Nianyang spoke softly, "Tingyan, don't worry. I drink Spiritual Spring water every day, so my immunity is strong. I'll wear a mask properly and disinfect thoroughly. I won't let myself get infected with SARS."
Li Tingyan turned his face, "But accidents can happen, Nini. I can't gamble, you know?"
How can he choose when his wife is about to give birth in ten days, yet she has to rush to the SARS frontline?
This is pushing Nianyang towards death, but how can he refuse?
They are not ordinary people; they cannot selfishly escape while living.
At this moment, Li Tingyan only hates that he doesn't know medicine.
That way, he could do these things instead of Nianyang.
Ultimately, Li Tingyan still stepped back. Despite her big belly, Nianyang joined the research for treatment, collecting all the patients' blood samples and then entering the laboratory to begin equipment testing.
