"We don't have such deadly mosquitoes here, and poisoning doesn't work this fast, didn't you say he was fine in the morning?"
"Yeah, he showed no signs of illness in the morning."
"Ah." The doctor seemed troubled, "Send him to the clinic in the nearby town to get checked out. I can only deal with common illnesses like colds here."
"Doctor, I have it too." Xue Liangliang rolled up his sleeves on both arms.
Standing next to him, Li Zhiyuan saw that his arms had the same greyish spots as his own.
It was no surprise, last night that woman was squatting in front of him, and nearly grabbed him instead of Zhao Hequan, so it's normal for him to have some flesh wounds.
"Let's rush to the hospital then, and you should get checked too, in case it's something contagious."
"Okay, I'll leave my friend here while I go find a car."
The doctor frowned but could only nod his head, then took an old mask out of his pocket and put it on himself.
