Chapter 487 One more update

   The sky is bright.

   A staff member eagerly walked into the office building of the City Lord's Mansion and handed over a data sheet of the latest statistics of the infected to the Secretary Office of the City Lord's Mansion.

  The secretary took the report, opened it, and was surprised.

   But in the past six hours, the total number of infected people has risen from 1.2 million to 3 million!

   There are only 8 million people in Shengdu City, and more than 1 million people have been evacuated safely. At present, there are 7 million people left in Shengdu City, of which 3 million have been infected. Maybe don't have to wait until tonight, the entire Shengdu City will fall!

   The secretary sank and felt chest tightness.

  This city, is it really going to fall with its subjects?

   The secretary hurriedly left the office building with the report and came to the activity building next door, which was full of children rescued from the city. Among those children, the youngest was only two or three months old, and the oldest was thirteen or fourteen years old.

   Two days ago, these children were still loved by their parents and petted by their families, but in a blink of an eye, they were abandoned by their families and became homeless orphans in this city. After only a day or two, these children lost their innocence and innocence in their eyes.

   They knew that they were sick, the city was sick, and their parents would never come back to them.

  No one loves them, they can only hold a group by themselves.

  Older children took the initiative to take care of the baby, while some healthy children took care of those children who became sick and started to vomit.

  The secretary has not changed his clothes for two days. He is wearing a wrinkled suit and the leather shoes on his feet are stained with a lot of dust.

   As soon as the secretary entered the activity room, the children raised their blackened faces and looked at him dully.

   The secretary couldn't bear to look at those eyes full of despair. He found an older child and asked in a low voice, "Where's the city owner?"

  The big boy pointed upstairs and said, "On the third floor."

"good."

  The third floor is the critically ill area.

  The children on the 3rd floor are all terminally ill children who are about to leave this world.

  The secretary took heavy steps and took the elevator to the third floor.

   The elevator door opened, and the secretary smelled a foul odor.

   He stood at the elevator door and looked at the scene in front of him.

  I saw nearly 100 children lying helplessly on the ground in the basketball activity room with a width of more than 200 meters. Beside them was this basin full of vomit. And their respected city masters shuttled between these children, constantly wiping their hands, faces, and slapping their backs with towels.

   A little girl over three years old suddenly grabbed the trousers of the city lord's suit.

  Lu Yubei stopped and looked down at the child, his eyes filled with tears.

  The child said, "I, I'm so sleepy, uncle, can you hold me to sleep?" The basin next to the little girl was full of her vomit. She wasn't going to be sleepy, she was going to die.

   The little girl pulled Lu Yubei's trouser legs and said, "Before, it was my father who coaxed me to sleep, uncle, hug me, okay?"

  Lu Yubei nodded and sat down directly on the ground.

   He took the critically ill little girl in his arms and heard the little girl ask, "Uncle, am I, am I going to die?"

  Lu Yubei looked up at the ceiling, his throat was so thick that he could not speak.

The little girl leaned against Lu Yubei's chest, and she said weakly: "Dad said that if you are sick, you can get an injection. Uncle, can you give me an injection? I don't want to die, and I still want to go to the party with my father. What about the cooking competition in kindergarten, my dad's cooking is delicious."

   When Lu Yubei heard the little girl's request, he couldn't hold back any longer, hugged the little girl tightly, buried his head on the little girl's back, collapsed and cried.

  If he could, he would rather die than watch these little angels die!

  The secretary saw this scene and couldn't help but wipe away tears with her suit sleeves.

He wiped his nose, carefully walked around the children, stood in front of Lu Yubei, lowered his head and said, "City Lord, the new infected data has been collected. At present, Shengdu City has been evacuated safely for a total of one day. One million people, and there are still about seven million people in Shengdu City. The number of infected people has climbed to three million. "

   When Lu Yubei heard the number three million, he slowly raised his head.

  Lu Yubei asked the secretary: "What can we do? What can we do?"

   The secretary shook his head, "City Lord, there is nothing we can do."

   is powerless.

   These are the most helpless words in the world.

  *

"Master Yu, the rate of infection in the city is increasing. An hour ago, a total of 3 million people in the city were infected. It has only been an hour, and 3.2 million people have been infected." The latest statistical table came to Yu Huang.

  Yuhuang heard the number, looked up at the sky, and suddenly asked, "What time is it?"

  Matris glanced at the watch on her wrist and said, "It's almost seven o'clock."

  Yuhuang looked up at the rising sun, she suddenly whispered something incomprehensible, she said, "It's almost there."

  Sheng Xiao stood in front of the No. 1 inspection port to supervise the work.

  The officer completed the test for a man in his thirties and confirmed that the man was not infected. The officer stamped his form and handed it to the other party. "You go to ship 18."

   The man reached out and took the form.

   He passed through the inspection port, saw Sheng Xiao, stopped suddenly, and took the liberty to ask: "Sir, Shengducheng, is there any help?"

   Sheng Xiao noticed that the man was wearing a pink bow headband on his wrist, he hesitated, and then asked, "Your daughter, is it infected?"

   Hearing the words, the man's expression stiffened.

He looked down at the bow-tie headband on his wrist, let out an absent-minded 'ah', and said painfully: "My daughter's school has many children infected, I lied to her, saying that I'll buy her a beautiful headband, and I'll just buy it. go back, me."

  The man suddenly lost his voice and was speechless.

   Sheng Xiao didn't know how to comfort the man, but he changed his position and thought, he thought, if his daughter was infected, he would never leave her alone.

  Parents are the sky for the child. When the sky falls, how can the child live?

  The man wiped his tears and walked a few steps in the direction where the ship was docked. He saw a little daughter hugging her father on the deck of the No. 18 ship, celebrating their escape. The man fixed his eyes on this scene, he suddenly threw away the form, and ran back.

   "I can't go!"

   "I'm going back! I have to go back to find my daughter!"

  The man suddenly ran to the bus holding the infected people. He rushed into the bus desperately, huddled with the infected people, and returned to Shengdu City without hesitation.

  Even though the singing and dancing were peaceful outside the city gate, he was willing to stay inside the lifeless city gate. Because in the city that fell ill, there was his daughter who also fell ill.

   He can't save his daughter, so let's accompany her to get sick!

   (end of this chapter)

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