My blood can cure

Dusk fell.

Finally, the door was opened.

The butler here walked in and, seeing him, Ye Anqi stood up and asked with concern,

"Excuse me, how is Mr. Bei doing now?"

The butler said indifferently, "The young master is currently unconscious, and his condition is not very good."

Ye Anqi was momentarily stunned. "What exactly is wrong with him?"

"I think Miss Ye should be the clearest about this," he replied.

"..."

The butler asked directly, "Miss Ye, what have you and the young master been through? Why has the young master been attacked by an unknown virus?"

Ye Anqi had already guessed that Bei Jingshen had contracted the virus from the valley.

Yet, knowing this for certain was still hard for her to accept.

"Can the virus be treated?" she asked instead of answering.

"How can we treat it when we don't even know what virus it is? I came to find out more, hoping that Miss Ye would cooperate."

Ye Anqi nodded and roughly recounted the events.