Chapter 2845: The look of love (5)

When Chu Luowei came in, she heard An Xinyue's cry, so she accelerated her pace.
"What's wrong?" Chu Luowei asked in a deep voice, and even Chu Luo followed and looked worriedly at Chu Luo who was lying in bed.
"Luo Mu can't wake up, and his forehead is so cold." An Xinyue said, tears had already fallen, which was scared.
"Brother, brother—" Chu Luowei pushed twice on Chu Luomu's body and still did not respond. If it was before, he would wake up even with a slight movement.
"Shit--" Chu Luowei screamed, and stood up with Chu Luo directly behind her, "Sister, let the doctor prepare for rescue."
"Okay—" An Xin got up cheerfully and ran down in her bathrobe.
Chu Luowei carried Chu Luo down the helicopter and entered the hospital. Chu Luo opened the way for him in the front, "Let Jean, let Jean--"
A doctor had already greeted him in front, and Chu Luomu was sent to the rescue room as soon as possible.
Shui Anluo flew almost from his office, and even before they heard a word, he pushed the door into the rescue room.
The scene that caught her eyes tightened the muscles in the corners of her eyes. Her son was hugging her when she was walking and said, "Mom, wait for my son to come back, and then lie in front of her.
Although the leg was severely inflamed, fortunately he did not reach the level of amputation. The doctor was treating the leg wound for him, but the attending director looked solemnly at Shui'anluo.
"Low temperature," the doctor said with a heavy expression on his face.
Low temperature
The two words fluttered lightly, but Shui Anluo's strength was drained. They had not received the blood of the infected person, but her son was sent to her.
"Dean." The little nurse reached out to help the person.
"Go outside and isolate them. All people who have touched Chuluo are isolated." Shui Anluo said with a word, but his eyes never left his son.
The little nurse quickly went out to arrange it and said it again, An Xinyue sat down on the stool with her legs straight.
"Plague?" She whispered, the two words fluttering, but she seemed to have exhausted all her strength.
"Impossible, my brother is so good. How could he be infected with the plague?" Chu Luo cried out loud. When Chu Luo finished, he suddenly thought, "Is it the wound on his leg?
"One by one, the situation is not yet clear, you go to the isolation room with me first, Isolate for a week, and confirm that there is no problem before you can come out." The little nurse said.
An Xinyue was always sitting on a stool. She should have thought that his temperature was abnormal before, but what could she do if she knew? She is not a doctor.
Why did you choose to study medicine instead of psychology?
At this time, she couldn't help anything.
Chu Luo looked at An Xinyue anxiously, she still sat there pale.
"Mian Mian Sister--"
"I can't help him, I can't help anything. I didn't find him uncomfortable, I didn't find him infected with the plague, not even found--"
"Mian Mianmian, this is not your fault, you are not a doctor." Chu Luo quickly pacified.
Yeah, she's not a doctor.
An Xinyue now has only one sentence in her head. Why is she not a doctor? why?
What happened to Chuluo? How will she live?