A woman's voice came from the other end of the line.
It was unfamiliar.
It definitely wasn't Wei Zijin.
Wang Xiaoliang's heart tightened, then sank.
"Wang Xiaoliang, this is Xie Hui."
He opened his mouth, but no sound came out.
"Zijin is still asleep."
Wang Xiaoliang's back pressed against the headboard. His whole body went rigid.
"Has she... had the antibody injection?"
"Yes. We were among the first to get it."
Xie Hui's voice was level, but he could hear how carefully she was speaking.
Wang Xiaoliang's grip on his phone loosened a little. As long as she'd had it. As long as she'd had it. Hadn't all those friends-Tian Jiayi, Xiao Mo, Zhao Nan, Zhou Qiang, Huang Xueli, Zeng Haiyan-woken up one after another after getting the injection?
It was only a matter of time.
"Were you asleep too?" Wang Xiaoliang asked.
"I woke up the day before yesterday."
"Then why didn't you call me the day before yesterday?"
Xie Hui paused.
"I was waiting. Until today."
Wang Xiaoliang's mind turned it over.
"How did you know the password to Zijin's phone?"
The moment he asked, he felt the question was unnecessary.
The fact that Xie Hui was calling him from Wei Zijin's phone already said everything. Wei Zijin had arranged it in advance. She had given Xie Hui the password and told her to use her phone to make this call at a certain point in time.
What point in time?
Xie Hui didn't answer his question.
Wang Xiaoliang asked again, "Why did you have to wait until today?"
"Because today is the fifteenth day since the antibody injection."
A chill ran across the back of Wang Xiaoliang's neck.
His body began to tighten. Starting at his spine, it locked up one vertebra at a time. His throat