Chapter 889 - Chapter 889: Dear Mr. V (1) (2/2)

Five minutes later, the email was still unread.

Half an hour later, unread…

Two hours later…Unread…

Anhao’s little hopes were instantly extinguished bit by bit.

She suddenly felt that her actions were a little funny. She had wanted to use this method to greet him. She wondered if he missed her as much as she missed him. She realized that both she and Zuo Hancheng did not like to take photos.

There were almost no photos of him in the phone, let alone a photo of the two of them.

The next morning, Anhao went to the company again. Mobai and Lin Qing could see that she had indeed sorted out her emotions, so they followed her and assisted her in her work. They taught her how to take charge of the company step by step, and told her the attitude and habits of President Zuo when he handled certain company matters.

Anhao listened and learned seriously as if nothing had happened yesterday.

*****

New York, United States.

The monitor in the intensive care unit beeped steadily.

When the person on the bed slowly opened his eyes, D, who had been waiting outside, quickly informed the doctor.

The doctor walked into the ward and did a series of examinations on the person on the bed. This time, he did not shake his head almost eight out of ten times like before. This time, the doctor was pleasantly surprised to find that Mr. Zuo’s vitality was much stronger. Compared to the few minutes he had woken up last night, the effect of sleeping for more than 24 hours this time was obviously very good.

Seeing the joy in the doctor’s eyes, D walked in to ask about the situation. Yesterday, Mr. Zuo had been sleeping ever since he read a few emails and had not woken up. In the past few days, he would wake up a few times a day, but yesterday, he slept for so long that D was so worried that he did not dare to leave the hospital.

After hearing the doctor’s words, it was a good thing that Mr. Zuo had fallen into a deep sleep again after reading the email yesterday. He also learned that a few of the devices on Mr. Zuo could be removed.

This meant that Mr. Zuo’s physical condition was much better than they had expected. Another meaning of withdrawing the medical monitoring equipment was that Mr. Zuo’s life was basically out of danger…

It was not until the doctor left the ward to explain the follow-up precautions to the other people that D, who was wearing the designated disinfectant gown in the ICU, walked to the bedside. Seeing that Zuo Hancheng was still awake and had been quietly listening to the conversation between the doctor and them without making a sound or moving, D leaned over and said,”Mr. Zuo, it’s been five months. We’ve finally taken such a big step forward. You’ve basically made it through! That’s great!”

Zuo Hancheng didn’t move, but he blinked very slowly as a response to D.

No one knew if Zuo Hancheng had any more consciousness in the past five months. The medical equipment, the clips, the tubes, and the needles had been stuck to his limbs every day. The number of needle holes on his body had long been uncountable. If it were anyone else, they would have died here.

Few people could last more than five months with such intensive treatment.

However, Zuo Hancheng managed to hold on for five months.

Mr. Zuo’s life was saved, and his physical condition had stabilized in all aspects. This was the news that made a big man like D almost tear up.