Xiao Lijin was puzzled, but his wife's words were always right, so he listened.
Perhaps it was because the room was filled with dead bodies that Lin Yuwei passed out with fright.
Xiao Lijin approached her: "I'm sorry, Qingzhu, I'm late."
"It's okay, just take me back first."
Xiao Lijin also noticed her abnormality and directly picked her up.
"Take Lin Yuwei with us."
"Okay."
Lin Yuwei couldn't be left to the neighboring country; otherwise, they would continue with that plan. Bai Qingzhu absolutely couldn't risk her daughter's life on it.
Of course, there was another, more important reason for her to be there.
On the way, Bai Qingzhu, enduring the pain, also called Qiao Yaoran.
When they reached the laboratory at her company, Qiao Yaoran was already there.
Bai Qingzhu walked over and presented her arm to him: "We don't have much time; hurry and draw my blood, or else, in less than five and a half hours, I might completely die."
