Race Against Life and Death

(Unless anything unexpected happens, it should wrap up around late June or early July. The new book will have to wait until mid-July.)

(I've been crazy busy lately, and I'll be even busier for a while after this, so updates may stop at any time!)

Wang De's condition worsened by the day.

The first three days were the most painful for him, because his body was changing from healthy to unhealthy, from whole to crippled. Many relatives cried outside the hospital room, their sobs shaking the heavens and placing enormous psychological pressure on Wang De.

After three days, Wang De calmed down and began adapting to his gradually decaying body.

After more than a dozen consecutive radiation-removal treatments, the ulceration of his skin slowed.

But it could not be squeezed with any force. Even a slight pinch to the skin on his legs would make the skin peel away, with blood pouring out and impossible to stop.

The deterioration of his skin slowed, but his internal organs began to fail.

On the morning of the fourth day, Wang De was rushed into emergency care after his heart stopped. Fortunately, the doctors at the experimental base were all top-tier masters, and they dragged him back from the brink of death.

When he came out of the emergency room, Wang De laughed openly. "Chen Zhao told me to hold on for a month, but I ended up in emergency care before I could even last a week. I'm afraid I won't be able to complete the mission!"

The nurse was an old friend of Wang De's and spoke bluntly. "You're too old. Your health was already poor to begin with, and after all this, you're more likely to die earlier than young people."

Wang De nodded. "That makes sense."

On the fifth