In the afternoon, Nianyang attended the last class with Old Yu, but halfway through, someone burst in anxiously and said,
"Old Yu, do you have time right now? Many of our deck crew have fallen into a coma due to the flu, and the doctor is helpless. We need your help!"
Old Yu's eyes flickered, "Where is it? Take me there."
The person led the way, and Nianyang naturally followed Old Yu to see the situation.
After arriving at the medical room of the deck crew, they saw a dozen stretchers on the ground, lined with many crew members, some vomiting, some coughing.
The situation is quite serious.
Even a few superiors rushed over. This flu has come so strangely that it has drawn the superiors' attention.
Seeing Old Yu arrive, Ji Yuan came forward,
"Old Yu, I heard that you once cured a case of SARS. Do you think this might be caused by them eating something wrong?"
Old Yu glanced around, randomly selected a crew member to check the pulse, and then his face changed dramatically,
