"Damn, it’s cold." Sheyan shivered uncontrollably. His drenched hair and clammy underclothes were rapidly sucking away his bodily heat.
As the most common airborne virus, the flu bacteria travels out from channels like the mouth and nose of patients, before proliferating into the surrounding air. Finally, Sheyan would inhale the bacteria into his lungs.
However, whether the flu bug could breakthrough his immunity, thereby smoothly propagating throughout his body and stirring up havoc within, was up to personal luck.
Meanwhile, Brother Black was guarding Sheyan from afar, while his two capable assistants had occupied vantage points, and vigilantly surveying for any possible threat.
Time swiftly trickled away. Sheyan sat absent-mindedly on a stool. On his left, a row of feverish patients queuing up for the consulting room. To his right, several drowsy patients on IV drips were seated, weak and not sharing a single word with each other.
