It was the decline in human resistance that allowed the virus to rapidly attack the body, causing people to fall ill quickly.
Ruan Tianling had been out for a long time, and the virus had already begun to harm his body.
At first, he could endure without coughing, but now once he started coughing, he couldn't stop.
"Cough cough... How much longer?!" he asked angrily.
The driver responded indifferently, "What's the rush? I'm waiting for the boss's instructions."
No sooner had he spoken than his phone rang.
Reaching for the phone, just as he was about to answer, Ruan Tianling snatched it quickly and answered the call.
"Wilson! What kind of tricks are you playing? I want to see you now, let me see you immediately!"
Chou Yinbo said with a light smile, "There's no need to hurry, I will definitely meet with you before you die. Now hand the phone over to my man, right now, immediately."
Ruan Tianling's face turned ashen, but he had no choice but to pass the phone to the driver.
