"Hold on for a while, a doctor will come later." She comforted Song Wenxin softly.
Song Wenxin nodded in a daze, but didn't have the strength to say anything more.
...
Not long after, the doctor arranged by Zhou Yiheng hurried over.
After checking Song Wenxin's condition, he prescribed medicine and gave her an injection.
"The fever won't subside until later. For now, let her keep warm and have a good rest. The situation in S City is a bit special now. It's best not to go out if you have nothing to do." When leaving, the doctor instructed.
Mi Lan nodded and quickly thanked the doctor.
After the doctor left, Mi Lan asked her assistant to help feed Song Wenxin the medicine.
"How is it? Are you feeling better?" She reached out and touched Song Wenxin's forehead, which was still burning, and asked.
"Hmm..." Song Wen replied weakly.
"It's not yet dawn, so go on sleeping." Mi Lan smiled, then reached out to stroke Song Wenxin's hair, taking care of her like an elder.
"Sister Mi Lan, thank you." She nodded, then slowly closed her eyes, and fell asleep tiredly.
...
After Song Wenxin fell asleep, Mi Lan walked to the window and looked outside.
At this time, the sky is just getting bright... The whole city looks a bit deserted.
She turned on the TV, turned down the volume, and sat on the sofa to watch it.
The news is taking turns to report the situation in City S. The virus is coming very quickly, and the situation is much more serious than Mi Lan imagined.
This viral flu spreads quickly, and it also attacks quickly, with a high mortality rate...
The whole city was blocked, and the city suddenly became a closed world!
And they were just trapped here...
Watching the news, Mi Lan couldn't help sighing.
She can feel that the whole city has become panicked now...
After all, it's rare to see a city locked down because of this viral flu...
...
Mi Lan has not slept, but silently guards Song Wenxin, checking her body temperature.
Until dawn, Song Wenxin's cell phone rang suddenly.
Afraid of disturbing Song Wenxin's rest, Mi Lan brought her cell phone over for her.
At first glance, it was Song Jiamu calling.
She hesitated, then answered the phone.
"Jiamu, it's me." Mi Lan walked to the window and whispered into the phone.
Hearing her voice, there was silence on the other end of the phone.
"I've read the news, and I know the situation in City S. Are you all okay?" Song Jiamu asked with concern after a while.
Wen Xin called him the night before and told him that she was going to S City with Mi Lan, and wanted to ask him if he wanted to go together.
At that time, Song Jiamu rejected her because he was busy, but he didn't expect that when he came together this morning, he saw something about S city on the news!
"Wen Xin caught a cold, she has a fever and is resting." Mi Lan said with some guilt, "I'm sorry, Jia Mu, I didn't take good care of her."
No one thought that the virus flu in S City was so serious... and they just happened to encounter it.
"Is Wen Xin serious?" Upon hearing that Wen Xin had a fever, Song Jiamu's voice immediately became anxious.
"The doctor has been here, and I have already taken the medicine. The fever will subside after a short rest. Don't worry too much." Mi Lan comforted her in a low voice.
"That's good, please help me take care of my sister."