C362 Sacrifice

Qiao Wei had been bustling around the lab for hours when she finally lifted her gaze from the workbench. She swept her damp, disheveled hair back from her temples, revealing a weary yet contented smile.

Her grin only widened as she glanced at Chu Qing, sprawled on the floor, sleeping like the dead. With a triumphant tilt of her head, she downed the antidote she'd concocted