Song Lian and Gu Tingyuan were watching the Spring Festival Gala downstairs, and when they heard the sound, they looked up: "What's wrong?" So flustered? ”

"Wan is sick, I'll pick her up in the city."

Seeing that he was walking so fast, Song Lian got up and followed: "Sick?" ”

"It should be a new type of flu recently."

"How could she get this flu!" Song Lian raised her eyebrows and glanced at the time: "It's just that I don't know if there is a traffic jam on the highway now, I'll call Dr. Zhang, and you guys will wait for me in front." ”

……

On Chinese New Year's Eve, the highway leading to the city was not jammed, and Gu Yichen suspected that the driver was driving too slowly, so he drove him directly to the co-pilot.

However, when I arrived at the entrance of the village, I found that the entire village was quarantined.

There were a few old men in police uniforms guarding outside, saying nothing and refusing to let them in, Zhao Yi got out of the car and took out a stack of cash: "Let's pick up someone, we won't delay too long." ”

If he is in City A, maybe he wants to pick up someone, no matter where it is, there will not be a word.

However, the people guarding the village are several old men, who don't know Gu Yichen, and they resolutely guard a word, and they refuse to let go.

"No, no, the leader won't let you, you can't enter."

After a pause, Zhao Yi almost exhausted all the methods that could be accommodated, and finally handed over a black card to them, but they didn't know what it was at all, so they took the black card and stuffed it into the pocket of Zhao Yi's suit, and said in an incomprehensible dialect: "Don't stuff us with any advertisements, we really can't enter, the people inside have the flu, and they will be contagious." ”

Zhao Yi stood beside the car and said, "Sir, all the methods that can be used have been used, and this group of people don't eat hard and soft." ”

They came this time to save people, and they didn't bring bodyguards, and there were a few old people blocking the road in front of them, so they couldn't be carried away one by one, right?

Gu Yichen looked at the bright building in the distance and got out of the car: "You call their chief, and I'll go in first with Dr. Zhang." ”

Hearing this, Zhao Yi glanced at the few people behind him again and again, but he was afraid that they might not know each other when they came, so he had to find a way to let people contact the next level and the next level, and after half an hour, he finally got through the 'leader' phone number in their mouths, but the language barrier made it very difficult to communicate.

After all, this is not an urban area, there are no street lights at night, fortunately, tonight is Chinese New Year's Eve, and there are red lanterns in front of every house.

When Gu Yichen found Mu Wan, she was still maintaining the posture she had just now, leaning on the sofa.

He was wrapped in a tight quilt, and because his body temperature was too high, his face was gradually a little bloody.

She was unconscious, Gu Yichen felt a pain in his heart, walked over, and directly hugged her in his arms, "Wan? ”

Seeing this, Dr. Zhang stood aside and reminded, "Sir, this flu is contagious, so for the sake of safety, you should not get too close to the patient." ”

Gu Yichen lowered his eyes and glanced at the person in his arms, and couldn't help frowning: "Why didn't she react at all?" ”

Hearing this, Dr. Zhang walked over, stretched out his hand and rolled down Mu Wan's eyes, glanced at Gu Yichen, and pricked a needle in Mu Wan's person, and suddenly blood beads came out, Mu Wan's eyebrows moved slightly, and she sighed lowly, as if she had a little reaction.

Seeing this, Gu Yichen seemed to be a little relieved in his eyes, hugged her and shouted tentatively: "Wan? ”

"Hmm."

Mu Wan closed her eyes and answered unconsciously.