Pei Family.
These days, a constant gloom hangs overhead, deathly still. The atmosphere is very oppressive.
The servants are all lying low, no one dares to linger in front of Pei Xun, lest they become cannon fodder.
"Ding," Pei Xun's phone receives a message.
He clicks it open, and it's a video sent by Gu Xuanye.
For the past few days, Gu Xuanye has been sending a video of Pei Tianshuo to his phone every day.
The medicine developed by Qin Chuanyou wasn't given to Pei Tianshuo, his body's virus is uncontrolled, and naturally, his situation is much worse than the Little Demon King.
Yesterday was just a nosebleed, today he's already running a high fever, lying on a wooden bed, his whole body burning and delirious. Lips are dark blue, skin is waxy yellow, the virus is devouring every capillary within him, like a knife inching across the skin, causing him to convulse with pain.
