The infected patients lay haphazardly amidst filth.
There were also traces of vomit sprayed around the cabin.
Some soldiers couldn't withstand such shocks and ran to the railing to dry heave.
After his initial shock, the Military Doctor bravely entered.
Xiang Ying followed behind him, reminding, "It's best not to touch with your hands!"
Scar face saw Liu Taipin lying nearby, already fainting.
He wanted to go help her but was stopped by Jie Chen.
"Wait outside," Jie Chen ordered, and scar face could only comply.
But he was restless inside.
Liu Taipin couldn't possibly be dead, right?
Xiang Ying had already reached Liu Taipin's side, somehow holding a thin wooden stick, now using it to shift her clothes.
There were various degrees of necrosis and bleeding on her neck and shoulders.
After several confirmations, a grave expression formed between Xiang Ying's brows.
"I have seen this disease before."
