Zhan Yuanping was silent for a moment, then solemnly looked at the president in front of him, a man twenty years younger than him, and said cautiously, "Does the president know about the magic virus?"

"what?"

His face changed greatly, even if he didn't listen to his answer, Zhan Yuanping knew that he must know, otherwise he would not have such a big reaction.

Immediately afterwards, he asked, "What's the situation now? Where did such a case occur, Mr. Zhan, are you here today to ask for serum?"

There were a lot of words, and before Zhan Yuanping could say it, he said everything he wanted to ask and the purpose of their coming.

Zhan Yuanping was a little ashamed, but he was also very relieved. It is a blessing for the group to have such a president in the country of Wanhua.

"Lord President, don't worry, listen to me...cough cough...Listen to me...cough..." Zhan Yuanping couldn't say a word, and coughed again, his lungs seemed to be a little uncomfortable Even if he was suppressed, he couldn't suppress his physiological response to coughing.

Zhan Glacier quickly poured him a glass of water and said thoughtfully, "Grandpa, rest first, I'll tell the president about this."

"Okay, cough, okay..."

There was another violent cough, and the president looked at his face without knowing the expression, but it was a very indescribable expression.

After putting down the water glass, Zhan Glacier sat down. He looked at the president with an intriguing expression on his face.

Because at this time, he thought of some things, some things that his base camp investigated, about the president, and at that time, he finally understood why the president asked him to withdraw the base camp.

because he was afraid.

Even now, Zhan Glacier can faintly feel that the president is resisting him, no, he is very resisting. He doesn't know what he is resisting, but Zhan Glacier's sixth sense tells him... He is watching out for him.

At this moment, Zhan Glacier already understood that he had come to the right place.

"Okay, Xiaochuan, tell me now what happened. Even Mr. Zhan came to look for me." The president looked at Zhan Glacier and spoke first.

Zhan Glacier didn't understand what was in his eyes, but he felt that it was a depressed expression, something that seemed to make Zhan Glacier feel dangerous.

"Xiao Chuan," Zhan Yuanping poked him with a cane: "What are you doing?"

Zhan Glacier took back his emotions and glanced at the president. He looked at him peacefully. He knew what to do and had to go on. Zhan Glacier did not hesitate.

Next, he spent two minutes briefly explaining everything to the President, all in all, that he needs serum now.

But the president needs a little time to sort out. His face is very solemn, and it can even be described as heavy. Even Zhan Yuanping feels that this time, it seems that the hope is not high.

"Sir President, the time is very urgent now. Xiaochuan didn't mention it just now. We only have nine hours left..."

"What?" Don't say he was surprised, the President, who couldn't even sit still, finally broke out. He looked at the two people, and Miaoyu was full of anger, "You, you know, nine hours of anger. What does time mean? Do you know what will happen if this person dies in our country this time?"