With the formal outbreak of SARS, Tang Zhinian in Li Tang Village was also breaking out in a cold sweat. Thankfully, he had found an excuse to postpone the project for half a year. Otherwise, once the project started, a lot of money would be poured into it, and now with the outbreak of the epidemic, the project would have to stop even if it had started.
Considering the financial losses and the safety of the workers, it was a big relief.
He dug out a bag of medicine that Yuxin had hidden at the base of a tree.
Chengcheng wobbled over and climbed onto his father's back.
"Sister gave it to me, this is mine."
"Dad knows, this is for you," Tang Zhinian quickly embraced his son with one arm and picked up the medicine.
He sat Chengcheng down, then went to Yuxin's room. As soon as he opened the door, he saw a bunch of bottles of disinfectant in her cupboard.
