What a Tragic World (I)

Chenghuan Commandery.

Di Prince's Mansion.

Di Qiuyan clicked her tongue.

Winter was nearly over, yet she had not even finished a third of the sweater she was making for Zhou Zhi.

For Di Qiuyan as she was now, there was no kind of sweater she could not buy. What mattered was the thought behind it, and that was important.

To that end, she had sought out her mother, Di Wen, some time ago to ask for guidance.

Di Wen still did not know that Zhou Zhi was alive. She merely saw that Xiao Qiu, who had always been so cold, had become much more lively, so naturally she did not refuse.

"You need to thread it like this here..."

Di Wen was in the middle of instructing her.

At that moment, Di Qiuyan seemed to sense something.

Di Wen's Pathogenization Index was falling!

At the same time, Di Wen felt that her mind had never been so clear.

The sensation of declining memory and faint pain in her nerves and blood vessels had completely vanished.

"Is it..."

"Alzheimer's?"

Joy welled up in Di Qiuyan's heart, but unfortunately, Xiao Qiu had already grown accustomed to wearing an expressionless face.

Di Qiuyan knew that her mother's dementia had initially been caused by Zhong Panxi. After she became a Human Dragon, she had sought out quite a few Plague Exterminators in Chengyun who specialized in neurodegenerative diseases, and her mother had recovered considerably. Then she had been attacked by Vermilion Bird, the pestilence of dementia itself, and her pathogenization had worsened greatly recently.

But what was happening now?

Could it be?

Di Qiuyan's beautiful eyes flickered.

She dipped her head slightly. "Mother, I'll leave for a moment."

Then, she returned to her room.

Quietly waiting for something.

About half an hour later.

The