After Transmigration, I Picked Up A Husband and Daughter

Su Yu carefully observed from the side. Although Jiang Wangshan was conscious, his face was contorted, and his speech was unclear. He nearly completely lacked the ability to move below the neck, with only his head capable of slight movement, and that required all his strength to make a small shift in his position.

He had also lost control of his bladder and bowels, which often involuntarily expelled.

Overall, Jiang Wangshan’s mobility issues were likely due to spinal damage, while his facial expressions and speech difficulties could be the result of damage to the related nerves or speech-control areas in his brain.

After Jiang Wangshan had finished eating, Su Yu took his pulse and inquired about his daily living habits, confirming that her diagnosis matched the actual condition.

Su Yu sighed softly, "This really isn’t easy."

Although Xie Xinghua had been mentally prepared, this conversation undoubtedly touched her pain point again, and the faint flame of hope in her heart seemed to be extinguished by cold water once more.

But she was not willing to give up just yet and pleaded, "Is there really no other treatment method?"

After a moment’s thought, Su Yu could only promise to do her best but dared not offer a definite answer.

"I will explore all possibilities to the best of my ability,"

promised Su Yu earnestly.

"Good, good, good, Sister-in-law, you go ahead and do your best without worry. Whatever the outcome, I will accept it without any complaints,"