Love After Marriage: Mr. Lancaster's Hidden Wife

Chapter 650 Be With Her

"Shane, hurry and take a look at Yvonne," Henry yelled anxiously.

Only then did Shane see the person in Henry's arms." What’s the matter?"

Shane walked over.

Henry said as he lowered his voice, "I suspect that Yvonne has been infected with the virus!"

"What?" Shane said in horror.

Henry walked past him and put Yvonne on his desk. " Hurry up."

Shane snapped out of his daze. "I'm coming."

He walked over and began to do a routine examination on Yvonne.

After he finished checking, he shook his head. "No, the routine examination can only tell that she has a normal fever. We can't tell whether she's infected with the virus or not, so we have to do a more thorough examination!"

"Then go!" Henry roared and his eyes were red.

Shane could understand his feelings so he did not make a fuss. He carried Yvonne and walked towards the examination room.

After a period of time, Shane came out from the examination room with a solemn expression.

Henry was sitting in the corridor outside and he immediately stood up when he saw Shane. "How was i t?"

Shane did not speak.

His expression had already explained everything. Text property © Nôvel(D)ra/ma.Org.

Henry clenched his fists. "I guessed it right? She really is infected with the virus?"

"Yes." Shane nodded.

Henry's eyes turned dark. "How did she get infected?"

From what he remembered, Yvonne was never in contact with anyone who was infected with the virus.

If they were to talk about contact, it should be him instead.

He was the person who took part in the task of arresting the organization.

"I don't know, but the virus is airborne. So obviously, Yvonne either met someone who was infected with the virus, or she went to places where a patient infected with the virus had been to. However, to find out which one, we’ll have to ask her," Shane said. 1

Henry's face was gloomy. "She’s still in the early stage of infection, right?"

"Yes," Shane responded.

Henry stared at him closely. "Can it be cured in the early stage?" "No. If it could be cured in the early stage, those who were infected with the virus would have recovered already, instead of slowly deteriorating from the early stage to the late stage of infection," Shane said in a deep voice.

Henry felt like his heart was congested. "You mean, her infection will develop from the early stage to the late stage?"

"Yes. The virus spreads very quickly, and it'll only take a few days before it turns into a late-stage infection. Generally, patients will die within half a month." Shane lowered his head.

Henry grabbed his collar abruptly, "What do you mean? You mean Yvonne will die in half a month?"

"I'm just saying, but as long as the vaccine can be produced after research, it won't happen," Shane answered with a frown.

Henry's eyes became even redder. "Then has the vaccine been researched and produced?"

"Not yet."

"Then what’s the point of saying all that?" Henry said emotionally.

Shane tugged his collar. "I understand how you feel and I can empathize, but what's the point of getting so worked up now? I've never stopped researching about the vaccine, and I’ll try my best to treat Yvonne.

However, the priority now is to isolate people Yvonne has been in contact with."

"People she’s been in contact with?" Henry suddenly calmed down.

Shane looked at him. "Yes. Yvonne was infected with the virus and the virus has a certain incubation period. So before Yvonne showed symptoms, no one knew that she was infected with the virus, and she didn't know that either. So, she must’ve been in contact with quite a number of people, especially in the Lancaster family. All of you must be isolated and tested immediately."

Henry pursed his thin lips. "I understand. I'll make arrangements right away."

After Henry said that, he immediately took out his cell phone and called Frederick. He asked Frederick to take everyone in the Lancaster family to the hospital for an examination. If the examination came out fine, they would go back home and quarantine.

If there were symptoms after half a month of quarantine, it would mean that they were fine.

After Frederick heard that Yvonne had been infected with the virus, he made all the arrangements without saying anything.

Soon, a group of people came to the hospital, and Shane checked each and every one of them.

Fortunately, there were no traces of viral agents in them.

However, they still needed to be quarantined. The family residence had to be fully disinfected as well.

"They were no viral agents, so it basically means that they're not infected, but they'll still have to be careful. Don’t let them meet each other for half a month." Shane warned Henry.

Henry nodded slightly and said, "I understand. I'm most relieved that Theo isn’t infected."

"Yes. If Theo was infected, then Yvonne would never forgive herself," Shane said.

Henry looked at him. "When will Yvonne wake up?"

"Why? Do you want to see her? I’m telling you, no way!" Shane could immediately tell what he wanted to do and warned him seriously.

Henry lowered his eyelids. "She's my wife. I can’t let her be in the ward alone."

Six years ago, when she was covered in injuries, he was not by her side.

Now, he had to be by her side.

"Henry, I know what you are thinking, but you really can’t this time. If you go in, you might be infected too!" Shane persuaded him sincerely.

Henry looked at him. "Does the hospital have protective clothing?"

"Yes, but the protective clothing only has a temporary effect and it may not prevent the virus. Do you get

what I mean?" Shane looked serious.

"I understand, but I still want to go." Henry's stance was firm.

Shane was furious. "Henry, do you want to die?"

Henry did not speak and his eyes looked determined.

Shane had no other choice. "Fine, you want to see her, right? I'll let you see her, but I’m telling you, if you want to see her, you can't touch her. You can only look at her from a distance, understand?"

"I understand," Henry replied and there was a flash in his eyes.

Shane didn’t notice his abnormal response as he stared at him angrily. "Come with me. I'll get you protective clothing."

Henry hummed and walked to the office behind Shane.

After getting the protective clothing, Henry put it on along with a mask and gloves. He then rushed to the intensive isolation ward.

At this moment, Yvonne was already awake. She looked at the white walls, the smell of disinfectant in the air, and then she looked at the clothes she was wearing. She knew where she was.

The hospital!

She sighed helplessly. She did not understand why she could never get away from hospitals in her life.

She went to hospitals so often.

Didn't she just have a fever?

Just as she was thinking about it, the door of the ward opened.

A man entered the ward in a protective suit and a mask.

Yvonne looked at him suspiciously. "Who are you?"

Henry's mouth twitched. "It's me."

When Yvonne heard Henry's voice, she was stunned." Why are you dressed like this?"

Henry's eyes were dark. He walked towards her without answering and stopped when he was next to her bed. "Are you feeling better?"

"I still feel dizzy and tightness in my chest. What's wrong with me?" Yvonne put her hand on her chest and asked.

Henry touched her head. "You’re fine."

"Am I really fine?" Yvonne was a little skeptical. She then looked around her ward. "There's so much equipment, so this is obviously not an ordinary ward. There are isolation facilities as well. This is an isolation ward, isn't it?"

Henry didn't expect her to find out so quickly. He could only admit, "Yes."

"Why am I in the isolation ward? I'm just down with a fever, so there’s no need to come here, right?" Yvonne suddenly felt a little uneasy.

Henry did not speak as he just looked at her.

Yvonne could sense his sadness from the look in his eyes. When she looked at the protective clothing he was wearing, she suddenly realized something.

She had seen attire like that, and Shane wore that when he was in contact with patients who were infected with the virus.

In other words...

"I'm infected with the virus, right?" Yvonne asked with trembling lips.