It’s a strange invasion, is it okay for me to fight back?

Chapter 594 Think about it
The beautiful Amir stood out from his surroundings. He was like a natural model, slender and tall, with broad shoulders and long legs. Even in a simple hospital gown, he looked exceptionally handsome. Even with half of the hem tucked into his trousers and the other half hanging out, and the cuffs loosely rolled up, it did not diminish his elegant demeanor, like that of a prince in distress.

Ling Feiran stared at him for a long while, until he came in front of her and extended his right hand—

"Hello, I am Amir."

Ling Feiran then shifted her gaze from his face to his hands.

Long, slender fingers, fair skin, and several delicate, shimmering blue butterfly wings growing from the back of her hand, their scales sparkling in the sunlight like fleeting glimpses of a beautiful shadow.

Heaven truly loved him; even the infection and deformity of his body did not diminish his beauty in the slightest.

Seeing that Ling Feiran was only staring at his hand and had no intention of shaking it, Amir smiled gently, withdrew his hand, and explained, "Marie is a bit naughty, but she doesn't mean any harm. She just wants to attract the adults' attention. The nurses here are all very busy, and no one can keep her company. Sometimes I tell her stories, and she is much quieter when she listens to stories."

“So her name is Marley…” Ling Feiran looked at the little girl next to Amir and greeted her with a smile, “Hello, little Marley.”

Marley made a face and ran off laughing.

Amir watched Marai's retreating figure and said, "Her whole family was infected with the gene of the splitting worm, which caused a mutation in the structure of the back of the brain, forcing the brain to move forward, so her forehead is larger than normal. Fortunately, her brain functions have not been affected for the time being."

Ling Feiran asked, "Are her family members here too?"

Amir glanced at her gently and replied, "He's gone. His brain split open beyond its limit; he died."

Ling Feiran was stunned, a chill creeping down her back.

Such a beautiful face, such a gentle voice, speaking the most cruel and cold truth in a tender and penetrating tone.

Ling Feiran felt a strong sense of unease.

Amir, seemingly oblivious to her fright, continued slowly, "Mari's father is a Mogu, and her mother is a local. She could speak two languages ​​from a young age, loved to sing and dance, and was a lively little girl. The Mogu Kingdom was in turmoil due to the spread of pollution, and her parents fled here with her. Unfortunately, they were too late, and her genes were still contaminated..."

"Ling Feiran!"

Shouts came from afar, interrupting Amir's narration.

Ling Feiran turned around and saw the head nurse who had trained her hurrying over with an unusually cold expression.

"You've already finished your shift, why are you still lingering in the inpatient ward?" The head nurse's tone was stern. "You're affecting other people's work."

Seeing this, Amir glanced at Ling Feiran with a mocking yet sympathetic look, then turned and left.

Ling Feiran blushed slightly and awkwardly apologized to the head nurse, "I'm sorry, I didn't know this would affect them..."

"What did he just say to you?" the head nurse suddenly asked.

“They didn’t say anything…” Ling Feiran replied softly, “We just talked about some things related to Marai.”

The head nurse was silent for a moment, then said, "Listen, if you want to stay here, don't ask about the stories of those infected people. You don't need to know, and you don't need to remember their names. If you plan to apply for a transfer in seven days, you can pretend you didn't hear what I'm saying now."

Ling Feiran looked up, staring blankly at the head nurse, "I never thought about being transferred..."

The head nurse sighed almost imperceptibly and said in a gentle tone, "Never mind, go back and rest. Don't talk to those infected people again next time, especially that Amir."

Ling Feiran nodded and walked away awkwardly. Actually, she didn't have many opportunities to talk to the infected, because most of them were refugees from Mogu who couldn't speak the language. Amir and Marley were among the few infected she could communicate with smoothly.

She could understand the head nurse's intention in saying that not allowing conversation was probably because she didn't want volunteers to develop too many emotional connections with the infected people. Just like Liu Wen said before, working in an environment of life and death for a long time would put a lot of psychological burden on the volunteers.

but……

Ling Feiran disagreed with this a little.

She felt that she couldn't ignore the existence of infected people. Even without words, there were eye contact, expressions, and actions. How could two lives coming into contact not create ripples? Forcibly closing herself off would probably backfire.

Today was Ling Feiran's first day on the job. She didn't dare to be presumptuous and decided to let things take their course and see how things went.

Everything in the quarantine area felt new to her, both the good and the bad.

Back in her dorm, Ling Feiran finally had time to call Feng Ling, but the call still went unanswered, and her messages went unanswered.

Ling Feiran went online to rewatch the news of the press conference that Feng Ling attended. Watching Feng Ling in the video, she smiled helplessly and muttered to herself, "...She probably lost her phone."

……

At the same time, Huangfu Miaomiao was having a video call with Feng Ling.

She seemed to have endless things to say, and the phone call lasted for two hours without any sign of ending.

"That's how it happened... When I heard they were going to lock me in a coffin, I was terrified. I thought I was going to die. They even used rare items to tie me up! They really weren't leaving me any way out! It's this, this..."

Huangfu Miaomiao took out the Gleipnir Ring from her checkered backpack and eagerly showed it to Feng Ling.

Feng Ling had nothing to do in Lisa. He lay on the sofa eating fruit, his tablet computer propped up on the coffee table, chatting idly.

"Hmm, what happened next?" Feng Ling lazily put a cherry in her mouth and spat out a pit.

"Later I met the fish monster, and he saved me from those people..." Huangfu Miaomiao felt like crying when she thought of the fish monster. "He was human, and he turned into a monster because his pollution levels went out of control. I promised him that I would help him regain his memories and find his name, but I just can't remember it..."

"If you can't remember, then don't think about it. Let the supervisory bureau investigate." Feng Ling didn't care about these trivial matters and spat out cherry pits.

Huangfu Miaomiao pouted and said, "The Bureau of Supervision needs basic information to have a direction for the investigation. Right now, we have no information at all, so we can't investigate."

"Do your best and leave the rest to fate. If you're really upset, burn some more paper money for him," Feng Ling said nonchalantly.

Huangfu Miaomiao was unhappy and said in a low voice, "You've met him before, right? It was that time in the underground cave in Jiangkou City. Do you remember? Think about it, maybe you can remember his name."

“It’s been more than two months, how could you possibly remember?” Feng Ling shook her head. “Don’t overthink it. Just rest well. Maybe you’ll suddenly remember one day when you’ve recovered.”

Huangfu Miaomiao pouted reluctantly, "Help me think of something! Think of something!"

Feng Ling sighed, "Why don't you go ask Zhou Zhou? His memory might be better than ours."

Huangfu Miaomiao's eyes lit up. "That's right! He was in the cave at the time, so he might remember!"

(End of this chapter)