"Big sister, I know I'm not going to live."
Unlike the anxious expressions of Xiao Hu and his parents, Xiao Tao's face, though sallow, held a certain calmness. She didn't have much hope for survival.
Tang Mo looked at Xiao Tao's face and saw something none of the other villagers in Wuxi Village possessed: clarity.
"I'm the only person from Wuxi Village who ever got into college. I was a student at S University Medical College and only came home after the apocalypse began. I know my own body. It's basically tumors in my internal organs. Before, with modern medical technology, I could have lived for a few more years. Now, all I can do is wait to die. There's no other way."
When she spoke of death, it was as if Xiao Tao had already made her peace with it.
"What if you could find a Medicinal Insect that specifically treats your illness? Don't you hold out any hope for that?"
