Zhuo Junyue, of course, knew this. However, as the successor of the Zhuo family, he always had to think one step further than others.
He must always be prepared for every possibility, even predicting the worst-case scenario in advance.
"Mu Feng, I see that the time of virus attacks are becoming shorter and shorter, I must make things clear while I still have clear consciousness. As for the antidote, you just do your best."
"Bro, I will never let anything happen to you."
After Zuo Mufeng hung up the phone, he thought of that little devil.
If he caught her, could he exchange her for the antidote?
He knew clearly in his heart that this strain of the virus had mutated.
The toxicity was peculiar and it couldn't be detoxified in any conventional way.
Even his master was not confident in handling it.
Perhaps, considering what he knows about his own body, he had a forethought to even the worst-case scenario.
Zhuo Junyue returned to the room to see the little one sound asleep.
