Chapter 187 The First Patient In The City.

“How can this be allowed? Just let someone else do it. It’s too dangerous for you.”

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“It’s fine,” Calista reassured. She had other intentions for this trip, and she was determined to take care of it personally

The line was moving rather slowly, so Calista seized the opportunity to pose a few questions to the people waiting in line. “Do you know the first person who fell ill? Does the first person who fell ill have any friends?”

After asking several people without any success, she noticed a boy at the end of the line. He looked anxious as if he was worried that the food might run out before it was his turn.

Calista smiled, turning to the person next to her. “Derek, get me a bowl of oatmeal and pasta.”

“Sure.” Derek was a man of few words and quite a looker. Calista found him agreeable, thus she remembered his name.

After getting the food, Calista waved at the boy. “Come here.”

The boy’s eyes lit up and he hastily ran over. The others were slightly disgruntled, but upon recognizing it was Calista, they wisely held their tongues. Offending her could potentially mean going hungry.

Calista held the food, yet she did not give it to him. “What’s your name?”

Rupert. My name is Rupert.” He stared intently at the bowl for quite some time before finally shifting his gaze toward Calista.

Pierre?” Pierre was the person she had just learned about, the first one who fell ill.

“Mr. Pierre often gives me

and noticed the sun was nearing its descent. She chuckled and said, “How about I walk you home? You’re so young. If someone were to snatch your

bowl of pasta for each person was simply not enough

that others might covet, Rupert said hesitantly. “You

underlying message was that it would

right,” Calista said with a smile. “Lead

potholes and uneven ground. Calista halted in front of a shack, and even

as they entered, they saw a woman lying on a straw mat. Although she had endured a high fever for

The moment he saw her, Rupert was filled with distress.

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Calista, there was

knew what fate awaited those who contracted

eyes.

thirsty? Let

Seeing that she seemed a little more energized, Calista said, “Have some oatmeal. It might make you feel better.” She then asked Derek to

to

some pasta

digging in as well. He was extremely hungry. After finishing the food his father had

from Chanaca, specifically here to combat the K Virus. We have a

showed no reaction. It was only when the topic of food was mentioned that she glanced at her child and spoke in a

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