The advancement of technology was built on the backs of the forefathers.
Huo Yao suddenly thought about the person who had taught her everything. That person ended up disappearing for the sake of the so-called advancement of technology.
Huo Yao sighed before turning off the computer.
Huo Yulin finally came home in the evening after working day and night for two days at the laboratory. He was skinny and fair. Now that he had stayed up late, he looked haggard and sick.
Huo Yao knew he was returning home this evening, so she had already ordered takeout, but it was not here yet.
Huo Yao went over to the refrigerator and retrieved a bottle of water for him. She examined his pulse while she was at it. He simply looked pale from working late, otherwise everything was fine with him.
"Have you reported at school yet?" asked Huo Yulin after opening the bottle of water and taking a sip.
