"Is there any way to make my body recover a bit more?" Wu Bin's soul had left his body, watching the people around him care and constantly think of ways to save his life, while he lay motionless on the hospital bed.
He could clearly feel everyone's concern, and even, in a week's time, his body could completely recover.
Yet these people were unaware.
Because they knew nothing, they had been terrified by this situation for quite a while already.
A group of frightened doctors was doing everything possible to help Wu Bin find a way to save his life.
And yet—
Things weren't going as hoped.
They were struggling, repeatedly searching for solutions.
"If this continues, Wu Bin's condition will only worsen, and then what will we do?" Everyone felt as if they were falling into an abyss, deeply wanting to help, but currently having no solution at all.
