"Uncle, please let go of me, I can't go to the hospital with you, I still have to sit for my college entrance exam." Tong Mo pleaded with the man in a tone one would use with a small child.
However, the man who had fallen into a coma did not hear her words at all, his hand still tightly gripping hers.
Seeing this, hospital staff quickly came over to pry Li Zijue's hand off, but they could not loosen his grip.
The man's hand was like a giant iron clamp, completely immovable.
"We can't keep prying; otherwise, the patient's hand might fracture," one of the medical staff cautioned.
Upon hearing this, Tong Mo quickly withdrew her hand, no longer daring to pull on his.
"Young lady, could you please come with us in the ambulance to the hospital? Once there, I can use tools to separate your hands," a medical staff member urgently said.
"But... I have to go take my college entrance exam," Tong Mo said with difficulty.
