The middle-aged doctor, Dr. Mei Chen, stood before the King, his eyes cast downward. "I'm afraid there's been no improvement, Your Majesty. He won't be able to wake up soon."
The King's gaze turned cold, his voice dripping with warning. "Are you sure?"
Dr. Mei Chen trembled, his head bowed in respect. "Y-yes, Your Majesty. I've done everything in my power, but...but he's been in this coma-like state"
The King's expression remained unreadable, but his voice took on a hint of frustration.
"Two years, and still, there's no progress? I expect better from you, Dr. Mei Che , you're the best of the all out there , you better be aware."
King warned,
Dr. Mei Chen swallowed hard, his eyes darting around the room before returning to the King. "I understand, Your Majesty. I'll continue to do everything I can to aid the prince's recovery."
The King's gaze lingered on Dr. Mei Chen for a moment before he turned to leave. "See that you do"
