The middle-aged man standing on one side was Questa's father, Zayn. Because the hospital had already issued a notice of critical illness, he had to stay there, for fear that he would not be by his father's side when something unexpected happened.
"Mr. Liong, we have already assessed Master Liong's physical condition." The grey-haired expert adjusted his glasses and spoke.
"How is he, Dr. Qiu? How is my father?" Zayn asked.
"You should prepare for the funeral as soon as possible. Master Liong is now suffering from cardiovascular and cerebrovascular diseases. Because he is old, there is no sign of this disease when it takes effect, so now, the chances of him waking up is very slim."
"In addition, his heart function has been greatly reduced, and it has reached a critical point, so he may leave at any time." The gray-haired doctor named Lazaro Qiu shook his head and judged Yair's condition.