Fu Weizhi sat quietly on the sofa, with a laptop placed on the coffee table in front of him.
The laptop screen showed an image of Shen Yanhe lying in the laboratory.
An assistant knocked and entered the room, glanced at the screen, and asked in a low voice, "BOSS, do we really have to inject her with that substance?"
"She is the doctor's daughter. If the doctor finds out we used the drug on her… the doctor might argue with you."
The assistant suggested, "Her blood type is the same as yours. How about we keep her as a 'Medicine Man'?"
"No." Fu Weizhi's eyes were deep as he looked at the image on the computer: "Use it on her."
"Only by using it on her will Shen Zhong go to all lengths to develop the medicine that will keep her alive. If she can live, so can I."
The assistant seemed to want to say more but ultimately could only reply softly, "Yes."
After the assistant left, Fu Weizhi sat for a long time without stirring.
