Inside the hospital room.
Dr. Fu looked at the CT scan in his hand, "I've reviewed it. There's no abnormality inside the skull, and no red blood cells found in the cerebrospinal fluid. It should just be a mild concussion. Rest in bed and in 1 to 2 weeks you should be able to recover normally."
Xia Zhixi looked at him, "What about my right hand? Will it affect my piano playing in the future?"
"Didn't Doctor Lin from the second hospital say that as long as you follow the doctor's orders and recover well, there won't be too much impact?" After speaking, Dr. Fu raised an eyebrow, "Actually, the conditions at the second hospital are not worse than Yunjing. There was no need for you to transfer here."
"But besides you, I don't trust other doctors." Xia Zhixi sighed, "Ah Yan, you really went out of your way for me today, even accompanying me here. Did it affect your work?"
Dr. Fu said, "You're my friend, it's no bother."
