Hearing this, the baby beibei next to him immediately asked, "Mom, what's wrong with aunt?", a very concerned voice.

Mo Qingyi and Baobao Beibei have a very good relationship and have surpassed ordinary aunts and nephews.

When the baby heard such a sound at this moment, he was naturally worried.

Chu Jin squatted down and touched the baby Beibei's head, "Don't worry, baby Beibei, aunt is fine, she just suffered a little bit of minor injuries and will be healed soon."

"Mom, I want to go and see my aunt." Beibei blinked her big eyes and begged pitifully.

"I want to go too..." The baby pulled the corner of Chu Jin's clothes.

Mo Zhixuan sighed and half-squatted down, "Let's take them to have a look."

Chu Jin nodded, "Okay."

The family of four changed into sterilized clothes and appeared in the ICU.

Zhou Jin stood outside the ward of the ICU, Duanmu Sheng ran over from the corridor with his bag on his back and led Nian En.

"Grandma!" Nian En hugged Zhou Jin's calf excitedly.

"Nianen..." Zhou Jin hugged Nianen and couldn't help crying.

Nian En stood there in a daze, not knowing what to do.

Duanmu Sheng also said nervously, "Mom, what's going on? Don't cry. I don't know what to do if you cry..." Duanmu Sheng also had red eyes.

On the phone, Zhou Jin only said that she would come to the hospital as soon as possible, and did not say anything.

Now, seeing Zhou Jin like this, I know that this is definitely not a good thing.

Inside the ward.

Beibei held Mo Qingyi's hand tightly, tiptoed, and said to Mo Qingyi, "Aunt, I am Beibei. Don't you like me the most? Open your eyes and see if Beibei is good?"

The baby immediately said dissatisfiedly, "Aunt, you obviously like me the one you like the most. Aunt, hurry up and tell Beibei that the one you like the most is the baby."

Beibei understands medical principles. She held Mo Qingyi's hand and said to Chu Jin, "Mo Ma, my aunt's pulse is very weak. Has she suffered serious trauma?"

Chu Jin reached out and put his hand on Mo Qingyi's wrist and said to Beibei, "Let your mother come and take a look."

Beibei said that's right, Mo Qingyi's pulse is indeed very weak, and it's a few beats slower than ordinary people. If you drag on like this, Mo Qingyi won't last long.

Seeing Chu Jin's expression was so serious, Mo Zhixuan asked, "How is it?"

Chu Jin shook his head, everything was indifferent.

In addition to the iicu, Zhou Jin told Duanmu Sheng everything.

After hearing this, Duanmu Sheng was shocked and fell into a huge blow.

She grabbed Zhou Jin's hand tightly, "Mom, how did it become like this?"

Zhou Jin could no longer say anything, but just shook his head crying.

She didn't understand why unfortunate things always came to Duanmu's family.

Duan Mu Sheng had something like that before.

Now, Mo Qingyi is in a crisis of uncertainty in life and death.

Seeing Zhou Jin like this, Duanmu Sheng immediately comforted, "Mom, don't worry, there is still Jiu's sister-in-law here, Qingqing will definitely be fine, we must believe Jiu's sister-in-law."

While talking, Chu Jin and Mo Zhixuan and his family of four walked out of the ICU.

Chu Jin and Mo Zhixuan's expressions were very heavy, and the expressions of the two little guys were very bad.

"Sister-in-law Jiu, Qingqing..." Duanmu Sheng immediately met.

Chu Jin raised his eyes and looked at Duanmu Sheng, whispering, "Don't worry, I will do my best to save Qingqing."

Duanmuzhe led the dean to come from the other side.

"Mrs. Jiu, this is a report on the M virus in Miss Mo's body. You are here to see." The dean respectfully handed the report to Chu Jin.

Chu Jin took the report and looked carefully. His expression seemed to have not changed much, but in fact, it was already surging.

According to the report, Mo Qingyi has been infected with the virus for nearly five years.

But it hasn't happened yet.

Now that he encounters a blood attack, even Chu Jin is very difficult.

This virus originated from the Snow Mountains and has been solved by no one since ancient times.

"Xihe used to be a military doctor in Area A." Duanmuzhe walked to Chu Jin and whispered.

This statement is also a reminder to Chu Jin that this matter is probably related to Xihe.

Chu Jin frowned slightly and handed the report in his hand to the dean beside him, "Xihe is dead."

Xihe is already dead, which means that there is no cure for this poison.

Duanmuzhe also thought of this, and he looked at Chu Jin, "Sister-in-law, isn't there any way to do it?"

"This is the first time I have seen this poison." Chu Jin's face also looked very heavy.

Now Mo Qingyi has not only suffered a gunshot wound, but also suffered from this virus, which means that both feet have stepped into the Hall of Hell.

When Duanmu Sheng was in danger of death, Chu Jin was at least 30% sure, but now, Chu Jin is not even 30% sure.

The Xihe thread was buried deep enough. Five years ago, it could actually cause Mo Qingyi to be infected with this virus.

"Sister-in-law!" Duanmuzhe looked at Chu Jin, his eyes full of begging.

If even Chu Jin was helpless, then Mo Qingyi would be really helpless...

"Don't worry, I'll find a way." Chu Jin turned his eyes to the dean, "Please prepare a sterile room for me."

The dean naturally knew what Chu Jin meant and immediately said, "Okay, I'll do it right away."

Chu Jin nodded slightly and continued.

"Duanmu, you and Shengsheng will take your aunt down to rest. You haven't had a day off. Mo Zhixuan, take your mother, baby beibei out for dinner." Baby beibei hasn't eaten much for a day, and it's okay for adults, but children will definitely not be able to stand it.

"What about you?" Mo Zhixuan looked at Chu Jin, his eyes flashing with worry.

Now that Mo Qingyi has such a thing, he has no intention of having a meal, but there are old people and children here, so he has to consider it for the elderly and children.

"What do you eat later, just bring me some. I will give Qingqing surgery immediately, otherwise, her current situation may not last tonight." Chu Jin's voice sounded a little cold, without a trace of expression on her face.

Hearing this, Duanmu Zhe's legs and feet were weak, and he was about to collapse on the ground. Mo Zhixuan quickly supported him with his eyes and hands, "Dunmu, you can't fall down at this time, don't worry, Qingqing will be fine."

Duanmuzhe tried hard to keep himself standing there, and then nodded.

"Xiaozhe, there is always a solution to the problem. Let's go, I'll take you to a rest." Duanmu Sheng's voice was almost choking.
Chapter completed!