The only thing he could do now was quickly find an effective treatment plan to control the further spread of the virus, and that would already be good enough. But right now, he couldn't even manage that.
Xiao Yifei returned home, having bought groceries, but now didn't have the mood to cook, so he decided to wait for Tang Rong to come back and just order takeaway.
Xiao Yifei put down his things and went into his room, took out the medical book left by his grandfather, and started to read it. Last time, he found the cure from his grandfather's book; he hoped he could do the same this time. But he nearly tore the book to shreds without finding any clues.
He closed his eyes and lay down on the bed, thinking of his grandfather again. If only his grandfather were here, he would surely find a way. Xiao Yifei always thought of his grandfather at times like these, the grandfather who took care of him for half his life. He never even had the chance to properly show his gratitude to him.
