Wen Yanqing's expression was somewhat grave.
Qiao Yucong's mood also sank, "The girl can't remember what happened before. Could it be the effect of the drugs? Is there anything else?"
"This toxin will remain in the blood, slowly seeping and primarily damaging the brain nerves. There might also be speech impediments, hearing, vision, or movement disorders, and so on."
"How can it be so serious? Do you have any confidence that you can cure it?"
"There is no complete certainty."
Suddenly, he felt Qiao Yucong's gaze freeze on something behind him.
Turning around, Mu Xingye's figure appeared before his eyes.
"Young Master Mu!"
"Young Master Mu!"
Both of them called out in unison.
Mu Xingye strode towards the house and immediately saw the slender figure curled up on the sofa.
The already taut emotions, because of Wen Yanqing's words, did not relax one bit.
