"What kind of snake? Where did it bite you? Did you get a good look at it?"
Several experts and graduate students immediately crowded around, all talking at once, their voices filled with tension.
The young male graduate student who had fallen to the ground was pale as a sheet. Trembling, he lifted his left hand, revealing two small, bleeding fang marks on the side of his hand.
His voice trembled. "I… I don't know… I didn't see it clearly. I just felt something cold and sharp on my hand, and then I saw a shadow dart away…"
"If we don't know what kind of snake it was, this could be trouble," an expert said worriedly.
"It's a Black Rat Snake."
Yang Qi walked over, crouched down to examine the two fang marks, and glanced in the direction the snake had disappeared. "I saw it just now," he said, "but it struck so fast I didn't have time to warn him."
"A Black Rat Snake?"
Professor Zhou pushed up his glasses. "Advisor Yang, are you sure?"
