Chapter 378 - 379: Cold, a cold that seeps into one’s spleen
The doctor’s face turned serious and he stepped forward, looking at Gu Qibao. He said with a certain severity, "She was given some rudimentary resuscitation procedures after nearly drowning, but it wasn’t comprehensive. There’s an infection in her lungs and she wasn’t taken to the hospital in time. The fact that she managed to hang on for as long as she did is a miracle. As for why she suddenly fell asleep – to put it simply, it was her willpower keeping her going. Moreover, she was overly stressed and then overexcited. Now, perhaps due to sudden relaxation, she has fallen into a coma."
"Coma?" Di Mingjue furrowed his brows, his eyes suddenly turning cold. "What do you mean? When will she wake up?"
"I can’t say for certain." The doctor answered, "Such a coma could last for a short while, two to three days or even longer."
"What did you say?" Unable to keep his composure, Di Mingjue lunged at the doctor, seizing the man by his collar and lifting him into the air.
His beautiful features suddenly became cold as frost, his face as icy as iron, his eyes as chilling as the deepest winter. The coldness pierced through everything, tearing it into pieces.
The doctor shivered in fear.
"What do you mean by ’longer time?’ Explain clearly." Di Mingjue demanded sternly, each word weighed with gravity.
"Third Young Master, you need to calm down first!" The doctor stammered.
Di Mingjue’s brows twitched furiously. He wasn’t avoiding being calm; he simply couldn’t be calm!
However, hearing the doctor’s words, his face suddenly went pale. He released his hold on the doctor and asked with a hint of apology, "What exactly is her condition?"
"Third Young Master, it’s like this," The doctor hurried to explain, "The patient’s lung infection is quite severe, causing oxygen deficiency in her body. Whether or not this will affect her brain depends. If it does, she may... she may not wake up anytime soon."
Hearing the doctor’s words, Di Mingjue clenched his fists so tightly that his knuckles turned white and bulging veins throbbed on his forehead. He fell silent, a deathly silence.
Di Mingchen and Nangong Ran were dumbfounded. They just couldn’t believe it.
After a long, painful silence, Di Mingjue managed to squeeze out, "Do you mean... a vegetative state?"
The doctor frowned. "That possibility isn’t very high, but, Third Young Master, you need to be prepared. If she doesn’t wake up in three days, we need to conduct more thorough tests to confirm."
Di Mingjue’s fists were clenched so tightly they were creaking. His face turned as frosty as the coldest winter, seemingly about to freeze the air around him.
The chill was bone-deep.
It was as if this chill could seep into one’s bones, filling them with an impending sense of dread that left the nurse beside him trembling, too scared to utter a word.
Nangong Ran gasped with surprise, and Di Mingchen was equally shocked.
How could this happen?
Wasn’t she just lively and bouncing about on the plane?
How did she suddenly change like this?
Looking at Di Mingjue, a pang of sympathy showed in Di Mingchen’s eyes. Anyone else facing this situation would probably be at the end of their tether too.
First, he was faced with the uncertainty of her life or death. Now that she was back, she passed from being lively and adorable in his arms one moment, to unconscious the next, and now there’s talk of a vegetative state?
Di Mingjue slowly walked to Gu Qibao’s side, looking at her silently with red-rimmed eyes.
"Third Brother." Unable to control his emotions, Di Mingchen clasped Di Mingjue’s shoulder, feeling a profound sense of heaviness. He wanted to comfort his brother but just didn’t know how to start.