The Supreme Soldier King of the Lady CEO

Chapter 592: Chapter 578 Huang Yan’s Conspiracy

Beside him, the attending physician in a white coat was explaining Su Zhiqiang’s condition to Ye Huan.

"Alright, I understand, thank you." Ye Huan thanked him.

As he watched the physician leave, he was quite surprised.

Su Zhiqiang’s will to survive was indeed shockingly strong.

With fractures everywhere, severe internal bleeding, and brain hemorrhage, he still clung to life.

In Ye Huan’s estimation, the chances of Su Zhiqiang making it to the hospital and surviving were only 1%.

Unexpectedly, the improbable 1% had become reality.

Ye Huan glanced into the ICU ward, instantly discerning the specifics of Su Zhiqiang’s physical condition.

His brain was nearly completely dead, even a deity couldn’t save him now.

It’s feared that Su Zhiqiang would never regain consciousness in this life, staying in a vegetative state, half-alive, half-dead.

After the initial shock, Ye Huan sighed inwardly.

If Su Zhiqiang hadn’t pushed things to such an extreme, repeatedly challenging Huan Ge’s limits, repeatedly angering Huan Ge, repeatedly trying to put Huan Ge to death, Huan Ge, considering he was Su Qingqing’s older brother, wouldn’t have acted so harshly.

Even if Su Zhiqiang had shown the slightest hint of repentance in the end, Ye Huan wouldn’t have sought to end him.

What a pity.

Even at the last moment, all Su Zhiqiang did was plead for mercy, without the slightest realization of his own mistakes.

The indulgent and extravagant life in the Capital City, and the alluring power, had completely corrupted and transformed Su Zhiqiang, turning him from a simple and honest person into a sinister and ruthless one.

Ye Huan sighed and shook his head, then glanced at Song Yanhong and Su Qingqing.

Gazing at them, Ye Huan really didn’t know how to comfort them.

"Ye Huan, is...is it true, my brother really can’t...can’t wake up?" Su Qingqing asked, her face complex, her beautiful eyes somewhat tearful.

She knew Ye Huan’s medical skills were exceptional, thus she asked.

Ye Huan shook his head, saying, "Your brother’s brain cells are nearly all dead due to the intracranial hemorrhage, the hope of revival is very slim."

The situation was dire, but he didn’t say it absolutely hopeless.

"He was perfectly fine this morning, how did this suddenly happen!"

her lips, feeling

"Qingqing, don’t worry."

hope, but that doesn’t mean

someone contacting foreign experts, news

Yan interjected

Zhiqiang had mentioned on the phone that Huang Yan despised and looked down on

no fond feelings for Huang Yan as her

Huang Yan felt a

"Ring-ring-ring."

rang, breaking the

contacted a doctor?

her voice loud as if afraid others wouldn’t hear the phone

Dr. An Lei?

Ye Huan frowned slightly.

somewhat

Dr. An Lei is a Harvard School of Medicine’s brain specialist, renowned worldwide as an expert in treating vegetative patients? They say even the Terracotta Warriors

Compared to my husband’s life, what does that amount to?

said harshly, hanging up and starting to operate

frowned again,

he had advised a chubby old fellow

old fellow had risen from a small professor to a

Yan sat beside Song Yanhong, feigning excitement, holding Song Yanhong’s hand, said, "I’ve contacted a foreign brain expert named An Lei. Dr. An Lei is regarded as an expert of experts globally, with profound insights into treating vegetative patients; he’s

"What!"

face lit up

"Really."

special channels, overcoming many difficulties

"But fortunately..."

eyes, saying, "I’ve managed to get in touch with him and successfully invited his assistance; by

Song Yanhong had

the glimmer

million US dollars, that’s

what’s spending a little

I just recently got pregnant with Brother Ma...pregnant with Zhiqiang’s baby; we can’t have the baby born without a father’s

yet her eyes

contacted any Dr. An Lei; she simply inquired many brain and neurology experts about

even a god

indeed, was

Lei himself came, it

his brain cells were dead, what

million Huaxia Coin is no small

wouldn’t spend such a vast amount on a

no An Lei, just a foreign fat man, to put