"I asked Zhang Zidao, but he had no idea how Lin Huan's Blood-weeping Syndrome had flared up." Yu Longting pulled out my phone and snooped through its contents, "You haven't been in contact with Lin Huan either, Wanwan, you couldn't have already met her and been bitten, could you..."
By the time he spoke the last few words, his voice had almost disappeared, growing hoarse.
"Don't scare yourself by imagining things that aren't there. If I had been bitten, could I still be jumping around alive till now?" I replied somewhat helplessly, reaching up to touch Yu Longting's cold, stern face and comforting him.
True to his nature as a man focused on details, he had already become suspicious when I had previously pressed him about Grandfather Sangsang being bitten.
He just withheld his suspicion in the presence of Sangsang, refraining from questioning me on the spot.
