"Grandma, there's something else. I'm not sure if I should tell you."
"What is it? Just say it."
"While I was on a business trip abroad, I saw a case similar to Young Master Mu's illness. I thought it might help with his condition, so I looked into it deeply."
"And then?"
"That person couldn't make it and died."
Lady Mu's heart sank suddenly, "This kind of strange illness, if one were in an ordinary family, they'd be doomed."
"Grandma, but I got some news—that person wasn't sick at all! Instead, they had contracted some sort of virus."
"A virus?"
"Yes! Grandma, look, I even brought back some documents." Wei Lingyu opened his phone and handed it to Lady Mu.
"These are photos of those people when they were ill, exactly the same as Young Master Mu."
Lady Mu took a look, and indeed, they were exactly the same.
"This isn't an illness? It's a virus?"
