Time Travel to Become Your Sweetheart

Chapter 262 It's Me

A knock on the door interrupted Pearl's thoughts. She stood up to open it. Her legs were numb

because she had been squatting on the ground for a long time, she had to hold the wall and stumbled

forward.

"Who is it?" she asked.

Every night, strange sounds would come from here. Some people laughed, some sang, and some cried

out in despair. Someone would die in two or three days with their bodies being carried out to be

cremated.

The RS virus was more destructive to the body than to the spirit of a person.

Robert did not dare to speak but only stand at the door silently. He was afraid that if he said something,

Pearl would not open the door for him. As her footsteps gradually approached, he was extremely

nervous.

"It's me," Robert replied.

The outside was silent. He just told Robert that he had finally come, and hoped it was not too late.

Pearl opened the door. She could not believe her eyes and she thought it was a dream. Just as she

was about to close the door, Robert pushed open the door to get into.

The room was very simple, dark, and dim with curtains hanging around. Robert put the big package on

the ground and did not know what to say.

Before Robert came, he had already braced for the worst. He was thinking that even if Pearl was

infected by the RS Virus with pus and blood on her body, he would firmly hold her in his arms.

He was her doctor and he liked her too.

Luckily, Pearl just looked thinner. She was well except with her skin slightly pale, scattered with dense

red dots on the face.

"Why are you here?"

Pearl asked Robert coldly. In her eyes, this place was horrible. She was infected with the virus and her

life was in the countdown. She didn't want to meet him at this time.

"I, I was infected by the virus too."

Robert lied. He did not dare to look her in the eye. He knew that he could not deceive Pearl, but maybe

she would believe him.

"Robert, get out!"

Pearl covered her face and said angrily without the slightest joy of seeing him rather than sorrow.

People here would die every day, and if they were infected, there's no hope to reverse the situation.

"I just came back from abroad and I am very tired," Robert said.

He pretended to be relaxed.

"Don't evade my question. Answer me. Why are you here? I don't believe that you are infected."

Pearl tried to keep a distance from Robert as much as possible. She was afraid she would infect her.

She didn't want to involve him.

"Pearl, listen to me."

Robert stepped forward and wanted to hug Pearl, but she dodged.

"I am your doctor, and I should be responsible for you." Robert found an excuse.

He closed and locked the door.

"I don't need you to accompany me. Get out! Get out!"

Pearl forced herself not to cry. She needed company, but she didn't want him to die. Even he was her

psychologist.

Robert still had a bright future, and she was already a burden to him.

The person who had been known her for four years, but Pearl gritted her teeth, trying not to give him a

look.

Pearl was very afraid that if Robert left, she would have no chance to see him anymore.

"I won't go! What do you think this place is? Since I came in, I can't get out."

They had not known each other for long, but Robert understood Pearl was stubborn but soft-hearted,

and she liked to shoulder everything herself.

That's why he felt even more distressed for her. He opened the bag. Inside it were her clothes, things

that she liked to eat, and the little bear that she had to hug when sleeping.

"There's a separate kitchen here. I'll go and cook for you."

Robert had brought more things than imagined, but he needed to be checked at the gate. For example,

shampoo was not allowed to be brought in, so he had to simplify the goods.

Pearl stood silently to the side, watching him chop the chicken meat as well as mushroom to make

wontons, which was her favorite.

"Robert, do you know what it means?" Pearl asked.

She choked with sobs. The bear in her arms was still emitting a faint perfume smell. She wanted to go

home all the time, but it was just a wish.

"I know. No matter what happens, I don't want you to be alone in despair every day."

Robert shook his head. There were some things that he should not think about at all. Since he had

already made his decision, he would follow his heart.

"It is very chaotic outside. I don't know when it will end."

Robert stirred the meat filling when he found a small freezer in the corner. Although the patient was

quarantined, there should be some living facilities and basic items that would be distributed on time.

They were not treated unfairly.

"It's good to be chaotic. There will always be people coming out to reverse the situation, so don't worry.

Maybe a miracle will happen soon."

Before Robert came here, he had asked something about Jane. Jane told him that he could make a

phone call, and in this way, he followed the situation outside and did not give up any hope or

opportunities.

Soon, the wontons were cooked in the pot, emitting a burst of steaming fragrance. Pearl rubbed her Ccontent © exclusive by Nô/vel(D)ra/ma.Org.

stomach and found that she was hungry.

"Help yourself. I'll take care of you from now on." Robert said.

He brought over a bowl of wonton and a plate of pickles to Pearl.

Although the RS virus was still mutating, there were also some mutations in the human body. Thus,

although the human body was still the carrier of the virus, the virus spread slowly from one week to one

month.

In other words, it would take at least a month for the infected to die.

But even so, Pearl's life was in the countdown.

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After dark, there was the sound of the wall being smashed which was a bit horrifying. As long as no

killing here, no one would care. The infected were left behind to rot.

"These people can not go out. As long as they go out, they will be killed," he said.

Robert was determined. He would not regret it.

Pearl took a sip of the hot soup. They were all sources of infection. If they conducted any extreme

behavior outside, no one could afford the responsibility. Therefore, there would be people who would

especially put food, clothing, and other substances here and they would wait for death here.

"You should not have come to such a place."

Pearl sighed again. He could not bear to part with Robert. Now she could not do anything but take

things as they were.

"Don't say that anymore. I won't leave you."

Robert shook his head. He told Pearl that when he left the laboratory, he brought the latest medicine,

which was the antibody extracted from Jane's blood. It might be useful.

"What did you say?"

Pearl was so shocked that Jane was immune to the RS virus. It was good news.

Pearl did not care about the medicine at all but asked about Jane.

Robert had to get to the point. He said, "There is still Jane's blood here. I collected it before I came

here. If the drug extract is not effective, I will think of another way."

As long as there was hope, Robert was willing to try no matter how hard it was. For him, all he wanted

was to save Pearl.

"Janie is pregnant. How could you..."

Pearl couldn't continue to say but choked.

Robert sighed deeply. He felt guilty. However, Pearl did not even care about her own life but felt sorry

for Jane's blood. He thought maybe they were true love.

"You care about Jane so much, and so does she. So you have to get better. Otherwise, she will climb

over the wall to see you."

Robert said seriously. The little white mouse he used to experiment with had an antibody. He hoped

that Pearl could have it. He had strong hope.