The General is Pregnant: His Majesty Abstinence and Sexual Devotion Every Night

Chapter 260: Disease

The woman barely stopped crying, thought about the good question he had just asked, and finally answered honestly:

"Because my husband was afraid that I would be infected, he told me to wear this scarf before entering the curtain. As for the rest, he just said that Nanyu City was going to change..."

Coming from a doctor's mouth, this sentence inevitably sounded a bit strange, but when Zhang Wenlai heard it, he could conclude that the woman's husband must know the true meaning of this strange disease.

Zhang Wenlai's heart tightened, and the last trace of hesitation and uncertainty disappeared completely, replaced by unspeakable panic.

But he always knew how to hide his emotions, so no one could tell from his face what kind of emotions he was showing. Yes, things were going to change in Nanyu City.

Calming his mind, Zhang Wenlai took the people around him and left here, and continued to remind people in other places to take protective measures, remember to stay away from patients, the first thing is to isolate both parties, and try to avoid any contact.

Along the way, Zhang Wenlai was absent-mindedly thinking about his own things. When the time was almost right, he took the people around him back to the shopkeeper's clinic.

As soon as I walked into the door, I heard a scream, as if someone was going crazy. As if stimulated by the scream, there were sharp screams one after another.

Zhang Wenlai heard these voices as soon as he came back. His face was pale at first, but now he has completely lost his usual expression.

The shopkeeper seemed to be used to it, his expression remained the same. When he saw them coming back, he raised his eyebrows and came out from the front desk. After a simple greeting, he looked in the direction of the backyard where the screaming patients were placed. Without moving his eyebrows, he said to Zhang Wenlai slowly, "These people's conditions can no longer be treated with suppressant drugs."

Although his facial expression remained unchanged, the shopkeeper's voice still revealed a hint of fatigue.

When Zhang Wenlai heard the shopkeeper's words, he felt as if a stream of cold water was poured over his forehead. Although it was midsummer, he felt cold all over, as if he had fallen into an ice cave.

Now I can barely maintain the current peace, and I still rely on the inhibitory drugs that the shopkeeper has researched with great difficulty. Now he says that the inhibitory drugs are no longer useful, so what should I do next? Should I just wait to die?

This must not be allowed to happen!

The shopkeeper was not feeling well either. After all, his clinic was like a concentration camp for patients. Now batches of patients came in, and the original people who sent them here were almost all gone. He didn't know who was blind enough to say that these patients could not be saved, or just left them here to wait for this doctor to treat them. In case they were saved, he would talk about it later. With these people's perfunctory attitude and too many people coming, his clinic really couldn't accept them anymore. Now he directly closed the door and didn't let anyone in. Even if someone outside said that he was a black-hearted doctor who didn't save lives, he didn't bother to pay attention.

Bah, if I were a black-hearted doctor, I would have thrown these people into the wilderness and left them to fend for themselves. What a bunch of conscienceless dogs.

In just one day, even his own clinic could not accommodate all these people, let alone other clinics.

Even though the shopkeeper was panicked, there was nothing he could do.

He also felt that he couldn't stay in this clinic for too long, otherwise it would be contagious.

Although he didn't know how these people were infected, but seeing so many people infected in just one day, he thought that the infection must have spread quickly.

He expressed his thoughts to Zhang Wenlai. Zhang Wenlai thought it made sense, so he asked someone to choose an inn nearby and book a few rooms for him to rest.

As for the shopkeeper, he would naturally return to his own house and live there.

Zhang Wenlai originally thought that he could handle the matter himself, but it would take some time.

I was thinking of sending some people to that town tomorrow to check out the source of the disease.

However, they still underestimated the speed of these infectious personnel.

The disease originated from a small town and eventually spread to the nearest neighborhoods and the neighboring town. Almost all the people in this large area were infected with this strange disease, while the east side of the city was still struggling to hold on and had not collapsed.

We can't delay this any longer! We must inform the emperor immediately and ask him to send someone to support us. Zhang Wenlai thought to himself as he stood in a private room in the inn.

So he quickly picked up his pen and wanted to send a letter by carrier pigeon.

As I was writing, I was still thinking, I hope this support can catch up with the fall of their entire city, otherwise...

I really can’t think of what to say next.

So after hastily writing the last sentence, he handed the letter to Zhang Kai to handle it secretly and send it to the emperor.

Zhang Kai took the letter from Zhang Wenlai and quickly stepped back to leave.

In fact, Nanyu City has been closely monitored and controlled by many unknown forces. Although many people's attention is on Qi Anyi, as the lord of a city, his every move is also seen by many people. Even though Zhang Wenlai thought he was secretive enough, clues were still discovered, just like the letter for help that he asked Zhang Kai to send to the emperor.

It's just that it wasn't those people in the capital. It was Qi Anyi who was supposed to be a monk in his bedroom.

Qi Anyi held the letter for help in his hand, snorted coldly, and placed the letter on the candle flame without any care. The letter was burned by the flame of the candle, and soon, the letter turned into ashes on the ground.

Qi Anyi waved his hand and even the dust on the table disappeared.

The air was silent for a while, and then a voice with undisguised sneer broke the silence. After the voice disappeared, silent silence spread.

Finally, it turned into the last sentence uttered by Qi Anyi: "Speed up the disease."

Someone in the dark responded. Occasionally, there was a gust of wind in the air, but it was so fast that it was almost difficult for people to notice anything unusual.

Zhang Wenlai didn't know that the letter he asked someone to deliver was intercepted by someone else the next second.

Now he was just watching someone not far away starting to get sick and faint, and the young boy who came with him stretched out his hand to the fainted man without hesitation, with anxiety and fear on his face that he did not hide at all. After putting the man on his back, no one knew where he ran away, but everyone present was sure in their hearts that he must have gone to find a clinic.

Unfortunately, many doctors now close the doors of their own clinics for fear of causing trouble or even getting sick.