The damage is extensive as a shot through the head would be but the healing seems to be having a slight effect. At least, Wei Ying's eyes shift slightly toward Lan Zhan is some vague semblance of alertness.

"Lan Zhan," he whispers so quietly, the name slurring together. The left of the brain is where the speech and language functions are located, after all. That he can speak at all is a positive sign.

"I'm sorry..."