"Boss, wake up!"
Chad braced himself for sanity and swooped over to check on Malcolm, who was uninjured and not hit by a bullet.
Then it would have to be ...
The virus in his body broke out?
Chad's hands were trembling to check the pulse in his neck.
The pulse beat steadily and very steadily.
He let out a long breath.
Fortunately, he was still alive and just passed out.
He took Malcolm's arm and humped him onto his back, calmly laying out the arrangements.
"Ted and Brad follow me to withdraw first. The others cover each other. All evacuate safely within ten minutes. Go back to Suham in two days for standby."
"Copy."
After the arrangements, Chad carried the unconscious Malcolm on his back and ran wildly through the mountains and forests.
Ted and Brad followed them, on guard to prevent anyone from sneaking up on him in front or behind.
They quickly evacuated from the border and got on a helicopter that flew back to Suham immediately.
On the helicopter, Malcolm was still unconscious. His face was growing pale, and his body was cold.
Chad probed his neck again. It was getting faint and his breathing was shallow.
"Faster! Fly faster!"
Chad roared furiously. His eyes turned red circle and he choked with sobs: "Boss you can't die yet! Hold on a little longer. We'll be at the lab soon. With the doctor around, you'll be fine!"
Ted and Brad, who were younger, had tears falling down their faces.
The two men crouched beside Malcolm, crying while rubbing his hands together in an attempt to warm his cold body.
Three hours later, they arrived at the lab.
Malcolm's face gradually returned to normal after an injection of the inhibitor.
His eyelashes fluttered as he awoke from the daze.
After his vision cleared, he looked around the room.
Chad's eyes were found to be very red, as if he had cried.
Jimmy was reading his viral test report and his face was as grimaced as if he was about to cry.
"What's wrong?"
Malcolm braced himself and sat up.
What answered him was the silence of the two men.
The room was filled with sad and low emotions.
"Jimmy, to which stage my body is, I can feel it myself. You don't have to hide it from me. No matter how bad the outcome is, I can bear it."
Jimmy held back a sob, "I'm sorry Malcolm. I'm useless. I haven taken so long to fail to find a cure for the virus in your body."
Shaking his hand, he handed Malcolm the report and continued.
"The inhibitor has been used too many times. Your body has developed resistance. From the very first seven days of injection, followed by five days, and now three days or even the onset of the injection, when your body is completely adapted to the effect of the inhibitor, the virus will no longer be able to be restrained."
"Moreover, the virus in your body has spread again during this period of time. Your fainting this time, as well as the deterioration of your physical strength that you mentioned to Chad before, is because your body has developed a recession disorder."
Malcolm wrinkled his brows slightly. His thin lips were pale, "How far will it recede?"
"In the worst case, there will be total paralysis. Malcolm, this is just the physical complications so far. I don't know if there will be any other problems with your body as the inhibitors wear off against the virus."
Jimmy's eyes were full of sorrow, "In short ... the situation is very bleak."
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