"Yes, Han Yi, I've heard the old ladies next door talking about some virus thing these days..."
"Really?" Gong Beiluo leaned in to ask.
"Yes, it's all over the internet! But I don't go online, I just heard it from others..." Zhuang Surong asked curiously.
"Mom, don't listen to those old ladies talking nonsense outside, they're just senile..." Gong Tingxuan quickly interrupted the unpleasant conversation.
Lin Ruoyao smiled silently, quietly observing, pondering when to push this topic into the spotlight.
"Cough, cough..."
Han Yi suddenly coughed twice in succession.
Lin Ruoyao turned pale with fright, immediately jumped out of her chair, and kept a distance from Han Yi.
A pair of terrified eyes looked at her.
"You, are you infected?"
"Yes, I'm infected; you'd better stay away from me, or you'll get infected too!"
Han Yi deliberately said loudly.
"Infected, huh? Then you have to be isolated; you can't stay here!" Lin Ruoyao said nervously.
