He said, "Let me think about it carefully."
Zhuang Long returned to his room and sat by the bed in deep thought for a long time. Only then did he vaguely remember that there seemed to be such a girl. When he thought of this, memories poured into his mind like a flood. He had a deep impression of that girl who loved beauty. After all, a woman who cared so much about her beauty under such circumstances was considered a weirdo.
Zhuang Long remembered that the young blonde girl lived with a housekeeper. When they first met, the girl was already infected with the virus, but the housekeeper was not. When they developed the antidote and returned there again, the blonde girl came alone for treatment.
Her housekeeper had already passed away.