Mu Zhuoshen shook his head, "Young Master Qiao, even if someone took it to the International Biology Group, they might not be able to develop an antidote for X-TUI within six months. Ms. Han and I have analyzed it several times overnight and still have no clue."
Qiao Chengxun suddenly felt some regret. His girl had heard these words, so he immediately said to the phone, "Meimei, just wait for me to come back."
"When?" Wen Meimei had exhausted the last bit of her patience.
She desperately needed help from others, and if Qiao the King of Hell couldn't help, she would find assistance elsewhere, even if it meant stepping into Hell.
As long as her father was safe, she was willing to do anything.
Qiao Chengxun said, "I'll be back the day after tomorrow."
"Alright." Wen Meimei responded, still unwilling to give up, she tentatively asked, "If an antidote for X-TUI can't be developed, will you give me the blueprint?"
Qiao Chengxun said, "Meimei, the blueprint doesn't exist."
