A knock sounded on An Li's door.
*Knock, knock, knock.*
An Li: Come in.
Ming Li, standing outside the door, pushed it open and entered.
Seeing the young man sitting on the bed, his face still flushed, Ming Li's brows furrowed. "Why is your face still so red?"
An Li: ...I don't want it to be...
Ming Li: Do you feel anything unusual in your body?
An Li carefully felt himself and shook his head. "No."
Ming Li thought for a moment, then suddenly seemed to recall something. He coughed awkwardly, nodded, and turned to leave, leaving a bewildered An Li standing there, unsure of what to do.
Ming Li went to the laboratory and found Xia Lianrong, handing her the potion she had developed.
Xia Lianrong looked at the dark liquid in her hand, her face full of confusion, and asked, "Xiao Li, what is this?"
Ming Li: The antidote.
Xia Lianrong nodded upon hearing this and let out a faint "Oh," acting as if it wasn't a big deal.
Two seconds later.
Xia Lianrong looked at Ming Li incredulously, her eyes full of shock, and asked, "What? An antidote? Xiao Li, an antidote for what?"
Ming Li's voice was calm, without any emotional fluctuation, "The zombie virus."
"What?!!"
Hearing this, Xia Lianrong trembled, almost dropping the vial in her hand.
Xia Lianrong's voice was a bit loud, causing others in the laboratory to look over. One middle-aged man, wearing a white lab coat and black-rimmed glasses, stepped forward and asked with concern, "What's wrong, Dr. Xia? Did something happen?"
Xia Lianrong swallowed, calming her overly shocked emotions. She said to the middle-aged man, "It's nothing. I was just a bit surprised. Sorry to disturb everyone. Please continue your research. I need to go out for a moment."
With that, before anyone could react, Xia Lianrong grabbed Ming Li and walked out of the laboratory.
They found an empty corner, and Xia Lianrong cautiously looked at the vial containing the black liquid, confirming with Ming Li again, afraid she had misheard.
Xia Lianrong stared intently at Ming Li, her face serious, and asked, "Xiao Li, what you just said... is it true? Something like this cannot be joked about!"
Although she knew Ming Li wasn't one to joke around, a matter of such life-and-death importance could not have the slightest error... not even a tiny one.
Ming Li thought for a moment, then nodded faintly and said, "It's true, you didn't mishear. I've actually been researching this potion for a long time, and only recently succeeded."
"Recently succeeded?"
Hearing the last sentence, Xia Lianrong frowned in confusion and asked, "Xiao Li, how did you succeed? Was it through experimentation?"
Ming Li's tone remained calm as he replied, "Yes, it was through experimentation. The experiment was very successful, you can rest assured about that. An Li has already successfully transformed from a zombie back into a human."
Upon hearing this, Xia Lianrong was completely stunned, dumbfounded.
Xia Lianrong looked at Ming Li, her eyes filled with disbelief.
What?!
What was she saying just now?!
What did she mean by "An Li has already successfully transformed from a zombie back into a human"?