"Professor Yang, this has nothing to do with them. I came here of my own will."
"I know my own situation. I don't have much time left, but as long as there is a chance, I want to try."
"Even if it's just a little, I'm willing to take the risk! I don't want to die; I still have so many things I need to do."
"And I don't want to leave my parents, grandparents, classmates, and friends so soon."
As she said this, she stared intently at Yang Yan, her determined gaze already brimming with tears.
Although she felt it was strange, she had already noticed that Yang Yan, who appeared almost her age, held a high status, so she had to express her stance and determination.
Otherwise, she was afraid Yang Yan would act arbitrarily and snuff out her last hope.
Hearing Weiling's words, Yang Yan couldn't help but frown.
Wu Jie wasn't wrong; they really needed data; without it, they couldn't proceed.
And Weiling was also right; she truly didn't have much time left.
