Hurried knocks came from the door, “Open the door! Please! Help my wife! Please!”
Luo Yuan exchanged a glance with Huang Jiahui before standing up to take a look through the peephole. It was their neighbor who stayed directly opposite them who was knocking. They were not really friends but knew of each other’s existence. His face was filled with fear and a hint of uneasiness.
Luo Yuan guessed that his wife was probably bitten by a mutated mosquito. She would not survive it but they were neighbors after all so he had to at least go take a look. He opened the door with some hesitation and asked, “What happened?”
The man frantically said, “Hurry, hurry to my house, my wife can’t last much longer. I don’t know what happened, she was mopping the kitchen and suddenly fell down.”
He turned towards Huang Jiahui, “Close the door first. I’ll go over and have a look.”
“Okay, return quickly,” Huang Jiahui replied worriedly.
Luo Yuan kept quiet and only nodded his head.