Immediately after having a conversation with Weijun, Liwu returned to the general ward where the children in the coma were. They were in the same was as she had left them, but now, their faces were pale like porcelain dolls. Machines beeped steadily, but the silence between each sound was suffocation. A team of doctors, led by Doctor Mu, was still running tests and observing the children.
The parents were still outside, huddled together in the waiting hall, their eyes red and their voices trembling with grief and anger.
Liwu received another call from the chief. Apparently, a lot of people were anxious. Twelve dead children was not a good look for system hosts. It was the start of a witch hunt with scary dogs and pitch forks, or in the modern world..guns!
