After being resuscitated, Gao Yue was ready to check Gao Xiaozhi out of the hospital by morning.
"Let's keep him for a few more days of observation. Xiaozhi's condition is still not very stable. If something were to happen again, the consequences would be unimaginable. If you're too busy to get away from work, I can come over and take care of him." Luo Wentao volunteered.
Looking at her son still in a coma on the hospital bed, Gao Yue felt a sharp pain in her heart, actually she was also not at ease about discharging her son so soon.
"Forget it, I'll just take time off." She reached for her phone, but Luo Wentao immediately stopped her.
"I can work from the hospital. You're going through a critical period right now, and you have to take care of Xiaozhi alone in the future. You better go to work." Luo Wentao insisted, "Don't tell me you're worried about leaving him alone with me?"