Looking at Lu Jiu and the others' determined attitude.
Xie Yuguang understood.
There was really no saving his dad.
But...
Xie Yuguang bit his lip tightly, his eyes swelling with tears.
He had thought that the condition of the lady in the next bed was improving, so his dad could too.
However, now, the hope was shattered once more, and Xie Yuguang couldn't hold it together anymore.
An Xianda saw this forty-something-year-old man crying directly in front of everyone, and couldn't help but sigh.
He had seen too many scenes like this.
You can't say he's become numb; it's just that he's no longer as emotional as in his younger days.
After becoming a doctor, you have to gradually get used to the separation of life and death.
Looking at Xie Yuguang, Lu Jiu felt helpless.
He also really wanted to save him, but at this point, it was no longer a question of whether or not he could be saved.
