Wang Bolao's legs went weak with fright, almost falling over. This matter should not be spoken of.
He knelt again, his face full of panic, and said, "I am terrified, I am worried, I do not know whether this illness is indeed an epidemic. If it is, then I deserve to die a thousand deaths!"
Shang Jingwang looked at his trembling appearance, as if he had no bones, kneeling at every moment, glanced at him, and waved his hand, "Indeed, my arrival was rather abrupt, but it was fortunate someone informed me. Wang Bolao, I ask you, since the number of sick people has increased and someone has determined it is an epidemic, have you reported it to the county?"
Upon hearing this, Wang Bolao's mouth involuntarily twitched, and he once again thought of Xia Wenjin.
