After the three from Bai Yue Prefecture arrived and put up signs offering high prices for treatment slots, some people saw an opening.
So the next day, two more people made signs, hoping to win Luohua Manor's sympathy.
They could not afford the money, but they still wanted to live—there was nothing wrong with that, was there?
When Li Shishi learned that two more signs had appeared at the Recovery Center, she grew anxious. Though young, she knew that if things were allowed to continue, there might be more than a dozen signs by tomorrow.
But she truly had no idea how to handle this, so she went to Yang Yuxin. "All the land outside belongs to you. How can you let people enter as they please?"
The logic was sound enough. Yang Yuxin was indeed unhappy upon hearing it, but in the end, she said, "The day after tomorrow is the reporting deadline for the sixty patients. Don't worry. Someone will deal with them."
—The relevant departments were already scrambling to conceal this information. Anyone pressuring them like this could only wait to be dealt with.
Li Shishi thought for a moment, then spoke up. "But... what about tomorrow?"
Yang Yuxin froze at once. After considering it, she actually repeated in a low voice, "Right... what about tomorrow?"
There were three signs today, and there could be ten tomorrow. By the day after tomorrow, even if someone moved in to clear the area, this news... would truly become difficult to contain.
She turned to glance at Li Shishi. "Wait here. I'll go find Feng Jun."
At present, she was the only one in the entire manor who still called Feng Jun by name.
No sooner had she left than Li Shishi followed after her—after all, this was her responsibility.