Chapter 22 Special Infectious Diseases
Ling Qiu ate three steaks in total; they were so delicious.
She hadn't slept well at all on the light rail, so Ling Qiu decided to go to bed for a nap. While lying in bed, she habitually opened a webpage to browse the news. There was a lot of news in Mante City every day, big and small, but nothing too big, mostly just gang fights.
Ling Qiu was stunned. How could there suddenly be an infectious disease? Which hospital were these patients transferred to? Could it be the Madsen Hospital she went to today?
Mendelson Hospital is the best-equipped hospital in Mant City and is funded by Noah Holdings Inc. The company's employee health insurance is provided by Mendelson.
There are so many people at the hospital today... Ling Qiu remembers that it seems to be employees of one of Noah's subsidiaries who came for their annual check-up.
If the infectious disease is already present at Madison Hospital, wouldn't a weak free person like her be the first to be infected?
Ling Qiu then began to examine the infection symptoms: fever, dizziness, nausea, diarrhea...
Aren't these all similar to a common cold?
Mendelsohn Hospital also issued an official statement urging people not to panic, stating that the hospital is working hard to develop an antibody vaccine, and appealing to people to avoid crowded places as much as possible in the coming days.
After reading the announcement, Ling Qiu felt reflexively uncomfortable.
She paused for a moment, then opened Lululan's chat window and asked, "Have you seen what happened with the virus? How are you?"
A few minutes later, Lululan sent a message: "I don't know, I just received a notice from the company. So far, everyone seems to be fine, but the company seems to be planning to work from home recently. Maybe this virus is a bit serious."
"You especially need to be careful, Qiuqiu," Lululan instructed. "Try to stock up on as much nutrient solution as possible and minimize going out."
Ling Qiu wasn't worried about this. She had just bought a new batch of nutrient solution, and she could also get some from Anbote.
Over the years, cyborgs have become much stronger, and illnesses like the common cold have almost disappeared from their lives. People buy health insurance mainly for surgical procedures and emergency care after injuries.
The sudden outbreak of the infectious disease caused quite a stir. Within a short time, the forums were filled with discussions about the disease, and new messages appeared every time the page was refreshed.
"It should be fine, right? Isn't this kind of cold-like illness only that free people get?"
"It's hard to say. I heard that all of those who died were cyborgs."
"Isn't that obvious? Freemen don't even qualify to go to the hospital. They'd probably all be dead in some corner by now. I still don't think this infectious disease is that serious. We've all been fitted with prosthetic lungs. What threat could this disease pose?"
...
Overall, not many people are worried about infectious diseases.
Ling Qiu knew that her health wasn't very good, so she decided to stay home for a while to avoid the storm and see when the vaccine that Manderson claimed would be available.
She tossed her phone aside, closed her eyes, and fell asleep. She slept soundly until a little after eight the next morning. When she opened her eyes, Ling Qiu habitually picked up her phone and glanced at it.
She was stunned. In just one night, the number of people who had died from the infectious disease had reached 56, and the number of cases continued to rise. More than 300 cases of infection had been discovered in Mante City.
Is this virus spreading so fast?
She opened HiLink and saw a message from Lululan: "How are you, Qiuqiu? Have you been infected?"
Ling Qiu touched her head and assessed herself. She felt fine and thought she hadn't been infected.
"No, is your company implementing work-from-home policies?" Ling Qiu asked.
“Yes,” Lululan said.
Ling Qiu was relieved.
Lululan then said, "Actually, Ron asked me about you last night, asking if you had contracted the disease."
Upon seeing the name, Ling Qiu paused. Ron had helped her last time, and she still owed Ron a favor.
“Actually, he’s a pretty good person,” Ling Qiu said. If it weren’t for Anbot’s sudden appearance, she might have really considered dating Ron, but it was hard to say how long the relationship would last, since she was a useless free agent.
"So why didn't you like him?" Lululan asked.
She actually had her eye on him, Ling Qiu answered in her heart, but Anbote was probably watching her every move from somewhere, so Ling Qiu couldn't tell Lululan the truth.
Ling Qiu could only say, "I still think he's not handsome enough."
"Besides, I think he's too much of a scoundrel. He doesn't look very well-behaved, and I don't feel safe with him."
The latter part was actually something Ling Qiu made up on the spot. In Mante City, almost everyone has some connection with the underworld. They have extensive connections and can get things done. Ron has clashed with the underworld and has good connections as well. From any perspective, he is a good choice.
Even so, even without Anpot's presence, Ling Qiu knew very well that she and Ron couldn't be together for long, just because she was a free person. Someone like her had to be careful even when dating, so how could she get along with someone else?
“I think you’re too picky about looks, Qiuqiu,” Lululan sighed. “If you can’t even stand Ron, then my boyfriend… wouldn’t he be even worse?”
“Oh dear,” Ling Qiu said, “some people care about this, and some people don’t.”
...
In the kitchen, the monster, who was brewing brown sugar ginger tea, witnessed the entire chat log.
She really does care a lot about her appearance.
He looked up and saw his own face reflected on the wall in front of him.
She got tired of the last "Li Jiale" human face after only a few days. How long can she maintain her interest in this face now?
Human aesthetics are truly absurd.
After chatting with Lululan, Lingqiu went outside to see what she could eat. As soon as she opened the door, she smelled that strange, sweet smell again.
"You're making brown sugar ginger tea again?" Ling Qiu asked in surprise. She thought it was rare enough that it happened only once in a while, but she didn't expect the monster to make it a second time.
"Aren't you on your period?" The monster had its back to her, but Ling Qiu felt like she was being watched.
He said, “Yesterday at that time, I smelled the blood on you.”
At what time could it be? It must have been when Ling Qiu was rubbing against Him.
Ling Qiu touched the tip of her nose: "It should be over by tomorrow, so we don't need to keep boiling this. Mine is pathological, so drinking this won't really help much."
It's not even as effective as Anbote's painkillers. Anyway, as long as she doesn't feel pain, she doesn't have menstrual cramps. Isn't that the point?
However, Ling Qiu still drank the brown sugar ginger tea. She never had the habit of wasting food, even if the taste was really hard to describe.
At this moment, Ling Qiu saw a message from Lululan: "Um, Qiuqiu, can you get in touch with Ron?"
"What's wrong?" she asked.
“After Ron asked me about your situation yesterday, he hasn’t replied to my messages yet, and I’ve asked a few of his friends, but I can’t get in touch with him either.”
Upon hearing this, Ling Qiu opened the chat window and asked Ron, "Are you alright?"
She waited for a while but did not receive a reply.
"I can't get in touch with her either," Ling Qiu said to Lu Lulan. "What happened?"
“I’m wondering if he’s infected…” Lululan said. “I’m afraid that if no one takes him to the hospital in time, he might be in danger.”
Ling Qiu stroked her chin. The infectious disease outbreak this time did indeed have a high mortality rate, and she also owed Ron a favor.
She looked at Amber and asked, "Could you let me see Ron's condition?"
As she asked the question, she gently hugged Anbote's waist.
“You know I’m not really interested in him, but it’s best to repay the favor. What do you think, Bobo?” As she spoke, she kissed Anbote’s lips.
I can't stand seeing her like this. Even a monster would want to roll its eyes.
His expression was extremely indifferent, but after being kissed a few more times by Ling Qiu, he couldn't help but speak up: "Conditions."
condition?
Ling Qiu thought for a moment, then asked, "Do you want to do what happened yesterday again?"
...That's a good suggestion.
Although He didn't quite understand what she was doing, He felt very comfortable at that time... Strangely, His tentacles became restless and frenzied, and the feeling was very interesting.
Well, that's not a difficult thing.
The monster opened up Ling Qiu's vision.
Ling Qiu first saw a completely new environment. She quickly realized that this must be Ron's house. She quickly scanned the area and saw Ron lying unconscious in the kitchen.
He appeared to be about to pour water; there was a pile of broken glass on the floor, but no water stains.
Did she faint?
Ling Qiu told Lululan, "I found out, Ron fainted at home, what should we do now?"
“Then it’s very likely he’s infected,” Lululan said. “I’ll contact the hospital first to check if Ron has medical insurance. If he does, the hospital will pick him up directly.”
These street thugs are generally well-treated; they can go against gangs and have company support behind them, so they are all organized groups.
"The matter is resolved," the monster suddenly whispered in her ear, then stared at her with those straight, naked eyes.
Ling Qiu pursed her lips; of course she knew what Anbote meant.
However, doing the same thing again in the same way can easily become boring.
“I didn’t say today,” Ling Qiu said, raising an eyebrow. “At least, it has to wait until my period is over.”
I don't know if she's an isolated case, but her sexual desires become very strong every time she has her period.
The monster's expression clearly turned displeased.
He must receive something in return for what he gives; that is the rule.
A mere, insignificant human woman from Earth, has no chance with him...
“But we can do some fun foreplay now.” Ling Qiu had already slipped his hand inside the monster’s clothes with lightning speed.
She stroked the area of His human body that belonged to His heart.
"You know what? I really like touching you here."
The monster stared at her with its dark, unreadable eyes, not understanding what she wanted to do.
“Anbot…” Ling Qiu’s voice was soft, almost like she was pleading, “Did you know that men can also produce lactation?”
"This shouldn't be too difficult for you, right? Can you do it for me to play with?" Ling Qiu knelt in His lap, her eyes practically shining.
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