Chapter 880： Transit (2) (1/2)

The bell rang a crisp sound. Soon, a middle-aged man in his forties walked from the racecourse until he stopped at a distance of three or four feet from the fence. He shouted at the team: ”I do n’t know, Master Hong What's the call for Xiaojun to come? ”

After Hong team introduced the identity and intention of the three people in Nangong, Yao Guan looked sincere and frightened, and saluted: ”I have seen the grandfather, the county master, and Taiyi Wu.” There was a glimmer of hope in his dim and dim eyes. Since the doctor came, does it mean they have been saved?

Nan Gongyu and others put on a mask to cover their nose and mouth, wrapped their hair, and wore a specially brought jacket, then signaled that the Hong team was opening the gate of the fence, and entered the racetrack with Yao Guan.

Nangong Yan walked and said, ”Yao steward, where are those patients now?”

”It's been moved to the back of the racecourse.” Yao Guan said respectfully.

”Then take us to see it first.”

Yao Guan looked at them and stopped talking, and finally shook his head and sighed, and took them away.

There are more than a dozen rooms in the back cover of the racecourse. It was originally the residence of some people on the racecourse, but now it has become a place of isolation.

The doors and windows of each room were locked deadly, and even through a mask, the nasty stench passed into Nangong's nose. How can such an environment live, let alone these people are still sick. No wonder the illness is spreading so fast!

Maybe I heard the voice, guessing that Yao Guanshi brought people, and the people in several rooms began to slap on the door panel, and screamed in fear:

”Administrator Yao, help us!”

”Find us a doctor.”