No one saw Rong Tianshi's car accident coming, and no one even knew about it. At the same time, the atmosphere in the lab was rather upbeat. A smile finally graced Rong Qi's face.
Back in Clearcreek Mansion, Rong Qi fed a newly formulated pill to Ye Nanshen with trepidation. Zhuang Ling and Xu Yi watched anxiously, their eyes fixated on him.
"How are you feeling, Shen? Feeling alright?" Lu Chengzhou felt like his breath had been taken away.
The medicine had just been synthesized by Lu Chengzhou and Rong Qi, and they only had time to test it on lab rats. Unable to find any other patients suffering from the K3 virus, they decided to administer the pill to Ye Nanshen.
There wasn't any time to waste because Ye Nanshen's condition was deteriorating fast. His face had turned as white as a porcelain doll, alarming everyone around him. He took the pill with a sip of water. "I don't feel anything," he said.
