"Dean, you go ahead and get busy, and I won't disturb you here!" Zhu Ling respectfully, with a smile on his face, then returned to Wu Bin's side.
"I've told the Dean everything you instructed."
"The Dean has already reported these matters to the higher-ups, and it's currently in the handling stage. If it's confirmed to be a contagious disease, it means a large-scale isolation will soon begin. This is also to prevent more and more patients from experiencing the same situation in the future."
Zhu Ling frowned slightly, his face full of uncontrollable worry: "If it really is a contagious disease, does that mean the situation is getting more and more serious?" He looked at Wu Bin with concern.
"How did such a situation appear out of nowhere? The key is, the condition worsens so badly, in just two or three days, the skin rots to the point where it's nauseating to everyone who sees it."
