Chapter 652

Chapter 652

“There was a sick Barbarian at noon today. He suddenly got sick and vomited all over me..."

Christina said with a complicated expression, “I asked Samba to help me wash the dirty things off

my body with the river water.”

Charles and Gary gasped.

“The patient's vomit is contagious and the river water has been polluted long ago. Why do you use

the river water to clean your body?” Charles stood up and scolded her angrily.

Christina was also nervous.

*... I, 1 should be fine.” Christina said uncertainly.

Her former neighbor, the barbarian carpenter, was sick. Christina went to Samba and stopped by to

visit her neighbor. She didn't expect that the barbarian carpenter would vomited. The barbarian

carpenter was very embarrassed, but Christina didn’t blame him, and then she immediately washed

her body with the river water.

Christina didn't think too much, and she didn't drink the water directly.

She didn't know that the patient's vomit was contagious at that time.

"Don’t come over!"

Christina shouted

Patrick was standing three meters away from her. He stared at her with his deep eyes. He looked

angry and nervous, and there was a hint of complicated emotion in his eyes.

Not daring to look into his eyes, Christina whispered guiltily, “I, I will isolate myself in my own room

tonight. I won't infect you.”

"Why did you run around!” Patrick was anxious and he strode towards her.

"Hey, don't come over!”

Christina immediately stepped back and looked at him. She said seriously, “Patrick, you can't get

sick.”

The disease was serious, and if they let it go without intervention, it would be a disaster.

Of all of them, Patrick must not get sick.

Christina would not drag him down,

Patrick looked at her anxiously. For the sake of the overall situation, he did not approach her again.

Christina avoided his eyes and turned her face away as if nothing had happened. She deliberately

said in a flat voice, “I'm going into the room to be quarantined now. If anything happens to me, I'll

shout. Don't break into my room.”

As she spoke, Christina strode away in the direction of fewer people.

Charles and the others were in a daze and slowly regained their senses when they saw her running

away.

"... Idiot!” Charles couldn't help but scold her.

Gary and the others were also worried. Although they lived on this deserted island by their own

abilities and they had experienced much, people were always partial.

After all, Christina was Mr. Hopkins's wife.

Christina was obedient now. She stayed in the room and did not dare to walk out. The delivery man

put the food at the door. She ate alone and was in a daze.

Whenever Charles had time, he would come to her door to shout and chat with her, but Christina

didn't pay much attention to him.

Crystal also came to the door and asked if Christina was feeling unwell.

"... It's okay. I just feel a little bored.”

Christina replied sullenly and added, “Don’t get too close to this room. If you have one more

patient, you will have one less person and you will have to work harder to take care of the patient.”

Crystal Zhu was not sure if Christina was really in good condition. According to speculation, if

Christina was sick, she would have had a symptom long ago.

Christina had been in the room for seven days, and she was really bored. If she were in modern

civilized society. she could still play with her phone. But now she couldn't do anything.

"Do you feel uncomfortable?” Every day, someone came to ask her at the door on time.

"NO"

for seven days in a row, Christina answered like this, which made Patrick and the others feel relieved

and confused

in fact, Christina could go out after three days of observation But she herself did not know about

this disease, and Patrick was worried Patrick asked her to continue to stay in the room

* Next time you make a barbecue, remember to add some fennel. It has small purple leaves, small

white Mowers, a pungent smell of coriander, as well as a bitter taste and a pleasant aftertaste...”

# was rare for Christina not to clamor to come out. She was patient and waited for them to observe

Christina was afraid that she would infect Patrick and the others. However, she was fastidious about

food and her nature was difficult to change,

Christina asked for better food. The barbecue was too greasy and not even as delicious as the meat

Samba cooked

“Besides, I don't want small tomatoes for my daily fruit. I want largé mangosteens.”

Crabbie, who was taking notes outside the door, rolled his eyes. Christina was really picky.

However, every time Crabbie came to ask Christina about her health, Patrick stood aside. Although

Patrick didn't say anything, Crabbie was sensible and agreed, “Okay, I'll send them to you

tomorrow.”

“How long do I have to be quarantined?”

Christina in the room began to wonder if she had been quarantined for too long.

Crabbie subconsciously glanced at Patrick first. Patrick raised his eyebrows and thought for a

moment. Then Patrick put out two fingers without changing his expression.

Crabbie immediately understood and said, “Two weeks...” Before Crabbie could finish speaking,

Patrick glared at him.

Crabbie was startled and quickly raised his voice. “Two more months of isolation!”

“What? Two months?!"

Christina was depressed.

Crabbie said calmly and solemnly, “I can't help it. The incubation period of this disease is long. Not

only did your skin come into contact with vomit, but you also washed your body with the river

water. If the virus on your body infects us, it will be troublesome.”

For a long time, Christina did not respond.

Christina wanted to sneak out, but she was afraid of being scolded by them. She was ashamed and

angry.

Christina kicked the chair down and sat by the bed in a huft. She had to stay in the room for another

two months!

Outside the door, Patrick smiled, and Crabble did not understand why was there a sound of a chair

being knocked down in the room.

“She really doesn't have any symptoms 2"

in the evening, Patrick and the others ate together and talked about Christina.

Gary and the others thought it was incredible. “She didn't lie. We've checked it. Christina was

vomited with the dirty things on her arms. There were other Barbarians nearby and those passing

Barbarians were all unlucky to get sick. Why doesn’t Christina have any symptoms so far?"

"Did she suffer from abdominal pain in the room and not tell us?” Alan said.

Charles denied it. “Patrick and I secretly opened the window and observed her. She was very

energetic.”

During this period when Christina was quarantined, she ate and slept well. And she even put on a

few pounds.

“That's amazing.”

“It shouldn't be.”

Although they all hoped that Christina was not infected, even the Barbarians passing by were sick.

“Is Christina immune to this disease?”

They all frowned.

“She has no vaccine either. How can she be immune?”

“Then why didn't she get sick?”

It was so strange that everyone was confused.

Even Patrick frowned. Christina was immune to this disease? Why?

“Christina is related to Rafael by blood. The Strozzi family has a special status on this island. Maybe

she is really immune to the disease...”

Charles and the others wanted to know the truth.

Soon, there was a clue. Samba broke into the palace, and he insisted on looking for Christina.

They isolated Christina and locked her up for so long. Samba had waited outside the palace. Finally,

he was impatient. Samba didn't know what happened to Human Cub, so he had to see Christina in

person.

"... Logically speaking, this Barbarian should also be sick. He was the closest to Christina and

personally helped Christina clean up the vomit on her clothes.”

It seemed that Christina and Samba were really immune to the disease.

Ise

Patrick couldn't bear to do an experiment with Christina, but now Samba came here himself. Charles

and the others looked at Samba slyly and coaxed him to go to the patient's area in the palace..

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Samba believed them. Samba thought that Human Cub was sick. So he looked very sad and

worried, and he desperately searched for her in the patients.

Although Patrick and the others did not enter the area, the candles were lit at night, The huge and

burly figure of Samba rushed around in panic, and Samba constantly looked for Christina.

It could be seen that Samba was very energetic.

It had been three days, but Samba couldn“t find Human Cub.

Samba was very depressed. He even punched the door with his huge fists. Bang! If it weren't for that

Gary had taken precautions, the door would have been smashed by Samba.

Samba thought that Christina was not there. He had to go out and look for Christina carefully.

"He's really not sick.”

Charles came to this conclusion reluctantly.

They all had complicated expressions. It was strange. How could Christina and Samba be immune to

the disease?

After a long time, Patrick said, “... Find out what they usually eat.”

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