ye Ziqing all came to greet him.
"Doctor, is my son okay?" Yan Jinxuan's father asked impatiently with an anxious look on his face.
"The patient's head suffered a lot of trauma, so..." The doctor suddenly stopped talking, looking embarrassed.
"Doctor, tell me! I can bear it." Yan Jinxuan's father took a deep breath and prepared himself mentally.
"Part of the patient's brain cells have died, so the brain may be in a dormant stage, which means he may become a vegetative state."
"What? Vegetative state? Doctor, you said my son might become a vegetative state?" Yan Jinxuan's father grabbed the doctor's arm with excitement and confirmed it in disbelief.
"Well." The doctor nodded slightly, and then continued: "Actually, sometimes the situation is not necessarily that bad. If the patient is strong-willed, I believe he will still wake up."
"Doctor, what are the chances of waking up?" Han Yixuan, who had been standing silently aside, finally couldn't help but ask.
The doctor thought for a moment, then slowly said: "About ten percent."
"Is it really only 10%?" Han Yixuan took a few steps back in disbelief, with some unconcealable despair in his eyes.
"No! I don't believe it! I don't believe Brother Jinxuan..." Ye Ziqing suddenly struggled out of sadness and yelled.
"Han Yixuan, as long as there is hope, we must not give up. Ten percent is already very high, isn't it? This means that the chance of Brother Jinxuan waking up is quite high!" Ye Ziqing held on tightly.
Han Yixuan's arms were trembling as he said.
"Yes! Zi Qing is right, we must not give up hope!" Yan Jinxuan's father also nodded heavily, expressing his agreement with Ye Zi Qing's statement.
At this time, Yan Jinxuan was finally pushed out of the emergency room by the nurse.
Then the three people rushed to Yan Jinxuan's side like crazy, with tears of sadness shed on everyone's face.
"Brother Jinxuan, be stronger! Wake up!" Ye Ziqing held Yan Jinxuan's left hand tightly, trying to give him some warmth.
Yan Jinxuan's originally handsome and charming face was now covered with layers of gauze, and his pair of clear water eyes were tightly closed at this moment. Everything seemed to have changed in an instant. How could this scene be different?