What was meant to come would always come. He believed that Zhou Minsheng had probably already anticipated this day and was mentally prepared.

But that's just how people are. They are always reluctant to accept things and won't give up until the last moment.

Yun Xiangcheng suddenly remembered something and said, "I almost forgot one thing. Although there's no hope for Zhou Jing, the research team just sent a message saying that the anti-cancer drug has passed the bottleneck period, and the drug will be successfully developed soon and can be truly used in treatment."

Freya's depressed mood dissipated a lot upon hearing Yun Xiangcheng's words.

Using Zhou Jing's tragedy to ensure Zhou Minsheng's survival could be considered a silver lining in this misfortune.

Yun Xiangcheng didn't say anything more and left the space for the couple.

As soon as he left, Bradley reached out and took Freya's hand, saying softly, "The Freya I know is a vibrant woman who isn't affected by anything. But look at you now. It really makes me feel sorry for you."

Freya looked at him and forced a smile. "I'm tired, my husband."

She was human and could also feel exhausted.

She had just been persevering, hoping to see the day when the clouds would part and the sun would shine through.

Human nature was too complex, and she wasn't a savior. With her meager strength, to reach that day, she still had to take it one step at a time.

Bradley put his arm around her shoulders, resting his chin on her shoulder, and said in a hoarse voice, "If you're tired, just stop and take a rest. You were alone before, but now you have me. You can lean on me."

"Okay."

Freya responded.

She had always known that she wasn't fighting alone.

This man had enough strength to protect her, but she was just too prone to worry about losing him.

So no matter how difficult it was, she wanted to stay by his side and fight alongside him!

...

In the dungeon.

Mi Luo looked at the woman covered in injuries and whipped her hard with the whip in her hand. The sound of the skin being torn open was clearly audible.

As the woman's screams rang out, blood slowly trickled down along the whip.

It was like a gorgeous red flower, each drop of blood striking and horrifying.

After Mi Luo learned all the truth, the hatred in her heart surged like a surging river. She never expected that her own tragedy was actually caused by this woman.

If this woman hadn't swapped her and Ji Yueyue out of her own selfish desires, she wouldn't have almost been brutally killed by her biological mother.

Whenever Mi Luo thought of the pain she had endured over the years and the countless innocent lives lost, the strength in her hand kept increasing, and she whipped the woman again and again.

Soon, Doctor Chen passed out.

Mi Luo ordered someone to splash salt water on her to wake her up and then tortured her wildly again.

She didn't stop until the other woman was left with only a faint breath, panting heavily.

Behind her, Yun Xiangcheng watched all this in silence.

He didn't approach but let her vent her anger. He only moved closer when she stopped and gently hugged her from behind.

All of Mi Luo's stubbornness collapsed instantly with his hug, and she trembled violently in his arms.

"I want to kill her!"

She said hoarsely.

Yun Xiangcheng stroked her hair and said, "Okay. The person was handed over to you, so you can deal with her as you like. But Mi Luo, killing such a person would dirty your hands. It's not worth it!"

After saying that, Yun Xiangcheng stretched out one hand, took out a pistol from his waist, and with a bang, shot Doctor Chen in the leg.

The miserable scream echoed throughout the dungeon.

Yun Xiangcheng was also deeply pained by Mi Luo's background.

He was born into a family of traditional Chinese medicine, received a superior education, and enjoyed a comfortable life. His hands had mostly held a scalpel.

But at this moment, because he felt sorry for Mi Luo, he lost control of his emotions and fired the gun.

With the sound of the gunshot, Mi Luo looked at him in disbelief.

Since she met Yun Xiangcheng, she had never seen him take action personally. But now, for her sake, he actually shot Doctor Chen.

"If you want her to die, I'll do it!"

With this cold and heartless sentence, Yun Xiangcheng pulled the trigger again.

Just as he was about to fire the second shot, Mi Luo reached out and stopped him. "No. Your hands are meant to save people. This kind of thing isn't suitable for you to do."

Doctor Chen had too many sins on her. Letting her die like this would be too easy for her.

Mi Luo clenched her fists tightly and suddenly looked deeply at Yun Xiangcheng. "Zhou Jing, won't she be able to hold on for a few more days?"

Yun Xiangcheng didn't deny it and nodded. "Yes. At most, she can make it to the end of this month. I've already talked about this with Bradley and Freya. Freya will inform Zhou Minsheng soon."

"Such a young child. She hasn't even enjoyed the wonders of life yet, but she has to say goodbye to this world so soon. How pitiful!" Mi Luo was deeply pained, and her eyes gradually became blurred.

Suddenly, she turned to look at Doctor Chen, and a bold idea flashed through her mind.

"Cheng, do you think an adult's heart can be transplanted into a child?"

Upon hearing this, Yun Xiangcheng's pupils suddenly shrank.

When he understood what Mi Luo wanted to do, his eyes were filled with shock. "You want to transplant Doctor Chen's heart to Zhou Jing?"

Mi Luo nodded. "Since she only has a few days left to live, why not take a desperate try?"

Although she said so, this idea was really absurd.

Not to mention whether the heart could be matched or not, Zhou Jing's current condition wasn't suitable for surgery either.

Moreover, Doctor Chen had been in contact with the animalistic venom for years, and her blood type had also become abnormal. The probability of a successful match was extremely slim.

Mi Luo knew that her idea was ridiculous, but she didn't care anymore. She simply decided to treat a hopeless case as if there were still hope.

Since Doctor Chen had destroyed Zhou Jing's life, let Doctor Chen make up for it!

Yun Xiangcheng still thought it was a bit absurd. After thinking for a while, he said, "I'll discuss this with Freya and Bradley to see what they think. Besides, Zhou Jing is Zhou Minsheng's daughter, and we need to get his permission for this."

Mi Luo nodded. "Okay."

It was just a suggestion, and she couldn't control whether it could be carried out or not. But Mi Luo believed that Freya would agree with her idea.

Because, like herself, she still held onto a glimmer of hope!

...

Outside the ward.

Freya knocked on the door. When someone inside said "Come in", she pushed the door open and entered.

Zhou Minsheng had been in good spirits recently and was awake most of the time. When he saw that it was Freya, he immediately asked about Zhou Jing's situation. "Is there any news about the organ donor?"

Freya didn't say anything. She walked closer, her face looking a bit solemn.

Zhou Minsheng was good at reading people's expressions. He immediately felt that something was wrong and asked anxiously, "Is there something wrong?"

Zhou Jing was his daughter, and he knew her situation well over the years. The hospital had actually issued countless critical condition notices, but every time Zhou Jing managed to pull through, which gave Zhou Minsheng hope all the time.

Especially after learning about Freya's identity, Zhou Minsheng was even more convinced that she could cure Zhou Jing.

But at this moment, his heart was in a panic.