Wen Meimei obediently nodded, patted her father's arm, and said with a silly smile, "Dad, I'm your daughter. You have to wake up soon, okay?"
Qiao Chengxun suddenly felt a dull pain in his chest and quickly moved his hand away from his wife. He said in a deep voice, "Meimei, I'm going out to make a call. Stay here and talk to your dad, I'll come back to find you in a bit."
"Mm-hmm!" Wen Meimei nodded.
Qiao Chengxun turned to leave, gently closing the door behind him.
Alone, he walked to the end of the corridor and stood on the balcony, gazing into the distance.
At that moment, Mu Zhuoshen came over and stood next to him.
"I've been studying your wife's blood. Perhaps we can find an antibody for the X-TUI virus through her blood, but don't get your hopes too high. There are too many uncertainties in this kind of thing."
"Under what circumstances does blood turn black?"
