"Cough, cough..."
"Hey! Why is she coughing up blood? Could it be consumption?" A seemingly very old woman was pushed out from one of the groups.
"How can you push someone!" A weathered man behind the woman clearly wanted to raise his voice, but his strength no longer allowed it.
People criticized, "Coughing with consumption and still mingling with the crowd, what if it spreads?"
No one wants to fall ill, even refugees.
The weathered man wanted to argue, but inadvertently he was pushed out of the group as well.
"You... how can you do this!"
The people behind quickly filled the positions of the two, ignoring the man's accusations.
"Wife..." The man supported the woman, his eyes moist, his cracked lips trembling uncontrollably.
"Cough, cough... Let it be, never mind, go stand in line, there's still time at the back..." The woman was very weak, "If only I knew not to have you stand with me, causing you to... cough, cough!"
