Chapter: 1222
“How are they doing now? Did the blood clot dissapear in the end? Or was it removed?"
The room was silent once more. The doctor didn't dare to speak and neither did those with him.
The intern raised her hand and wiped the sweat off her forehead.
Just then, her eyes met Carson's. Her heart sank and she immediately understood what he wanted.
She swallowed and looked at her teacher for help.
“He has passed away." Seeing that the doctor didn't even look up the whole time, the intern answered just to ease the pressure of Carson's gaze.
"He was paralyzed because the blood clot had been pressing on his nerves for years. Half a year later, he suddenly passed out. The doctors did everything they could, but he was already brain dead."
There were two ways to tell whether a person was dead or not.
One was that their heart stopped. Once the heart stopped, it meant that there was nothing to pump blood anymore, and all organs would stop working altogether.
The other way was brain death.
The central nerve of the brain controlled the breathing system. Once one's brain died, they would stop breathing and eventually even their body would die too. Therefore, brain death was also a signal that a person was already dying.
Suddenly, The tension in the room grew even worse.
"So you mean that we can only count on luck now? If Victor is lucky, the blood clot in his brain will disappear and everything will be fine. But if he isn't, then not only will he be paralyzed, but also die?"
"Theoretically speaking, that is the case." The intern lowered her head, not sure why she was put in such a position. Then she quickly added, "But, we will try our best to make sure it doesn't happen.”
Carson frowned and looked at Victor. It was the first time he was so angry, but he had nowhere to direct his anger.
He really wanted to yell at the doctors, but what good would it do?
It certainly wouldn't help with Victor's situation.
Victor closed his eyes and took a deep breath.
"You can leave now."
Hearing what he said, the doctor and nurses were more than relieved.
They turned around and left the ward without hesitation.
"I will call some foreign experts and ask them to come up with a plan as soon as possible. I don't believe that no one can remove the tiny little blood clot." Carson tried to process all the information as he didn't want to think of the possibility that had been offered.
“Okay." Compared to the seething look on Carson's face, Victor was much calmer and way more composed.
“Why are you so calm?" Carson paused and asked out of curiosity.
Victor signed the last page of the document before closing it.