The Second Master’s Little Ancestor’s Vest Fell To the Ground

"Knock knock—"

Knock on the door lightly, push the door open and enter.

Tan Wan'an, who was sitting anxiously on the hospital bed, saw someone coming, and quickly stood up from the bed with a bang, with an anxious face, "I...how is my son? Why did he suddenly become unconscious?"

"Do other people infected with the K5 virus have this symptom? Or is it just my son?"

One question after another came down, but Mu Changying didn't show any impatience on his face.

Tongren was clear and indifferent, quietly listening to what Tan Wanan said.

"..."

After asking for a long time, without getting an answer, Tan Wan'an pursed her lips and calmed down silently.

"The virus has evolved, so the symptoms of coma will appear. There is no vaccine against the K5 virus yet, and only specific drugs can be used."

Mu Changying took out a set of Gu Xichen's blood test sheets and photos.

Gu Zhan stretched out his hand to take it. Although he couldn't understand what was being expressed, he was inexplicably restless and irritable.

He squeezed the list hard, his knuckles turned white, and forced himself to calm down, "How effective is the specific medicine? Can it restrain the virus from continuing to evolve?"

Mu Changying calmly said, "All I can tell you is that the medicine is only 30% effective, but if he has a good physique and survives, he may develop antibodies."

Before Gu Zhan could speak, Tan Wan'an couldn't help it, and screamed in disbelief, "Thirty percent? That's just a little? What if I can't make it through?"

She is just such a son, if something goes wrong, wouldn't it kill her?

Tan Wan'an covered his heart with one hand, his heart was throbbing, and tears rolled down unscrupulously.

"Chener, Chener, why is my minister so miserable?"

The virus in other people's body didn't evolve, so why did the virus in Chener's body evolve?

Looking at the girl in front of her, she knelt down, "I have never begged you for anything, this is the only time, I beg you to save my son."

She knelt and stepped forward, clasped Mu Changying's wrist with her gloved hands, praying all over her face.

"Just treat it... just treat it as I gave birth to you, and you are still kind..."

The woman kneeling on the ground had disheveled hair, dripping tears, and was in a panic.

"..."

Without the expected pleasure, Mu Changying's heart was peaceful.

She looked at Tan Wan'an with calm eyes, and when the other party thought that her prayer was hopeless, she replied in a low voice, "Okay, I promise you."

As you said, it is your kindness that gave birth to me.

As long as Gu Xichen is saved, it will be written off from now on, and neither will be owed.

Tan Wanan, "..."

Hearing the girl's answer, she should have been happy, but for some reason, her heart throbbed violently, and she was about to be drowned by waves of discomfort, unable to breathe.

She lowered her head uncomfortably, wiped her tears, "OK, OK, thank you..."

Gu Zhan frowned, and stretched out his hand to hold Tan Wan'an.

Idiot, idiot, what is this doing? The favor of giving birth to Mu Changying?

Doing so would undoubtedly sever the relationship between Mu Changying and the Gu family.

Does she know how great the interests of this daughter are?

The more Gu Zhan thought about it, the more angry he became, the depression accumulated in his chest, and the calculation in his eyes rushed towards his face.

Being stared at by this look, Mu Changying felt displeased, and said lightly, "Since I'm fine, I'll go out first."

After finishing speaking, without waiting for their husband and wife to respond, they turned and left without hesitation.