Chapter 685

The hum of medical equipment and the smell of alcohol disinfectant filled the deathly silent hallway of Huma Hospital. "Hang in there." A hoarse and piercing scream reverberated within the sterile room. By the side, the nurse couldn't bring herself to look at the figure. There was a person barely clinging to life on the hospital bed. His badly burned fingers were clutching tightly onto an ID photo. "Stephie… Stephie…" "Your vocal cords are damaged, and they can't be fully restored even with surgery. Please bear with it and try not to speak as much as possible," the doctor softly reminded, feeling sympathetic. "Okay." He then buried his face into the pillow, allowing the doctor to attend to his mangled wounds. "How did he manage to endure it?" "Why must someone so good-looking have to endure all these?" "It's a miracle he managed to survive." The doctor sighed when he stepped out of the ward. "He's suffering from burns all over his body. The pain from those superficial second