Shi Shi deftly jumped in front of the computer, merely searching for some information—it wouldn't pose a challenge for her.
Meanwhile, Jiang Xiao's gaze was drawn to the injection syringes held by mechanical arms.
He walked closer and noticed a row of different medicine bottles, each labeled with various technical terms, some of which he couldn't even pronounce.
"Damn, the disadvantage of being uneducated."
He wasn't a doctor and had no knowledge of the specific effects of these medications.
But he knew that in the face of such a terrifying viral infection, antibiotics might be the only hope.
He hesitated for a moment but ultimately decided to take action.
"Brother, don't blame me for being ruthless—anyway, you're doomed," Jiang Xiao murmured to himself as he picked out a few of the most potent-looking antibiotics.
Then he decisively started operating the mechanical arms, aligning the syringes with the medicine bottles and drawing the liquid.
