Hospital.
Qi Si stood outside the examination room with a cold expression on his face. Although there were quite a few people around, the silence was eerily profound.
Liu Su dared not even breathe too heavily.
The way Qi Si was behaving, silent like this, was somewhat frightening.
An authoritative expert was conducting Shen Yan's examination. His face somber, the expert walked out, and only then did Qi Si's icy gaze flicker slightly.
"Who's the patient's family member?"
"We are," Liu Su hurried to respond, yet he didn't dare stand in front of Qi Si.
The doctor looked at Qi Si and, despite being intimidated by his aura, spoke with some irritation, "The patient is critically ill. For this terminal disease, there's currently no treatment method. You should be prepared."
The doctor had almost said "prepare for the worst."
Boom!
Liu Su was completely dumbfounded.
