"Spike, are you tired?"

I hugged the tired little girl in front of me in distress.

"Sister Ying, I'm fine."

The little girl opened her mouth at me tiredly. I knew in my heart that she was being reckless, obviously she was so tired at the moment that she didn't even want to open her eyes, but she was still forcing herself for me.

She and Meng Luo didn't have to worry about these things at all, but unlike the ones who lived in this room with them, I was the only one who needed to be protected.

I was a nuisance, and in the eyes of a child who was many years younger than I looked, I was still a person who needed to be protected.

Many times I feel that I am quite useless, but I am so useless, I always let a group of people follow me, and I feel very guilty about this.

"Sleep, Spike!"

Reaching out and gently smoothing Shun Mosui's hair, she comfortably rested her head on my legs, turned over, and fell asleep after a while.

"Wang Ying, let's talk."

At this moment, Meng Luo flashed in front of me. After looking at him and I was silent for a long time, I carefully removed Mo Sui's head, slowly stood up, bent down and carefully covered Mo Sui with a blanket, and then signaled Meng Luo in front of me with his eyes, what is the matter, go to the living room and say.

Meng Luo didn't say anything and followed me out of the door.

We settled in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, and I slowly opened my mouth to him.

"What's the matter, let's talk about it!"

He just looked sideways at me, then turned his head straight again, and there was a moment of silence.

"Look at this."

As he spoke, he handed me a piece of today's newspaper and turned away from the floor-to-ceiling window. I glanced at him curiously, and then my gaze began to shift to the newspaper in my hand.

At first, it was just an ordinary newspaper, but when I saw the four big characters of Nanxin Hospital, my heart began to be a little unsettled.

It reads: The disease has been referred to the CDC for investigation. The patient has been collectively isolated and sent to Nanxin Hospital in our city for treatment, and the main physician in charge of the treatment, Yang Shuo.

What is it? What kind of disease is this, I feel that something is wrong in my heart, in order to further determine something. I quickly dialed Yang Shuo's phone. The phone rang for a long time, but no one answered, I called repeatedly, but there was no response. I myself was even more strange, this newspaper was given by Meng Luo. If he meant something, then after reading the whole newspaper, only this information was particularly strange, and it was a little unclear to people, and there must be something hidden in it.

I analyzed it from time to time in my heart, but the movements in my hands still did not stop, and at this moment, I sincerely hoped that Yang Shuo could answer my phone and tell me what it was and what the reason was.

But there was no response on the other side of the phone, as if the person was not there with the phone. At this moment, I feel that I need to go to the bureau, after all, many things can be obtained in a place like the public security bureau in the first place.

He quickly got dressed, left the house, and hurried downstairs.

As soon as I arrived at the police station, I noticed that everyone here was wearing masks, and there were people who were disinfecting, and it looked strange what was going on.

Curious, I stopped a person and asked, "What's going on in this game, why does it look like it's guarding against some plague?" ”

"You're not going to be so ill-informed, are you?"

The man with the mask who was stopped was surprised by my question.

"Tell me what's going on."

I'm a little anxious. After all, I haven't appeared for half a month, and I'm afraid I don't know too much about many things, and the world is changing too fast, so I can't stand it all the time.

"It's strange to say. Just about half a month ago, Nanxin Hospital suddenly received a strange patient, she looked quite normal, and the physical examinations were also normal, but the strange thing is that she has been in a coma since the night before yesterday. She couldn't wake up, and after being helpless, her family sent her to Nanxin Hospital for hospitalization. But who knew that this was just the beginning, and then the people in the ward where the unconscious woman was staying also began to have the symptoms they could figure out, and the hospital concluded that it was a strange infectious disease without finding the cause, and then the entire Nanxin Hospital was quarantined. I don't know what the situation is now, and most of them have begun to protect themselves, after all, at this stage, we can't even know the source of the infectious disease, alas, don't talk about it, anyway, it's such a thing, you pay more attention to yourself, I'm leaving. ”

After she finished speaking, she left in a gloomy manner, and at this moment I was the only one left here. I couldn't help but fall into deep thought, and I vaguely felt that it was probably not just an infectious disease! Maybe there is a correlation with what Mo Sui said in the recent stage, and it's impossible to say.

I can't figure out a reason in my heart, and in short, there are all kinds of uneasiness in my heart.

Suddenly, the phone in the pocket rang, the voice sounded unusually harsh, at this time, who would be calling? With doubts in his heart, he took out the phone and pressed the answer button.

"Wang Ying, I'm Yang Shuo? I have something to tell you?"

"I'm Wang Ying, Yang Shuo, what are you going to say?"

I hurriedly opened my mouth to ask, and somehow, Yang Shuo's phone call at the moment gave me a feeling that he was in a hurry and didn't have much time to speak, that is, his time was very urgent, so I also had to hurry up here.

"Doodoo?"

"Doot?"

Then a busy sound came to my ears, and I immediately felt that something bad was happening on the other side of the phone.

"Yang Shuo?"

"Yang Shuo, are you still there?"

I shouted loudly into the phone, hoping that Yang Shuo's voice would come from the other side of the phone again. But after waiting for a long time, no one answered.

I suddenly remembered something, hung up the phone, and called again, but it didn't work, it was worse than the last time it could be connected, this time there was a busy signal on the phone, as if the phone had not been hung up, the voice had been lingering in my ears for a long time, even after I hung up the phone, it still seemed to be imprinted in my mind, and it could not be dispersed.

When I got back to the archives, I sat at my desk, which was already full of dust, and the objects around me had not been moved and divided as they had been when I left. (To be continued.) )