Keeping her expression neutral, Qingran flipped through the file, scanning the irregular blood composition and the foreign pathogens.
It was a clear precursor to the apocalypse, and she should have given Feng Yizhou a heads-up about Lu Zhou the moment it happened.
[You were busy with other things,] Lingquan's voice echoed in her mind, laced with amusement. [Like getting kissed.]
She ignored him.
Guo Wen was still watching her, waiting for a response.
"How was the patient contained?" she asked instead, her tone measured.
"Quarantine. But…" Guo Wen hesitated, rubbing his face. "They restrained him, but not before he bit a nurse. Now she's showing symptoms too."
Qingran snapped the file shut. "And where is she?"
"Under observation. So far, she hasn't shown aggression, but her fever won't go down. If this really is an unknown virus, it's spreading fast."