Zhou Cheng looked at Gong Yi blankly,

"W-what is this? What if they are infected?"

Gong Yi pursed his lips and said nothing.

So Zhou Cheng looked at Hua Mi, with some hope in his eyes. If they were infected, would there be any way to treat them in advance?

Hua Mi stood behind Gong Yi and said softly,

"Once the corpse turns into a corpse, behead it directly."

Whole body, cut off the head.

Zhou Cheng's face turned even paler, and he twisted Gong Yi's hand away.

Looking at Hua Mi and Gong Yi in disbelief, he shook his head.

Let him cut off the head of the garrison under him with his own hands?

He would rather cut himself.

In fact, I desperately want to do well, but when it comes to this kind of thing, I can't do anything on my own. Yesterday, I was dizzy and held on for a day. While taking care of my little sister, I took the time to code, and took advantage of my mother's arrival in the evening.

, I went to a fever clinic to get fluids and went back and forth for two or three hours.

You can't imagine what it would be like to be dizzy and have a high fever, queuing up outside a fever clinic late at night.

The first thing I said when I saw the doctor was, just give me some fluids. I want to recover as quickly as possible. My little sister is still in the pediatric hospital on the 6th floor.

So, I'm speechless... I know this is my own choice, and I can't blame others. Life may be a trial, but this thing about influenza A is really annoying.
Chapter completed!