The doctor in charge of Jing Zhi's daily life was an Asian girl with black hair and black eyes. She was wearing a full set of protective masks and plastic gloves, as if she was afraid of getting infected.
She handed the hot water to Jing Zhi and said in fluent English, "I've never seen a poison more powerful than the virus in your body. Eat it, it won't kill you. "
She spoke in such a mature tone that Jing Zhi couldn't help but doubt her age.
"How old are you?"
The girl lied without even blinking. "I'm almost forty. "
Jing Zhi didn't believe her. He leaned forward and stared at her transparent mask. "You're not forty, you're fourteen, right?"
"Fourteen? I'm a veteran doctor in the Research Institute. Virus cultivation, bacterial reproduction, human stem cell transplantation, what do I not know? If fourteen can learn this much, I'll be the number one genius in the world!"
Jing Zhi still didn't believe her.
