His suppressed voice sounded extremely hoarse as he asked: "What was the result?"
Luo Qin looked at the analysis report, frowned, and said a little seriously: "Miss Xiahou, there is a mutated virus in Miss Xiahou's body. According to the detection of the database, this virus has not yet appeared on the earth." The implication is,
The virus in her body did not come from Earth.
Dongfang Xing's face suddenly turned livid, his fists clenched loudly, and he gritted his teeth: "Is there a way to remove it?"
Luo Qin shook her head solemnly: "This mutated virus is not a product of the earth. We have to find the source of the virus before we can analyze its components. All we can do now is to temporarily suppress it by infusion."
Dongfang Xing looked at the unconscious man, his heart felt like it was being pricked by thousands of needles.
Luo Qin glanced at him: "This mutated virus is ingested from food. The virus will spread automatically, multiply and mutate. Now it has reached the point of being out of control. If we don't find a treatment as soon as possible, our lives may be in danger."
food?
I already had a premonition in my heart, but I didn't expect it to be true.
Dongfang Xing's handsome face was so cold that there was no edge.
It was already bright at this moment, and the warm morning light came in from the window and fell on the cold ward.
Xiahou Huan'er slowly woke up and frowned when she saw herself lying on the hospital bed with a needle hole in her wrist for infusion.
Dongfang Xing immediately walked over and sat down by the bed, with no emotion on his face.
She frowned at him and asked, "Am I sick?"
He stretched out his big palm, gently stroked her cheek, nodded, and whispered: "Have a good rest."
Xiahou Huan'er stared at his face, not only calm, but also calm.
Could it be that she was just sick?
She touched her belly, which was already flattened by hunger, and said with a grimace, "I'm so hungry."
Dongfang Xing took out an energy candy, peeled off the sugar coating, and stuffed the candy into her mouth.
He said calmly: "When you can be discharged from the hospital, I will ask the cook to cook you a big meal."
Xiahou Huan'er looked at him with the sweet candy in her mouth, with an expectant smile on her face.
She said coquettishly: "I don't want a cook to do it, I want you to do it."
Dongfang Xing nodded, raised the corners of his lips slightly, and said calmly: "When you get better, I will do it for you myself."
The smile on Xiahou Huan'er's face became even brighter.
She thought of Shen Tiao and asked, "How is Shen Tiao's injury? Can he be saved?"
Dongfang Xing held her cold little hand, nodded and said: "The bullet in his body has been removed. He is a genetically modified human being. His body functions are supernormal and he will wake up soon."
Xiahou Huan'er was surprised: "Genetic improvement?"
Dongfang Xing said calmly: "The emperor has an organization that specializes in studying improved human genes."
Xiahou Huan'er suddenly realized: "Oh, I understand, it's almost like the research institute of the zombie camp." Then, she remembered the one hundred mutated zombies whose experiments failed. The genes were too scary.
Dongfang Xing stretched out his hand to rub the top of her head and said calmly: "Rest, don't think so much."
Xiahou Huan'er nodded obediently, smiled and said: "Okay, you don't have to accompany me, I can do it by myself, you can go and do your work."
At this time, this woman's sensibleness did not make him happy, but instead made his heart throb.
When they mentioned eating just now, they didn't mention the Persian cat, as if they already knew it tacitly.
She is a smart little woman, she can guess it even if he doesn't say it.
