Chapter 156 shattering trust

The hospital was cloaked in an oppressive silence, broken only by the distant hum of machines and the occasional footsteps of hurried staff. Mr. Qin strode through the pristine corridors, his heart pounding as he approached his father's room. 

The sight through the glass panel made his breath hitch, Senior Mr. Qin lay on the bed, frail and unresponsive, the steady beep of the heart monitor the only indication of life. His once commanding presence was now reduced to a fragile shadow of itself. 

Pushing the door open, Mr. Qin stepped inside. His eyes briefly scanned the room before landing on the doctor, who stood at the foot of the bed, clipboard in hand. 

"Doctor," Mr. Qin began, his voice tight with urgency, "how is my father's condition?" 

The doctor sighed, his expression grave. "Mr. Qin, your father's eyesight has deteriorated significantly. He can only see faint shapes and shadows.