Jiang Xiao's heart is heavy.

It seems that this door is not a real isolation area after entering, but a rest station for nurses. There should be protective clothing there, right?

Jiangxiao through the glass, see the opposite room without lights, maybe that is the disinfection room?

She put a thousand Li Fu Tu in through the small gap under the door, and immediately dived into the door and flashed into the room.

A little light from the opposite side could give her a general view.

As expected, there are protective clothing, hats, masks, gloves and so on.

The smell of disinfectant water is also very heavy for Jiangxiao.

Jiang Xiao took a brand new set and put them on one by one.

Until fully armed.

The dress almost concealed her figure.

Out of the door, she quickly flashed past the gate of the rest station and went to the second door.

That's the real quarantine.

The tracking bird went straight through the door.

Jiang Xiao took a deep breath, let himself calm down, and then went in.

It may be a psychological effect. After she came in, she immediately felt a little depressed. It seemed that the air here was thinner than that outside.

It's about a 30 meter corridor with 12 isolation wards on both sides.

There are only 12 rooms. Meng and Wenge are not separated from each other at all.

This proves that Yang Zhiqi really has no way to come in. If he had seen it with his own eyes, he would not believe that he would be separated from each other.

The tracking bird flew directly to the last room and entered the left ward.

Jiang Xiao ran over immediately.

She had no time to see what was going on in the other wards.

Now she just wants to find Meng Xinian.

He's right there.

Jiang Xiao stands at the door of this ward, reaching out to try to push the door. She found her hands trembling.

The door was heavy, but it was pushed open.

The people inside may not be able to get out, so the door is not locked and no one is guarding.

There are two beds in it, but only the one on the right side is full of instruments. There are a lot of pipes in the person.

When Jiang Xiao saw the man, tears suddenly burst down the dike.

Is that Meng Xinian?

Her handsome husband?

Is it the bully of Meng?

Obviously, she and he are less than ten days apart. When we last saw him, he was only injured on his right foot, and his clothes were dirty and smelly, but he was not like this now!

In the past years, Meng's face is gray and black, his cheek is thin, his lips are gray and his skin is cracked. His nails are black with two hands and ten fingers. It looks like they have just been cut. Because the nails become very thick, she can see the marks just trimmed.

Barefoot.

The temperature was still a little low, but he was only covered with a white sheet with slight cracks, and his feet were still exposed.

Jiang Xiao suddenly saw his right foot, the wound looks much better, but this is definitely not the appearance of careful treatment, the wound seems to be casually long, the scar is very serious, and the recovery is much slower than she imagined.

I don't know whether it is because of the low temperature here or because of the virus. His skin color is not as healthy as before, but gray black.

This kind of Meng in the past years, lying there, as if the vitality had been lost to the end, gave Jiang Xiao a feeling that he was lying there helplessly waiting for life to come to the end.

This feeling makes Jiang Xiao's heart throbbing pain almost can't help it.

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