"The problem is quite serious." Wang Jian had mentioned before that this medicine was poisonous.
Li Liping fell silent, filled with immense regret. If she had known it would turn out this way, she would have been more assertive and insisted that Zhang Li find Wang Jian first. That would have been much better than their current predicament. She weakly asked, "Is there still any chance of saving him?"
"Which aspect are you asking about?" Wang Jian asked, observing her expression before continuing, "It's not life-threatening, but *that*... part might not be salvageable. Let's go take a look first."
The two of them moved swiftly. Li Liping's anxiety was one reason, but the damnable weather was another. For some reason, it was even hotter than usual today; every extra second spent outdoors felt like torture. The outdoor temperature might have even exceeded forty degrees Celsius, which was simply absurd. In this heat, many people were likely suffering from heatstroke.
