After listening to the doctor's words, Shen Qiushan lightly shook his head, then reached out to rub Xu Pipa's little mushroom head: "Go on, I'll wait here for you."
Xu Pipa nodded, quietly walked over to stand by her father's side, but didn't say anything.
In fact, she had long since gotten used to her father's various "states." Every time she visits, she would accompany him for a while, and only if he started a conversation would she continue, because if she started a conversation, it would most likely be ignored.
"Dr. Wu, how long have you been working here?"
Shen Qiushan, left in the hallway, struck up a conversation with Dr. Wu.
"Over ten years."
Dr. Wu, who looked to be in his forties, was a chubby middle-aged man: "Speaking of which, I seem to have a connection with Old Xu because he was sent here the day after I arrived."
"Then you should know quite a lot about his condition."
"Yeah!"
"Is there any possibility of him recovering from his condition?"
