Although Wu Bin found Su Qiao mysterious, he did not say much.
He shook his head and sat back down. "It's nothing."
Su Yali had naturally heard it too. A faint flicker crossed her eyes, but she pretended not to hear.
She did not want Su Qiao to attract Wang Cheng's attention at a time like this.
Meanwhile, Su Qiao, whom they were discussing, had just finished washing up.
Host, Wang Cheng is here, 444 reminded her.
"He came pretty quickly."
Su Qiao hesitated for a moment, then turned and walked toward the door.
She wanted to see for herself what kind of man could keep Su Yali waiting all this time.
She's going out?
Seeing her head outside, Gao Jingyu, who had just climbed reluctantly out of bed, clutched his stomach and suddenly let out a pained groan. His expression also twisted with discomfort.
Su Qiao had already reached the door, but turned around when she heard the sound.
Seeing him crouched on the floor, clutching his stomach and looking to be in great pain, she hurried over. "What's wrong?"
Gao Jingyu's voice was somewhat weak. "My stomach hurts."
"I told you to eat less of those instant noodles and cracker noodles, but you wouldn't listen. It hurts again now, doesn't it?"
He was currently in a half-human, half-zombie state, so human food was inherently unsuitable for him. Yet he particularly liked things like instant noodles and cracker noodles.
There was no equipment here, nor any medicinal herbs. She had not had time to develop medicine suitable for him.
It was too late to make any now.
Su Qiao thought for a moment, then turned to the cabinet and took out two kinds of pills for treating enteritis.
"Here, take the medicine and lie down on the bed."
Gao