After she died, Mr. Bo knelt in front of the tombstone and cried like a dog.

The full outbreak of the S1 virus in Nancheng triggered panic across the country.

Netizens have speculated——

"I heard that this virus only attacks yellow people, not white people!"

"It's horrifying to think about it! It must have been done by Chou Country!"

"But why did you choose to poison Nancheng?"

"You're stupid! Nancheng has a good economy and is a transportation hub between the north and the south! It has an international airport and the world's largest high-speed rail station! If it weren't for timely prevention and control, the S1 virus would have spread across the country long ago!"

"Stop making conspiracy theories here! It might just be something you eat blindly!"

"Nancheng people don't eat game! How could it be eaten?"

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The S1 virus has caused quite a stir on the Internet.

The masses no longer even cared about entertainment and gossip, and became united to crusade against the evil deeds of the Chou Country.

At the base, Qiao Yu, who had just recovered from her fever, received a call from Nan Chu.

As soon as the call was connected, Nan Chu crackled like a firecracker and asked a bunch of questions.

"Yuyu, I heard from Lu Zhilu that you and Bo Hanshi were quarantined! How are you feeling now? Is the fever still severe? By the way, the situation in Nancheng is so serious now. How is little Xiangsi doing in Nancheng?"

These days, Qiao Yu's fever has gone away. His memory was originally blurry, but now when he heard Nan Chu's concerned voice, he felt like he was in another world.

She held the phone and was stunned for a long time before she came to her senses.

But when she opened her mouth, her voice was extremely hoarse: "I...I can't bear the high fever now. I probably won't die. Don't worry."

"Why is your voice so hoarse? I heard that this virus depends entirely on personal immunity. When you are cold, your immunity is better than yours. How is he? Are you isolated in the same ward? Has he taken care of you?"

Bo Hanshi was sitting aside, peeling an apple with a fruit knife.

These days, except for the medical staff who come in and out every day, Bo Hanshi is taking care of her.

Although she was feeling dizzy from the fever, she still vaguely remembered that in the middle of the night, when her mouth was dry and she was unconscious due to the fever, a pair of arms lifted her up and brought warm water to her mouth.

She even remembered that her waist hurt so much that it felt as if she had been cut in half. The pain was so painful that she couldn't sleep at all, and a pair of big hands gently pressed on her waist.

He was obviously not infected with the virus, but he had been quarantined here with her these days, but he had become much more haggard. Even his chin, which was usually smooth, had a lot of light green stubble that he had not shaved.

There was an inexplicable sourness in Qiao Yu's throat.

She swallowed her throat and said to Nan Chu on the other side of the phone: "I'm fine. Doctor Song said that a type of T cell was found in Bao Hanshi's blood, which is naturally able to prevent the replication of the virus, so he was not infected by me. Little Acacia may have inherited this T cell and was not infected."

Nan Chu was surprised: "Is there such an awesome and magical thing? I read on the Internet that as long as you pass by and breathe the air in Nancheng, you will be infected immediately!"

Qiao Yu smiled and said comfortingly: "There is a team that is researching specific medicines and vaccines to prevent the virus. Then there will be no need to panic."

"Yuyu, you were the first person to be infected with the virus. Are you scared now?"

Scared?

She almost thought that if her fever reached 40 degrees, she could go see Tai Nai.

Of course I'm scared.

However, Bo Hanshi always stayed by her side and took care of her.

A person falls into the darkness, which is a horror story.

But the two of them were in the dark together, and they didn't seem so scared anymore.

After Qiao Yu hung up the phone.

Bo Hanshi handed her the peeled apple, raised his eyelids, and stared at her for a moment: "You even remember Nan Chu, but you don't remember me?"

Qiao Yu lowered her face and said, "I...my memory of you has been tampered with, and I don't really remember what happened in Dulonghui."

"Don't think so much now. Let's talk about this after you recover. Eat the apple first."

Qiao Yu took a bite obediently.

During the time they were isolated here, they had very little communication.

Even when Qiao Yu was more awake, he would often sit on the bed in a daze, not knowing what he was thinking.

But Bo Hanshi found that she always subconsciously looked at the jade bracelet on her wrist.

It was probably related to Ye Qinghe's death.

Qiao Yu lowered his head. After eating the apple, he was silent for a long time. Then he suddenly raised his head and asked, "I...if I can't remember those things, then the marriage..."