Chapter 1609

"But you're pregnant!" Dr. Morris exclaimed.

"What?!" Dr. Blanc was surprised, subconsciously glancing at her abdomen. The protective suit concealed any noticeable signs of pregnancy. He had only met her twice, both times in protective gear. Dominic hadn't mentioned it either, adding to his astonishment.

Lily smiled faintly. "What's wrong with being pregnant? Pregnant women are human too. In fact, because I'm pregnant, I understand the urgency of finding a cure. Otherwise, this will affect not only us, but future generations."

She reached for the door.

"No!" Dr. Blanc stopped her. "I can't let you take this risk."

"If I can't take the risk, are you saying the rest of you can?" Lily challenged, her gaze steady. "Everyone knows the danger, yet they're all taking risks. Why? Because this risk could save countless lives. Everyone has loved ones they want to protect. With my abilities, I won't shy away. You contacted Mr. Fike because you trusted his skills; you've sought other practitioners as well. Since I'm here, and we've agreed, I won't back down. I've signed the agreement."

"But..." Dr. Blanc hesitated, still reluctant to expose a pregnant woman to the virus.

"There are no buts! If I don't act now, won't I risk infection later? I'm not diminishing your efforts, but since I'm here, I have to try. I'm saving others, and myself."

Her words resonated. The virus's rapid spread in Burnwken was undeniable. Hyderland wasn't alone; Azalea and other countries were reporting cases. While many suppressed the news, the situation was spiraling out of control. Governments panicked, desperately seeking solutions. It was a race against time; one right move could save nations, one wrong move could unleash a global catastrophe. It was, quite simply, doomsday.

Dr. Blanc silently stepped back, opening the door. "Be careful," he murmured, it being the only thing he could offer.

Lily nodded slightly and entered. The patient lay quietly on the bed, seemingly asleep, groaning occasionally instead of coughing, a sound suggesting pain. As Lily approached, she saw the woman's furrowed brow and pale complexion, realizing the patient was female, curled into a fetal position, and appearing to be in her twenties.

Dr. Morris read from the chart, his voice monotone. "Patient 3's symptoms usually occur at night. During an attack, the patient experiences severe abdominal pain and swelling. Her condition has been stable throughout the day."

As he spoke, Lily removed her gloves and placed her fingers on the patient's wrist.