Making you a son-in-law is not about making you conquer the world.

The blazing sun hung high in the sky, enveloping the entire earth, seemingly trying to bake everything dry.

Inside the woodshed, Lin Ping was drenched in sweat.

Not only because of the heat, but also because of the weakness from not sleeping all night.

He stared intently at a delicate porcelain bowl containing a drop of pale green liquid.

This is the artemisinin that he spent an entire morning extracting.

Artemisinin contains countless viruses, and these little guys initially seem to be quite docile, even showing signs of giving up resistance.

Lin Ping was overjoyed, thinking that artemisinin would be useful against these viruses.

After an incense stick had burned out, Lin Ping's eyeliner suddenly went black, and he hurriedly took a few steps back.

After a brief adaptation period, these viruses began to multiply rapidly in artemisinin. If he hadn't dodged quickly, he might have been at risk of infection.

Lin Ping leaned weakly against the corner of the wall, finding it hard to accept the defeat before him.

Although artemisinin is highly effective in treating malaria, it may not be effective against viruses.

To be honest, even in today's technologically advanced world, there is no specific cure for viruses.

After all, every virus has its own characteristics, and there is no single drug that can kill all viruses.

It's somewhat laughable that a recent college graduate is tasked with solving a problem that the whole world hasn't been able to crack.

Lin Ping was disheartened; he knew his own limitations.

But if she gave up so easily, it would mean the end of Xia Linglong.

For a moment, Lin Ping was lost in endless confusion. He was willing to continue experimenting recklessly for Xia Linglong, but even so, what was the point?

"Ouch!" Lin Ping slammed his fist into the hard wall, and blood trickled from his fist, but he felt no pain at all.

This was the second time he had felt utterly powerless.

Last time, I had to watch helplessly as Jiang Yunying was taken away by Jiang Lanfeng, and this time I have to watch helplessly as Xia Linglong dies.

He suddenly felt somewhat ridiculous; his past petty stunts were utterly inadequate to contend with the Lotus Palace. His supposedly superior medical skills were also insufficient to overcome all diseases.

"Lin Ping, you're a piece of trash!"

Another punch landed on the wall.

"The wall didn't move at all?"

Lin Ping gave another self-deprecating smile. Even his angry punch wasn't enough to shake this small wall, which proved how useless he was.

"Please, don't hurt yourself," Zhou Xiyin pleaded anxiously from outside the door.

She could roughly guess Lin Ping's feelings and knew that he was harming his body.

She was merely a wife in name only; she had no right to boss Lin Ping around.

This feeling, so humble to the core, can only be buried deep in one's heart.

"If I were the one who got sick, would you be this worried?"

Zhou Xiyin questioned herself.

This is a woman's thought process; she is indeed worried about Lin Ping, and she also genuinely wants his attention.

During the days she was injured, Lin Ping stayed by her side day and night.

But she understood that Lin Ping felt guilty, not that he liked her.

She even considered getting seriously ill to gauge Lin Ping's attitude.

This idea was quickly rejected; Zhou Xiyin didn't want to cause Lin Ping any trouble at this critical juncture.

Just as Lin Ping was consumed by endless self-blame, he had already inhaled two viruses.

"not good!"

Lin Ping was startled and kept exhaling, but he still couldn't stop the virus from entering his body.

He wasn't afraid of getting infected with the virus; at worst, he'd share the same fate as Xia Linglong, so he wouldn't owe her anything.

But he cannot fall now, for only he has the hope of developing a cure for the epidemic.

Lin Ping activated both his eyes simultaneously to constantly monitor the virus's condition within his body.

After the two viruses entered Lin Ping's lungs, they immediately went berserk, as if they had entered an uninhabited land, penetrating several layers of protection and directly seeping into his bloodstream.

However, just as these two viruses were about to make a big splash, two matching guards suddenly appeared and easily eliminated them.

"Antibody!"

Lin Ping had a flash of inspiration and finally found a way to cure the epidemic.

The human body's specific immunity is far superior to any drug; regardless of the type of virus that invades, it will produce corresponding antibodies.

Whether the virus can be completely killed depends on the number of viruses that have invaded and the strength of the system to prevent them from spreading.

Once these viruses are defeated, a large number of antibodies will be left in the body, which will be able to quickly kill the same virus when it invades again.

Therefore, these antibodies are the best effective drugs.

With this theory in mind, a large number of vaccines have sprung up like mushrooms after rain.

Rabies vaccine and tetanus vaccine are typical examples.

Ultimately, vaccines are also inactivated viruses, relying on the patient's own body to produce antibodies.

It's like getting sick once and then having antibodies left in your body.

However, Xia Linglong had already fallen ill, and administering the vaccine again would only worsen her condition.

What she needs are antibodies, not vaccines.

A crazy idea popped into Lin Ping's mind: even if the antibodies worked, he would use his own body to produce antibodies.

Time was of the essence, leaving him no room for hesitation.

Lin Ping was very glad that he chose the woodshed as his laboratory, as it had natural iron pots and firewood.

He added water to the pot, placed the disk containing the virus inside, and then began heating it up frantically.

Almost all viruses are afraid of high temperatures, and steam inactivation is a very effective method.

When the steam started to rise, Lin Ping took out the porcelain plate, and the viruses were indeed dead.

Dead viruses lose their ability to reproduce, but the antigens remain, which can cause the human body to produce corresponding antibodies.

Without hesitation, Lin Ping inhaled the viruses into his mouth, and as expected, he produced corresponding antibodies after they entered his bloodstream.

Because the number of viruses was small, the amount of antibodies produced was also pitifully small, which was far from enough to fight the virus in Xia Linglong's body.

Moreover, these antibodies remain in Lin Ping's blood, and to extract them all, his blood would have to be drained.

To save the dog's life, Lin Ping could only extract one-fifth of its total blood volume.

In other words, he must have a considerable amount of antibodies in his body.

Next, Lin Ping did two things.

First, continue to produce inactivated viruses.

Secondly, it allows these active viruses to multiply rapidly in rotting flesh.

The virus in this pill can no longer meet his needs.

This is a long process, after all, it takes time for the virus to reproduce and for it to be inactivated.

It also takes time for the immune cells in his body to produce antibodies.

Thinking of Xia Linglong's condition, Lin Ping was extremely anxious. He dared not slack off in the slightest, not only reducing the time for virus inactivation but also increasing the amount of virus ingested.

The virus that was not completely inactivated continued to multiply in Lin Ping's body, and the antibodies in his body immediately attacked and killed it, which caused disorder in Lin Ping's blood.

As the number of immune cells increased, Lin Ping's body temperature continued to rise, which severely affected the activity of various fungi in his body, resulting in Lin Ping's extremely poor physical condition.

As his physical condition deteriorated, Lin Ping's immunity also declined, and the antibodies produced in his body were not even enough to fight off the virus.