"You look much pretty when you smile like this." Lan Ye blurted out without thinking, and suddenly felt a little presumptuous, but Su Nan didn't care much.
The warehouse was very dark, with only the light coming through the small window on the door.
"You asked me before if I was bitten. Can this virus be transmitted through saliva?" Lan Ye suddenly thought of a key question.
Su Nan looked a little surprised: "Don't you know? People who are scratched or bitten by them will be infected and become monsters like them."
Tsk, bites and scratches? Is it blood transmission? Lan Ye frowned and began to think.
"I have seen people who were bitten, and they all turned into corpses later. One of the transmission routes of this virus should be body fluid transmission, and air transmission can be ruled out, otherwise we would have mutated long ago. But the patient zero at the beginning was definitely not bitten, there must be other transmission routes." Su Nan analyzed and spoke.
Lan Ye was stunned for a moment: "Who... are you? How do you know so much?"
"I'm a junior, studying finance. What about you?"
"... I'm currently repeating a grade, studying medicine."
"Ah? You're repeating a grade?"
Lan Ye was speechless for a moment. Just as he was about to explain, he heard her muttering to herself:
"No wonder, a medical student doesn't even know this, no wonder he failed the course and repeated the grade."
Hey! This little girl!
Lan Ye was angry and amused. He took out his badge and handed it to her, emphasizing each word:
"Hey, look carefully, I'm originally a 5-year student, and now I'm doing an internship, do you understand internship?"
She looked as if she had suddenly realized something, but the next words almost made Lan Ye die of anger on the spot.
"That's amazing, then you must have a lot of subsidies for your internship, right?"
An arrow called poverty pierced Lan Ye's heart fiercely, and Lan Ye trembled with pain.
"How do you pay your internship salary? It must be very high, unlike us, who only make more than 3,000 a month during the internship."
The second arrow called envy, jealousy and hatred pierced Lan Ye's bleeding heart again.
"Why do you look so bad? Why are you covering your heart? Huh? No way? There won't be people who are working for free during their internship?"
The third arrow called broken defense shot quickly, shattering Lan Ye's already fragile heart. Lan Ye took a deep breath and stood up directly.
"Okay, Su Nan, you win, "Lan Ye sighed helplessly.
"Hahaha!" Xia Yue, who was standing next to him, covered her mouth and giggled. This girl was definitely doing it on purpose.
She laughed so hard that her body shook. The sweet sound of a silver bell echoed in the dark space. Lan Ye thought, "Okay, okay, you are good-looking, whatever you say is right."
Through the light shining in from the window on the door, Lan Ye suddenly noticed that something was wrong with Xia Yue's forehead.
"Hey, stop laughing." Lan Ye walked over seriously, raised his hand and lifted her hair to take a closer look.
Su Nan's laughter stopped abruptly. She seemed to be frightened by Lan Ye's sudden action, and she hurriedly stepped back.
"What are you doing?"
The light was dim, and Lan Ye could not see clearly. In addition, she kept moving around, so Lan Ye was a little angry and simply raised his voice.
"Hey! Don't move!"
Su Nan was startled, stopped struggling, and held her head towards the light. Lan Ye could see clearly that her forehead was indeed scratched by something sharp, and blood was oozing out. The wound was not deep, but it was bleeding all the time.
"You are bleeding, do you know that?" Lan Ye dipped some of the blood on his finger and showed it to her, his expression serious and his brows furrowed.
If the previous inference is true, the virus is transmitted through body fluids, then if her wound exposed to the air comes into contact with the virus, such as the splashing blood of zombies, she will be infected at any time.
Seeing this, Su Nan touched her head and cried out, "Ah!", only then did she realize that it was a bit painful.
Lan Ye took her hand away, a little angry: "Your hands may be stained with the blood of those dead people outside. If the wound is infected, you may die!"
Su Nan lowered her head, and after a while, she looked up and shouted: "Why are you so fierce?"
OK, it's my fault.
Lan Ye sighed, took the cloth bag, and disinfected her wound while cleaning it.
Su Nan did not move this time, and sat next to Lan Ye obediently, allowing Lan Ye to apply medicine and bandage on her head. Her hair felt soft, smooth and black.
"Your technique is quite professional."
"That's right, unlike someone who can't even wrap it with gauze."
Su Nan didn't say anything, quietly put his hand on Lan Ye's waist, puffed up his mouth and pinched it hard.
"What are you doing~ah!" Lan Ye almost jumped up in pain, "Are you repaying kindness with enmity?"
Su Nan turned his head to the side in a huff and ignored Lan Ye.
After treating Su Nan's wound, Lan Ye noticed that there were bruises of varying degrees at the corners of Su Nan's mouth and eyes. Recalling the previous fight, he knew that it was caused by his elbows, and his old face blushed, feeling a little guilty.
He changed a bottle of medicinal wine and gently tapped Su Nan's bruises with a cotton swab. She trembled all over, but still didn't say a word.
"Does it hurt?" Lan Ye tried to be gentle in his tone and move his hands as lightly as possible, "I'm sorry, I... used it a little too hard before."
Su Nan's face was tense, and he muttered, "It's good that you know you're wrong, violent maniac."
Violent maniac?
Lan Ye was a little unhappy at the time. Who was the first to put a knife on someone's neck to rob him? He whispered:
"Female bandit."
After treating Su Nan's wound, Lan Ye also stood up and began to look around, thinking about how to get out.
Lan Ye looked at his phone, and the time showed that it was already 8:55 in the morning.
The dense roar outside continued. It sounded like there were a lot of zombies. They should have been attracted by the huge floor collapse sound before.
Damn it! Lan Ye cursed secretly. It seemed that it was too late to send medicine to Gao Weijun. Now he could only wait until the zombies outside dispersed before thinking of a way. Lan Ye could only pray secretly that Gao Weijun would be safe.
In the dark, vision is poor, but hearing is extremely sharp. Movement is slow, but bites can be infected.
Lan Ye silently counted the characteristics of these zombies in his mind. If he understood the actual situation of the other party, he would be able to win again and again.
He was thinking in his mind that he would break out after the group of zombies outside dispersed.
As he thought about it, the fatigue and exhaustion of the day came over him. Lan Ye dozed off, his eyelids gradually became heavy, and finally he slowly closed his eyes.
"Lan Ye."
In the endless void of darkness, Lan Ye heard someone calling his name. Lan Ye looked around blankly but found nothing.
"Lan Ye."
The voice sounded again, gloomy and cold, like the call of a demon from the depths of the Nine Nether Hell.
Lan Ye turned his head suddenly, and a pair of eyes flashing with cold red light stared at him. Lan Ye was frightened and retreated repeatedly. The man had stood behind Lan Ye without knowing when.
He was covered in a black windbreaker, with a faint smile on the corner of his mouth. A cold and violent breath burst out from him. Lan Ye was suppressed by the breath and was unable to resist, almost suffocating.
"Who... are you? Where is this?"
Lan Ye heard his intermittent voice, as if he fell into the ethereal void, without any response, and the surroundings were still dense and endless darkness.
He raised his head, and there was no warmth in his cold pupils, as if he was going to swallow Lan Ye into endless darkness.
The moment Lan Ye saw the face clearly, the blood in his body almost solidified. It was a face exactly like his own.
He spoke slowly, as if answering Lan Ye's question, with a cold and sarcastic tone.
"I am you."
Before he finished speaking, he suddenly became like a brutal beast, with a terrifying and ferocious expression, a cruel and bloodthirsty smile on his lips, and he opened his bloody mouth and pounced on Lan Ye.
Lan Ye suddenly woke up, sweating all over, and then realized that it was a dream.
Lan Ye took a long breath and suddenly heard a low sob. Looking for the sound, a petite figure huddled in a corner not far away, hugging her knees, her head buried deep in her arms, and her shoulders shaking constantly.
Lan Ye sighed, got up and walked over, sat next to her, and gave her a bottle of mineral water.
"Hey, are you ok, What's the matter?"