"Why are you locked in the hotel? Are you alone?" Hua Jinse asked in detail over the phone.
"The whole class."
Ye Jingzhe's usually calm, soft voice betrayed a hint of unease. He pursed his thin lips and said, "Aunt, someone in our class fell ill. It was Wu Zuozuo, who sits in front of me. He fainted halfway through class today and was taken to the hospital. Later, some men in protective suits took us to a hotel and wouldn't let us leave…"
Ye Jingzhe explained the whole situation from beginning to end.
Hua Jinse still didn't quite understand what had happened. After all, infectious diseases only occurred once every ten or twenty years, so public awareness wasn't very high.
However, one thing was very clear to Hua Jinse: her little nephew was locked up.
"Wait for Auntie. I'll come and rescue you right away!"
