Gu Ji turned around abruptly and saw a young white man among the crowd enjoying the sunset sea view on the deck, covering his mouth. As far as he remembered, he hadn't seen this person have any close contact with the man in the brown hat, but he wasn't sure about lunchtime.
"Hope it's just a coincidence..."
In the evening, the sea breeze on the deck was salty and moist. Most tourists were lightly dressed, so catching a chill and coughing were quite normal, especially for the elderly with white hair, whose resistance was weaker.
He slowly approached, carefully observing the limbs of the elderly man and the young white man. There were no signs of redness under the skin, muscle activity was normal, and the red veins in the whites of their eyes had not increased. It didn't look like the onset of a viral infection, which slightly eased his worries.
It was only five o'clock now.
