Doomsday Sanctuary

Di Ping felt his scalp explode, and his whole person jumped up. He was most afraid that someone would tell him something was wrong.

Day by day, so many things happened? He couldn't let himself live in peace, he was full of helplessness.

"What happened?"

Di Ping opened the door and asked Li Sheng who was waiting anxiously outside the door.

"City...City Lord, Fat...Fatty suddenly fainted, and he can't wake up no matter how he calls!"

Li Sheng also said anxiously for not wiping the sweat on his face.

"Fainted? Did you send it to the medical office for examination?"

Di Ping was shocked when he heard that the fat man had fainted. Could it be that he was seriously ill, so he asked urgently.

"I saw it, even Director Ning has been investigating for a long time, and nothing has been detected!"

Only then did Li Sheng have time to wipe the sweat off his face, panting.

"Go and see!"

Di Ping frowned, and Ning Nan didn't see the problem either. He was a little worried about whether the fat man had a problem with his body.

As soon as the two of them got off the city main tower, Liu Bingyu walked over. Seeing her hurriedly walking and running, there seemed to be something urgent.

"Bingyu!"

Di Ping looked at Liu Bingyu, who was walking in a hurry, stopped and shouted.

"what!"

Liu Bingyu was obviously thinking about something, and was startled by Di Ping's sudden voice. He raised his eyes to see Di Ping and said anxiously: "City Lord, just now Ning Nan reported it to him and found that many people had a fever and two of them were dizzy. If it fell, she was worried that it was a high-risk infectious disease, and requested a unified review, isolation, and control of the infection!"

"infectious disease?"

As soon as Di Ping heard this word, his head buzzed, and his throat mentioned in his heart. Infectious diseases are a great horror of human beings. Every time they happen, they will bring a lot of death.

"go!"

Di Ping did not dare to neglect, waved his hand with a gloomy expression, ran forward, and followed Liu Bingyu who was following as he walked:

"How many people have a fever? Who are they?"

"There are four people who have a fever. They are from the combat team. Three of them fainted. There is a fat man. Xu Sheng has a man named Li Shuang who is also from the combat team!"

Liu Bingyu ran after Di Ping and said.

When Di Ping heard that Xu Sheng still fainted, he was taken aback on the spot and stopped.

"what!"

Liu Bingyu was jogging all the way, talking, not paying attention to Di Ping's stop, and hitting Di Ping's back, screaming in shock.

Liu Bingyu felt Di Ping's thick back and the smell of grass-like sunlight coming in, and his pretty face blushed.

"How does the city lord return?"

Li Sheng looked at Di Pingdao who had stopped suddenly.

"It's okay, let's go!"

Di Ping looked back and nodded apologetically to Liu Bingyu, then waved his hand.

He suddenly thought of a possibility, such as a concentrated disease, and all of them are in the combat team. Is this somewhat unreasonable?

You must know that the combat team has the best food, and they are all young people who are in good health and have strong resistance. If this happened to ordinary people, he still understands, but the concentration of the combat team will not explain it.

There is another possibility, that is, awakening like Yue Lie and Liu Han before.

You should know that the combat team eats mutant meat every day, and is cultivating with explosive apes. Someone should have awakened long ago, but they have never appeared.

In today’s widespread fainting, fever may be a sign of awakening.

When he thought of this, Di Ping's worries were reduced by half, but joy came to his mind, and his pace became faster. He wanted to verify whether his thoughts just now were correct.

Liu Bingyu was suffering this time, Di Ping pressed the speed, it was also extremely fast, Li Sheng had to follow a trot, not to mention that she was a weak woman, and she pulled down more than 20 meters in a while.