out a silver needle from somewhere and placing it in her hand. "Please deliver this silver needle to the person who brought me to the hospital," she said. "I am eternally grateful to them. If they eve...Six days have passed in the blink of an eye.

Mu Xing finally woke up from her coma. Light pierced into her eyes, and she closed them slowly.

The rest of her senses quickly recovered as well. She felt the warmth enveloping her hands, and she opened her eyes to look around.

At the bedside, a man sat in the accompanying chair, his hollow eyes staring blankly. His handsome brows were furrowed with anxiety.

He had lost a considerable amount of weight, his sharp facial features were even more prominent and gaunt, with heavy dark circles under his eyes and a beard starting to grow on his chin. He looked quite haggard.

His tailored suit was crumpled and wrinkled, clearly unpressed for some time.

In my memory, Uncle Xia always looked dignified and alluring. The first time Mu Xing saw him like this, she couldn't help but feel a pang of sympathy.

The little hand in his palm, clasped back at his.

The man's deep-set brows shot up, surprise and panic mixing as he reached out to touch Mu Xing's delicate face. "Baby, you're awake."

"Mm."

Mu Xing took off her oxygen mask, and the man suddenly leaned in to hug her.

He was clearly so eager, yet he still held her with great care, afraid of hurting her.

"Star..."

Fu Lingxiao buried his face in her neck, closed his eyes, and whispered softly.

No one knew how terrified he was during those six days she lay in a coma.

I'm afraid she won't wake up again, I'm afraid of losing her completely...

I was so scared that I didn't dare to sleep for even a second, so scared that my heart felt like it was about to stop beating.

Right now, listening to her breathing, feeling her warmth.

The suffocating feeling that had been crushing his heart finally subsided, and he finally felt like he was alive.

The man's body was trembling slightly. Mu Xing reached out and hugged him, her small hand gently stroking his spine, "Don't worry, I'm fine now."

She wasn't comforting him; she was truly fine.

There was no weakness or discomfort at all, instead, I felt full of energy and strength, eager to run a few laps. But obviously, this state wasn't normal.

With his racing heart calmed, Fu Lingxiao released Mu Xing and reached for the call bell on the bedside table. He pressed it, then sat back in the bedside chair and retook Mu Xing's hand.

Soon, Yu Rong and He Chao arrived together.

Seeing Mu Xing wake up, He Chao's tightly furrowed brows finally relaxed.

While Yu Rong's expression remained grave, she quickly walked to the other side of the bed and began checking on Mu Xing.

Everything is normal.

The normal weirdness.

This is not at all the physical condition of someone who has just been seriously injured.

She looked at Mu Xing's sickly complexion, her eyebrows furrowed tightly as she flipped her over and untied the gauze covering the gunshot wound on her back.

His pupils contracted violently!

The wound was actually recovering at a visible speed!

Yu Rong's hands trembled uncontrollably. She desperately controlled her emotions and changed the gauze for Mu Xing, forcing a nonchalant tone: "Miss Mu Xing is recovering well, just need to rest properly from now on."

Mu Xing scratched her fingers in the man's palm, "Heard it Don't worry."

Fu Lingxiao's lips curled into a slight smile. "En, I'll go out and have the bodyguard call Butler Wu to bring you some food."

After finishing his words, he brought his hand to his lips and gently kissed it before getting up and walking out of the ward.

Then I'll go too, Miss Mu Xing, you rest well.

Yu Rong hurried away, closing the door.

He Chao walked to the bedside and gently rubbed Mu Xing's head, "You really scared your brother to death."

"Don't be afraid, don't be afraid, I'm fine now, aren't I"

Mu Xing rushed towards him with a sweet smile, and said, "Brother Chao, can you help me take these things off I'm so uncomfortable."

Besides the IV drips, she had all sorts of tubes inserted into her body. She was in terrible pain.

Since her condition was relatively stable, he agreed to meet with her.

Mu Xing took advantage of He Chao's low head to help her dismantle the instrument, her eyes glanced at the tightly closed door, and the smile in her eyes dimmed.

Suddenly, the door to the ward was flung open.

"Twinkle, twinkle little star!"

Shén Luè, clad in a hospital gown, rushed in from outside, his handsome face beaming with joy.

He'd come to visit Mu Xing several times every day these past few days. He'd also told the bodyguard stationed outside the ward to notify him immediately if Little Star woke up. Well, as soon as he received the message, he rushed over.

"Little star, you're finally awake. Are you feeling any discomfort now"

He stood by the hospital bed, his brown eyes tightly locked on Mu Xing, anxiously asking her.

Mu Xing met his concerned gaze and shook her head, smiling. "I'm fine, nothing wrong."

"That's good, that's good…"

Shen Lue's body, tense as a string, finally relaxed. But in an instant, he remembered that the toxin in Xiao Xingxing's blood had reached 100%.

His heart skipped a beat, wanting to take a closer look at Mu Xing, but suddenly heard her say, "Shen Luege, I'm seeing you wear light-colored clothes for the first time"

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The little girl looked at him with shining eyes.

Shen Yue's hand hanging by his side nervously gripped his hospital gown, he lowered his head to glance at the blue and white uniform and muttered with self-deprecation, "Am I hideous"

"No way, it's beautiful."

Mu Xing looked at him seriously, "Shen Luege, no matter what you wear, you look good."

“……”

Originally, in the little girl's eyes, he was handsome, wasn't he

Unspeakable joy swayed in the shadows, Shen Yue quietly curving the corners of her lips.

At the end of the corridor, Fu Lingxiao stood by the window, his face stern. A pair of dusty black eyes seemed to be confronting the darkness, and his voice was chillingly cold: "What's Mu Xing's current condition"

Yu Rong's face was grave as she said, "The poison's properties have been fully activated."

Fu Lingxiao's handsome brows furrowed, and he said in a deep voice, "The characteristics of Storm 101 are rapid acceleration of metabolism and unlimited stimulation of human potential. Is the toxin in Mu Xing's blood also this characteristic"

Yu Rong didn't expect him to have already found out about Storm 101. She glanced at him, "This is just one feature. I'm not very clear on the others."

The toxins in Xiao Benty's blood were extracted from a group of DNA modified bacteria and viruses. There was no precedent for experimentation, so she had no way of knowing.

"Really"

Fu Lingxiao's voice was deep, "Then do you know, who injected Mu Xing with this toxin, or where it was injected"

The tone, clearly a demand for an answer.

Yu Rong's heart skipped a beat, her throat tightening. She questioned with displeasure, "What do you mean, Mr. Fu"

But Fu Lingxiao shifted the topic, “The infected in Storm 101, from infection to death, doesn't exceed three months at most.”

Yu Rong was stunned for a moment, then reacted to what he wanted to know. After thinking for a while, she said: "I previously estimated that it would take at most a month, but now, I'm not sure. Mu Xing's situation is really strange, either shorter or longer."

After a pause, he added: "But one thing is certain, the countdown has begun." and immediately after, soft lips were pressed against his thin ones.This was the first time the little girl had ever kissed him on her own accord!Fu Lingxiao's thick eyelashes trembled, just about to...