Chapter 142: Mausoleum City Wudu 15

Chapter 142 Mausoleum city of fog 15

As soon as the doctor finished speaking, a door in the fourth district was rushed open.

I saw a person with red eyes rushing out frantically, "Let go of me, help! There are..."

Before the man finished speaking, he was caught by two expressionless soldiers.

covered his mouth and pushed into the building.

Fu Anan looked at this man with deep suspicion in his eyes.

"you sure?"

"It's not what you think." The young doctor looked at Fu An'an with a distressed expression, and then explained,

"For some reason, many patients inside sneaked out before they were confirmed to have recovered. What you saw just now is such a patient.

Patients who have not recovered have problems such as emotional irritability and fear. Rushing out of the hospital will hurt themselves and others, and we have no choice but to do so.

Because of this rule, some rumors spread in the hospital, demonizing the fourth district. How do you know that fighting against this unknown virus is not as simple as reported in the news. "

After speaking, the young doctor glanced at his watch, "I'm going to work, you've already come, are you really not going up?"

Fu Anan looked at the building in the fourth district again, and she was dubious about what the doctor said.

If this is the case, why would someone send a distress message like that?

Strictly covering all the doors and windows also adds a bit of mystery to it.

"Then go and have a look, it's here anyway."

Fu Anan can only follow the doctor to apply for a so-called pass now.

Along the way, she wanted to observe the wards on both sides.

What is surprising is that the doors of each ward are tightly closed, and places with glass are blocked with newspapers or other things.

It seems that they don't want people to spy on the situation inside.

Fu Anan reached out to open the door to have a look.

The door is locked.

Coincidence or intentional?

Fu Anan grabbed the second doorknob, but was held down by the oncoming nurse.

The nurse's palm was cold, and the skin on the palm was still slightly stiff. Looking at Fu Anan's face with a smile similar to that of a young doctor,

"Little sister, the patients inside are still very weak, don't disturb their rest."

The young doctor leading the way also stopped and turned to look over.

Fu Anan calmly withdrew her hand, showing a shy smile after being found out that she had done something bad, "I'm sorry."

"fine."

The young doctor waved his hand generously, "Let's go."

The pale incandescent lamps in the building are the source of all the light, but the noisy environment reveals a trace of weirdness everywhere, and Fu Anan, who is following behind, is always tense.