"Yeah, Mommy's not in a hurry." In order to keep the two little ones from worrying, Mengmeng could only force a smile.
Now she and the institute were unable to even separate the special substance that could resist the Despair virus from the blood, let alone produce a medication. With Sanbao's condition worsening by the day, how could she not be anxious?
The two little ones, still young, truly believed Mengmeng was not in a hurry and eagerly urged her, "Then Mommy, you eat quickly."
"Okay."
Mengmeng smiled, took off her gloves, and sat down at the table beside her.
Although the research institute also had a cafeteria, it served the same few dishes every day, which people quickly grew tired of eating. She had casually complained once, and as a result, Dabao and Erbao insisted on bringing her meals every day.
While eating, Erbao tilted his little head and suddenly said, "Mommy, I want to tell you something fun."
