Yu Qiao nodded stiffly, remembering to breathe once again, anticipating what the doctor was about to say.
"Your father has taken quite a few injuries. I regret to inform you that he is in a coma, and we are uncertain as to when he will, or if he will ever gain consciousness." The doctor said professionally.
Dead but not...what a way to exist, in complete limbo with no experiences but not yet really dead? Yu Qiao didn't know what to say. He dreadfully processed in his mind, what every word meant.
However, Yu Qiao wanted to know if there was a chance for his father to wake up again. He never wanted to consider the possibility that his father won't be able to make it. "Please. Can you explain to me what happened?"
"Your father was kidnapped along with Mo Che. In an attempt to flee his captors, he fell from the airplane, which was taking off." A sigh of relief emerged from Yu Qiao, as he learned the news that his father had not done something while drunk.