"How is she doing?" the Eighth Prince asked anxiously, staring at the motionless Nie Yun.
More than ten minutes had passed since Nie Yun began inserting the needles. He remained still, and no one dared interrupt him.
The Second Prince looked relaxed, with even the faintest hint of a carefree smile at the corners of his mouth.
He had used no fewer than three methods on Linda. The first two were merely distractions, which ordinary physicians might cure if they invested enough time and effort.
The third, however, was a biological weapon the Second Prince had obtained through secret channels in the Empire's military.
The virus was not only extremely difficult to detect, but also took very little time to cause illness.
Toxins could be neutralized, but a virus capable of spreading and replicating itself was exceedingly difficult to eradicate. Even replacing organs would only treat the symptoms, not the cause.
This virus multiplied and spread exceptionally fast, and its astonishing ability to mutate and lie dormant made it even more troublesome.
Without a targeted antiviral drug, the virus would begin impairing the functions of tissues and organs within three hours, eventually killing its host.
The virus did not quite qualify as incurable, but even with the resources of the entire Empire, developing the corresponding drug had taken a full six months.
Even the faster option of nanorobots would require at least ten to fifteen days, from studying its pathology to clinical trials and mass production.
Linda had only three hours to live. No matter how capable this Divine Physician Hua was, he could not possibly save her in so little time!
In other words, Linda's illness... had no solution!
The Second Prince was very confident.
Yet a moment later, he suddenly noticed that something seemed wrong with Linda.
Sweat