The luck was very good. As soon as Ye Qingqing and the others arrived at the hotel, they saw Ye Yuanhao wearing a big mask hurried out of the hotel and staggeringly walking. Although he was separated by the mask, he could still feel his anxiety.

Ye Yuanhao stopped a taxi. When he was about to get in the car, the sharp-eyed driver glanced at the rotten sores on Ye Yuanhao's back of his hand, and other exposed parts, all covered with rotten sores, emitting a foul smell.

The driver subconsciously closed the car door, "My car has no gas, you can sit down one!"

After saying that, he increased the accelerator and ran away.

Even if the customer complains, he will refuse to take him. Who knows what infectious disease he has and what if it is transmitted to him?

He is the pillar of the family!

Ye Yuanhao was so angry that his eyes turned black. He wanted to stop a car again, but his eyes suddenly turned black and he could not see anything. He staggered and almost fell to the ground. The hotel security guard came over to help him.

"Don't touch him, he is the third son of the Ye family who has AIDS. They are already rotten. Be careful of infection."

Ye Qingqing hid in the crowd and shouted loudly. All the curious melon-eating crowds scattered like birds and beasts, far away. Some even turned around and left, fearing that there would be HIV in the air.

Of course, the hotel security guard dared not help Ye Yuanhao anymore. He called the hotel manager. Such a big deal must be handled by the leader.

"He is the third son of the Ye family? The one who had a big fuss some time ago? Why is he still in the face of coming to Pingjiang? This kind of cancer should be driven out!"

"It smells so smelly... Oh, this person's body is starting to rot. I won't look at it anymore. Maybe there are viruses in the air. Let's go!"

"Don't worry, HIV can't survive in the air for five seconds, but this third son of the Ye family is so bad that the book says that someone like this is about to die!"

"No, he really will die? It looks fine now!"

"I don't know, the book says so..."

"Look, he seems to be blind..."

Someone screamed in horror and pointed at Ye Yuanhao who was panicked in the distance. Everyone looked over and their expressions changed drastically.

Ye Yuanhao could no longer see anything and was in a panic of darkness, which made him forget his environment and also made him forget his identity. He couldn't help but wave his hands, trying to capture some light.

But in vain, Ye Yuanhao heard the malicious discussions around him, and everyone was calling him a social cancer. He wanted to scold him back and taught these ungrateful idiots a lesson, but he didn't have the strength to even stand.

I seemed to hear the voice of the little bitch Ye Qingqing. It shouldn't be an illusion, it must be that little bitch. Ye Yuanhao had some energy and turned his head to look in the direction of Ye Qingqing, but it was still dark.

Ye Qingqing sneered and shouted loudly: "Call an ambulance quickly. This person is full of viruses. He must be burned to prevent the virus from spreading. He cannot let him harm us Pingjiang."

This proposal has been supported by everyone.

"Yes, yes, yes, you must burn it clean, call quickly."

Although the hotel manager has been through storms for a long time, he has never encountered the current situation. An AIDS patient is having an attack at the door of the hotel. It’s so unlucky!
Chapter completed!