Wang Cheng was quite surprised. "You study viruses?"
Su Yali saw that Su Qiao had caught Wang Cheng's attention and hurriedly said:
"My cousin and I are both from medical school. She's in the biology department, while I study clinical medicine."
Wang Cheng pondered for a moment. "Miss Su, do you know Professor Yuan Zhihong?"
"Yuan Zhihong?"
Su Qiao blinked. "Of course I do."
"When the apocalypse happened, he had just been invited by a professor from our biology department to give an academic lecture. Unfortunately, he didn't escape the zombies."
"It was a terrible sight. The zombie ate him bite by bite until nothing was left but his bones. It still gives me chills when I think about it."
Wang Cheng was stunned. "You're saying he's already dead?"
He had originally planned to spend one more day gathering supplies, then set out tomorrow with his brothers and Yali. He hadn't expected things to turn out like this.
If Professor Yuan was really dead, then they had come out for nothing. He had even lost seven or eight brothers for nothing.
Wang Cheng's mood grew heavy.
"Yes, he's dead. What's wrong?"
Su Qiao acted as though she genuinely didn't know that their group had come to find Yuan Zhihong.
Gao Jingyu, standing behind her, nearly burst out laughing.
His Xiao Qiaoqiao was getting better and better at acting.
"Cousin, didn't you lose your memory and forget everything?"
Su Yali's expression turned ugly.
"That?"
"That was, of course... a lie."
Su Qiao pointed at her and laughed boldly.
"Hahaha, you idiot. You're so stupid you even believed something like memory loss."
"You...?"
Su Yali had long felt that something was wrong with Su Qiao, but she hadn't expected her to have been pretending from the very beginning.
She was so furious