Continuation of the book

"What if it turns out that a disease lies in my warm blood? I mused to myself

I felt like fading into the tiny air because of the fear of being quarantined by the medical officers if they discover in me any disease or sickness. At last, it was my turn to undergo a small test. I was told to spread out my tongue and he checked it with a medical instrument I don't know. He ordered me to move to the next doctor where I was given an antibiotic injection. On the horizontal side has a small lethal shop. There, we collected a small yellow card as a form of pass. On the card is written " cancello libero".