The next day, Ryan went back to Isla Uno. All the children on the island had already gathered on the shore the moment his yacht pulled over a few miles away. Some even rode in their small, wooden boats and met him halfway, their happiness overflowing. Their squeals and waves of laughter echoed through the serene, late afternoon atmosphere. The sun was already closing the horizon, and despite the exhaustion of the day, the children's energy still seemed to be at its peak.
"Hi, kids! Gather around, and we will give you your food and toys," Ryan hollered, and the kids moved as fast as a bolt of lightning, squatting close together on the sand, their face gleaming with excitement.
After placing two boxes on the sand, Ryan came back to the speedboat to gather more. A child sprinted behind him, and when Ryan was about to lift another box, he called out.
Hello, dear readers,
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The Synopsis
"Doc, wake up!"
I had barely slept after running around for more than 24 hours already when an ER nurse woke me up. No matter how many cups of coffee I had consumed, my eyelids would just drop. These sick patients just wouldn't stop coming for admissions or consultation, even during the wee hours of the night.
"Doc, he has the signs and symptoms of Bronc X virus."
All my grogginess slipped away the moment I watched him through the glass window that separated the isolation room from the central ER. As of tonight, there were already more than a hundred reported death cases of the deadly outbreak of the virus. I stared at him, and he also stared back, locking our eyes for a moment.
Since then, my sleepless nights began...
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