Chapter 890 Invasion 5
"Brother Liu, what's wrong with your waist?"
The woman pointed at his wound, which was the size of a dime, not swollen, but sunken one millimeter downwards.
"Maybe it was bitten by some small insect."
Liu Xiuhong didn't feel any pain and didn't care. "Go to sleep quickly. We still need to get supplies tomorrow."
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Day 4 of the game
Fu Anan finally finished preparing the ingredients and prepared to go out with the key.
It's noon
The three-story building with nine households was filled with the sounds of cooking and talking, and was extremely lively.
She took the key, walked past the neighbor whose door was closed, and went downstairs directly.
"Little sister, are you going out?"
The woman in her sixties who lived on the first floor followed her and stood next to the car. "Where are you going? Can you give me a ride?"
"Where are you going?" Fu Anan looked at her. The old lady was holding a bag containing X-ray photos.
"Ren Ai Clinic, not far away. Just a mile or two ahead."
Hearing this, Fu Anan opened the passenger door and motioned for her to get in.
The auntie is a chatterbox and started rambling as soon as she came in.
"Oh, I'm getting old, and my waist, legs, and arms are all starting to have problems. My children are not around, so it's not very convenient to see a doctor. Thank you so much for today."
"You're welcome."
Fu Anan nodded and turned the corner.
"Our building used to have no more than five or six households, and this is the first time it's fully occupied. You tourists really know how to choose your dates, and you all gathered together."
There are 50,000 more people in the game.
Ninety percent are still poor players.
Not everyone is gathered together.
Fu Anan stepped on the brakes and stopped the car in front of the clinic. "Auntie, we're here."
"Thank you."
The old lady unbuckled her seatbelt and looked out the window at the crowded hospital. "Why are there so many people in the hospital today?"
"What's wrong?"
Fu Anan looked over when she heard that.
"Oh, nothing. I forgot today is Saturday. Oh, I should have come yesterday."
The old lady thanked him many times before getting off the bus and said, "Thank you so much for troubling you."
"fine."
Fu Anan watched her go in, and saw her pass by a patient who had just come in. The man was wrapped in cloth all over, even his face was covered.
The strange outfit made her look at them several times as she watched them pass by the car.
The cheap second-hand car did not have very good sound insulation, and Fu Anan happened to hear the family members' words of comfort to the patient.
"The doctor said that while lupus can't be cured, it can be controlled. It doesn't look good now, but with proper treatment it will return to its previous state.
Don't be so pessimistic, take a day off from work and have some rest."
Lupus erythematosus.
Fu Anan, curious about the conversation, did a search on her phone: "This is a general term for a class of chronic, recurring autoimmune diseases. Most patients are women, and symptoms include butterfly-shaped erythema on the cheeks, resembling a wolf bite."
The encyclopedia explains it in great detail, with pictures of patients attached. It doesn't just appear on the face; it can grow elsewhere. In the most severe cases, the skin appears to be completely ulcerated, which is terrifying.
No wonder it has to be covered tightly.
It is really painful to suffer from this disease.
Fu Anan sighed, started the car and drove away.
The basic supplies were already prepared, so she was just driving around, trying to find a weapon that would suit her. She also wanted to find Fu Yizhi as soon as possible.
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