The sound of the rain was pitter-pattering.
It kept falling, and for He Chao and the others who had already entered Weng City, it felt like they had found the safest place.
They didn't mind the cold weather outside and just sat on the ground to rest.
Li Yu thought for a moment, then said to He Chao, "Come up here. I want to talk to you."
Upon hearing this, Dapao lowered the steel staircase.
Without any hesitation, He Chao turned to walk up. But just as he stood up, a pair of hands pulled on him: "Daddy."
It was his daughter, Xiao Ya.
He Chao felt his daughter's forehead, which was burning hot.
Her little face was flushed red, and she was in very poor condition.
These days, there had been a sudden temperature rise, followed by rain and a drop in temperature. His daughter had gotten a fever.
Although she had taken some cold medicine, it hadn't improved at all.
Looking at his daughter, an idea suddenly surged in He Chao's heart.
