Nan Qianhong had a lot of fun with Nan Qianzhong all day long, Duan Nian also invited them to the children's restaurant in the amusement park and ate a family photo package, and when the sun set, Nan Qianzhong was already familiar with Duan Nian to the point that he was reluctant to let go of his arms around people's necks.

Nan Qianhong was in a complicated mood, on the one hand, she felt that Duan Nian could actually be a very good friend, but on the other hand, she was angry, how many professions can be done in this world, he is such a smart and talented person, why do you have to sell drugs for Mao?

"Uncle, if you had a choice, what would be the profession you would most like to do?" She asked, seemingly casually.

"Vendors who buy toys. Every child receives a toy from my hand and gives me the brightest smile on my face, so that I can have a good time every day. Duan Nian replied seriously, and Nan Qianhong's heart became more and more sad.

That night, Nan Chiju suddenly had a high fever, and then there was a news report, saying that seventy percent of the people who went to Tianchang Amusement Park that day had begun to have a high fever, of which children were 100 percent ill, and adults were also fifty percent ill.

The odds are almost certainly some kind of terrible infectious disease, and the scope of the disease is so concentrated that it is particularly likely to be man-made.

It was already more than twelve o'clock in the evening when Nan Qianhong learned the news, and neither Nanfang nor Song Yanyan wanted to inform her at first, but after the news report came out, they began to worry about whether she would also be infected, so they notified her.

On the way to the hospital, Nan Qianhong's first suspicion was Duan Nian, for no reason, he, a drug dealer, would run to the playground to be nostalgic? No matter how you think about him, he is the most suspicious!

At this moment, she received a call from Duan Nian: "Little girl, how are you?" No fever, right? ”

"I don't have a fever yet, but my brother has a fever." Nan Qianhong said in a deep voice, she felt that Duan Nian called at this time just to let her dispel her suspicions about him.

"This incident is man-made, I will get the antidote as soon as possible, don't worry, I will not let you die!" After Duan Nian finished speaking, he hung up the phone.

This sentence was said in a foggy manner, and Nan Qianhong was a little unclear for a while, was he saying this to cover up, or was he really innocent?

However, the stakes were very high, and she still transferred the phone recording between Duan Nian and her to Ning Yuanfang as soon as possible.

When Nan Qianhong rushed to the hospital, she saw that Song Yanyan's eyes were already red from crying, her injuries had just stabilized, and the wounds had not fully healed.

Nanfang tried his best to comfort her on the side: "Don't cry, don't cry, it's easy to open the wound, Qianzhong will be fine, the doctors are doing their best to treat him." ”

It turned out that Nan Qianzhong had been sent to the CPU, and Nan Qianhong certainly understood the meaning, which meant that her brother's life could be in danger at any time.

She has nothing in this world, no spiritual power, no spiritual power, and she can't open her space button, and now that her brother is in danger, she can't help him at all.

No, it's not! She didn't have nothing, she still had an advanced understanding of potions, hadn't she worked with the Biogenetics Research Institute before? Now she can still work with them again!

Nan Qianhong contacted the research group that was currently following up on this sudden infectious disease through the research institute she had worked with in the past, and after presenting her previous research results, she was allowed to join the highest-level research group.