Substitute Her to Love You (Charlotte and Patrick)

Chapter 291

"Stop!"

The policeman's voice sounded behind me.

I could not care so much and rushed towards the door. When arrived at the door, I bent down to cross the cordon and dashed into the corridor.

In the empty corridor, there wasn't a single person in sight.

For a moment, I didn't know where to go.

When I was hesitating, the policeman had already caught up with me. He directly pressed my arms with his hands and roared, "Are you a journalist?"

"No!" I couldn't turn back as my arms were pressed by the policeman. I could only say, "I'm the director's fiancee. He didn't come back from yesterday. Tomorrow is his birthday. I'm very worried!"

I knew it was impossible for me to run away.

When the policeman heard this, he hesitated for a moment and said, "Do you have a couple photo?"

Couple photo?

I thought about it carefully and shook my head. "No."

"You even don't have a couple photo?" The policeman was angry. "You must be a journalist!"

As he spoke, he took out his phone and dialed a number. "Come here to Glorious Light Hospital. I have caught a journalist."

I said anxiously, "I'm really not a journalist! I'm a designer. I can prove it!"

"A designer?" The policeman released me, though he seemed not to believe. "Prove it."

I quickly took out my mobile phone and searched for some news about me on the Internet.

Fortunately, there were some interviews that I had given on the Internet before.

The policeman pressed me with one hand and held the phone with the other one. After reading it, he stared at me doubtfully and said, "Although you have proved that you are not a journalist, you can't prove your relationship with the director. I can't tell you what has happened."

"Then please tell me if any person has been died here."

Would it be okay like this?

The policeman looked at me, paused for a moment, and said, "I can only tell you that the director is still alive."

These words were a reassurance to me.

Until then, that my heart which had always been in my mouth, was finally set at ease.

But I quickly reflected and asked, "Why did he turn off his phone if he was alive? Did anything happen to him? Was he injured?"

"No, no! If you don't leave now, my colleague will come and take you to the police station!"

The police were annoyed by my inquiry.

And I also saw that he really couldn't say it.

I had no choice but to leave the hospital.

When I got home, I looked it up online. As I expected, fields have eyes, and woods have ears.

It was said on the Internet that there was an infectious disease in Glorious Light Hospital, and now the entire hospital was locked down.

I had checked the disease on the Internet.

I found out it was a respiratory disease caused by the novel coronavirus. It was similar to SARS, but people were liable to die from it than from the latter. NôvelDrama.Org: text © owner.

Upon hearing this news, I was immediately panicked.

Had Shelton been infected? Would he be in danger?

"Thrilled to break out of the pupa, the urge to be reborn anew..."

When my heart was flustered and uneasy, my cell phone rang!

It was from Shelton!

There had never been such a time I was so excited when I got Shelton's phone call!

"Shelton, are you all right?" I said at soon as I picked up the phone.

After a moment of silence, he said, "Have you known everything?"

Shelton's voice was quite hoarse, full of fatigue.

"I checked on the Internet. Some people said an infectious disease was discovered in your hospital. I checked and found that it was a type of highly infectious virus. Where are you now? Are you okay?

Are you infected?"

I asked a serial of questions.

However, there were still more questions in my mind.

I couldn't wait to see him right now!

"Yeah," the man said flatly. "It's okay. I'm fine. It's just that... the hospital has been locked down. I can't go out."

Shelton's voice had always been very gentle.

However, this time, I could hear the hoarseness in his voice, which was likely to be caused by a throat infection. I was a little nervous. "Are you sick?" "No, I, Ahem..."

Shelton wanted to say something, but he suddenly coughed.

Only a very soft sound could be heard.

Obviously, Shelton covered the microphone when he realized he was going to cough, but it was still a little late, so I heard it.

"You're sick!" At this moment, I realized the danger. "Are you infected?"

"No." Shelton immediately denied. "But I can't go back to celebrate my birthday."

I had checked it online just now. At that moment, I had been completely clear about...

"You are isolated, aren't you?" I asked Shelton.

"No, I am not."

"You are lying to me!" I was in breathless anxiety. "Shelton, can you tell me your current situation and don't let me worry about you?"

After I said that, no voice can be heard again.

This was a kind of silence all around.

I guess that Shelton must be coughing. He was afraid that I would hear it, so I said simply, "Cough out if you cough. Don't block the microphone. Although you block it, I still can hear!"

"Really?" The man suddenly spoke and coughed twice before saying, "I'm so happy to hear you say that you're worried about me."

"I'm really worried about you." I didn't intend to hide my thoughts at all, and told him, "So can you tell me what's going on on your side, otherwise I'm going there with Glenn!"

"Okay.l can tell you" Hearing this, Shelton quickly agreed.

Holding my mobile phone with both hands, I was extremely nervous.

Although I wanted to know the situation on his side, I was really afraid to hear Shelton say that he was infected.

Because the disease is terrifying according to the information on internet, even if it could be cured, it would also cause great damage to the patient's body.

My ears were tightly pressed to the phone, and I could hear the man's heavy breathing, which made me sure that he did not cover the earpiece.

After a while, I heard him say, "I have got a fever."

Only a few words made my heart in my mouth again.

The man continued, "A patient came in the hospital a few days ago with a fever. He began to have kidney failure yesterday. When I came over, I found out that he was infected with virus. Now the patient has passed away. We immediately told this information to the Center for Disease Control and Prevention.

Later, the Center sent personnel to lock down the hospital, and they observed and measured the temperature of the patients who had come to see doctors here recently. At present, the patients have all left, and the rest are doctors who had close contact with the deceased. At present, there are only two people with fever. Unfortunately, I am one of them."

My heart was fluttered rapidly when I heard Shelton's words.

Holding the phone, I got up the nerve to ask, "That is to say, you are infected, aren't you?"

What I was afraid of was that the answer would be positive.

However, the man replied with a question, "If I am infected and may will die at any time, what are you going to do?"

"I don't allow it!"

Hearing what he said, my heart ached so much!

At that moment, I found that he was very important to me!