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Chapter 807 requires actively spreading the infection; they start arguing after just three sentences.

Is there a risk of infection?

This question made Ye Mingxin hesitate for a moment.

Li Chengxiao realized, "So, there is?"

"You could say there is," Ye Mingxin said, thinking that this information did not conflict with the confidentiality agreement they had signed earlier, and also to reassure her son. "But this kind of infection is different from ordinary infectious diseases. Basically, as long as I don't intentionally kill myself, there won't be any risk. Don't worry."

So, does this mean that some of the current cases involve individuals who intentionally infected themselves?
What kind of thought process is that?

Before Li Chengxiao could speak again, the voice from the receiver said, "Your dad called. That's all for now. Don't worry, everything will be fine!"

The call was immediately disconnected.

The two then sat down at the dinner table to summarize the information conveyed in the phone call.

The symptoms are somewhat unusual and the disease is contagious, but it will not indiscriminately infect everyone you come into contact with unless someone intentionally allows themselves to be infected. The fact that multiple cases have already emerged indicates that some people have voluntarily become infected.

What is the picture?

Can it prolong life or make you more beautiful?

After all, these are the two things that humans pursue throughout their lives when it comes to their bodies.

Even her sword is a beauty-obsessed person.

But if you can do both of these things, can it still be called a disease?
Jiang Hanying concluded, "So complicated!"

Li Chengxiao reached out and touched her unusually overused head, "Then don't think about it."

"Okay, I'm going to work as a blacksmith."

She's better suited to jobs that require physical labor rather than mental effort.

Besides, since my mother-in-law said there's not much danger, there's nothing to worry about.

It's that simple!
Li Xingchuan made a video call.

After finally getting through to his wife, he said, "Honey, I can't see you. Is your phone camera off? Let me show you how to turn it on."

"You don't need to teach me how to open it; I deliberately didn't open it."

Li Xingchuan immediately looked aggrieved, his eyebrows drooping. "Why?"

Ye Mingxin stood in the courtyard and looked up at the dormitory assigned to her.

Their medical team consisted of twelve people, with three team leaders each leading three team members, who were essentially their own apprentices or students. In terms of gender, there were four women and eight men.

No one wanted to travel back and forth between the village and Cuiping city every day, but the village clinic had limited facilities. Even her mentor, as the team leader, didn't have a private room, let alone him.

After a simple and crude allocation process, the result was that the two male team leaders shared a room, the six male team members squeezed into a room of three, and the other two female team members shared a room, with her sharing a room with her master.

The master is still in her room with the lights on, studying the preliminary diagnosis results of the little girl named Qiaoqiao. She is taking a phone call outside the room so as not to disturb her.

The lights aren't on in the yard right now, it's pitch black, so even if she turned on the camera, she couldn't see her face!
"I'm outside right now, it's very dark, so it doesn't matter whether the camera is on or off."

Upon hearing this, Li Xingchuan immediately stood up from his chair. "Why are you still out so late?"

"I was afraid of disturbing Master by staying in my room so I could pick up my son and hear from you on the phone."

"You're sharing a room with your master? Where are you staying? You don't even have a separate room."

"The conditions here are a bit basic, but it's acceptable. Besides, if my master can stay here, why can't I? Also, I probably won't be going back to the city anytime soon."

The following sentence was nothing short of a bolt from the blue for Li Xingchuan.

"Is the illness you encountered very difficult to treat? Could you send me your location so I can send you some supplies?"

"I can only say that this illness is very strange, and I can't say any more. I can't give you my location either. Don't worry, we have plenty of food and supplies here. It's just that Ah Heng is probably already on the plane here. I messaged and called her after I finished my work to ask her to postpone her arrival for a few days, but she didn't reply or answer. When she arrives in Cuiping, could you please help me receive her? I'll try to find time to go and meet her." As for catching up and having a good time, that's something you can only do when you have plenty of free time, so let's forget about it now.

It would be great if we could have a meal together then.

Left alone in a city hotel, unable to visit his wife and given a task he didn't want to take even if his wife had asked him to: "...Okay."

"You don't need to wait for me at the hotel. The scenery around Cuiping is quite nice; you can go explore and wander around. I'll hang up now and get some rest."

Li Xingchuan stared at the phone screen where the call had been disconnected. It seemed his wife was completely too busy to talk to him this time!

Just how bizarre is this disease?
Back in his room, Yuan Zheng heard a noise and looked up. "Have you explained everything to your family?"

"Ah."

“I have a feeling that this is going to be a protracted battle. But no matter what the final outcome is, we must do our best to study it, so as to pave the way for those who come after us. Come on, tell me your preliminary arguments first, and let’s have a brief discussion.”

……

Zhu Heng's flight was delayed, and by the time she got off the plane and turned on her phone, it was already past 10 p.m.

I just saw the call and text message from my friend.

As I watched, my steps slowed down more and more.

Having shamelessly followed along, Que Bingchen diligently retrieved the luggage and returned, only to find his wife looking puzzled. He quickly asked, "What's wrong?"

“Mingxin called and texted me while I was on the plane, saying that their medical team had encountered a rather difficult case and couldn’t get away to meet with me. She wanted to tell me that she would postpone the meeting for a few days.”

But she was anxious. Upon learning that her friend had arrived in Cuiping, she hurriedly dealt with the matters in Queshan and took the next available flight to catch up with her.

I just missed the incoming phone call and the text message.

"Then, should we fly back the way we came?"

"Li Xingchuan is also in Cuiping. Mingxin said in a text message that she would have him receive me first. But at this hour, I'll stay at a hotel for the night and contact him again tomorrow."

As Zhu Heng spoke, she immediately booked the hotel her friend had mentioned in the text message on her phone, acting with remarkable efficiency. "Let's go!"

Que Bingchen had no choice but to accept his fate and follow. It seemed that his wife was determined to meet Ye Mingxin!

The next morning, at the hotel restaurant.

Having just spent a sleepless night, Li Xingchuan was listlessly eating breakfast in the corner of the dining room when he heard a somewhat uncertain voice coming from his left front: "Li Xingchuan?"

He looked up at the sound and asked, "You two, when did you get here?"

Zhu Heng, carrying her tray, didn't bother looking for an empty seat and went straight to sit down opposite her. "I arrived last night. My flight was delayed, so I didn't contact you until late." She paused, then continued, "It's been a few years since we last saw each other. You look much younger; I almost didn't recognize you."

She still remembers the last time she ran into Li Xingchuan. He had a full beard and his hair was past his shoulders. He looked exactly like a real-life wandering painter.

Otherwise, if someone called out "Li Xingchuan," she would have simply walked past him.

It seems that with the return of a friend, this one has also come back to life.

Li Xingchuan is most afraid of people saying he's old. Hearing Zhu Heng say that, he gave her a rare smile and said, "What you said is quite pleasing to the ear."

Zhu Heng: "...How is Mingxin now? She just got back, why is she busy again without even resting properly?"

"She's fine, just like she was more than twenty years ago, she just can't sit still. There's no use in you rushing over here, even I can't see her these days."

Zhu Heng narrowed her eyes: "Then what are you still doing here?"

"Didn't you turn back either?"

Que Bingchen calmly ate his breakfast, thinking to himself that it was just as he had expected.

They started arguing after only three sentences!