Worried that Ma Dongmei and the others might be taken advantage of, Lu Sheng immediately followed them.
Pushing through the crowded throng, I discovered that someone had collapsed on the street, vomiting blood.
A young man in his early twenties was kneeling on the ground, his body convulsing as he vomited a mixture of white and red fluid.
The nauseating smell forced everyone around to make way, thankfully Lu Sheng and the others had all worn masks as a precaution.
"Damn, that scared the hell out of me." Ma Dongmei took a step back with lingering fear, took out a bottle of water to wash the blood off her hands, "We were negotiating the price when this guy suddenly spat out blood, almost spraying it all over my face, luckily I dodged it in time."
Lu Sheng stared at the young man's convulsing back, a sense of foreboding suddenly rising in her heart.
“Another infected person.” Xu Yi said in a deep voice.
As soon as he finished speaking, the young man suddenly grabbed his own neck, tilted his head back, and spat out a bloody mass of fragments.
Then his body went limp, and he collapsed to the ground with a thud.
As the young man breathed his last, a mountain of various supplies suddenly appeared on his body.
There was food, daily necessities, and even various rare medicines.
The onlookers were stunned for a moment, and then a violent stampede broke out.
Everyone present was like mindless zombies, frantically scrambling and pushing, all for the sake of grabbing a piece of supplies.
During the process, some frail elderly people and women were pushed and fell in the crowd, and their cries for help were quickly drowned out by the sound of trampling.
In just a few minutes, the mountain of supplies was looted, leaving only the young man's body lying in disarray on the spot.
Everyone seemed oblivious to the corpses, contentedly carrying their supplies as they hurried away, their expressions utterly numb.
In this world, we don't even know if we'll see the sun rise tomorrow, so who cares about the life or death of others?
"So it's true that spatial ability users drop supplies after they die..." Han Rui glanced at the corpse and almost rolled her eyes in disgust.
It seems that from now on, all the spatial ability users in the West Market will have to live in fear.
"The symptoms are very typical."
After everyone had left, Xu Yi squatted down to examine the body. "It can be basically confirmed that it was infected with the Ebola virus."
Lu Sheng and the others exchanged glances, their spirits plummeting.
Unexpectedly, the virus has already spread quietly within the West Market so quickly.
"Pah, pah, pah, what bad luck."
Ma Dongmei disgustedly threw the business card the man had just given her on the ground, saying, "Thank goodness you reminded me to wear a mask."
The business card floated lightly to the ground, revealing the name.
“Sun Cheng…this name sounds so familiar, I feel like I’ve heard it somewhere before?” Sun Tiantian glanced at him, deep in thought.
Han Rui huddled half her body behind Zhang Xiaojuan, only her round head peeking out. "This name is too common. You could probably find two people with the same name on the street."
"No, I'm sure I've seen it somewhere recently."
Sun Tiantian frowned, then suddenly had a flash of inspiration, "I remember now! Among the blood samples that Lu Sheng brought back from Gu Family Hospital, one of the samples had the name Sun Cheng on it!"
Lu Sheng's expression hardened, and he immediately bent down and pulled open the corpse's sleeve.
Sure enough, there was a purplish-blue needle mark in the crook of my left arm, clearly a trace left from a recent blood draw.
"This person just had his blood drawn yesterday, and today the virus flared up and he died. What a coincidence!" Sun Tiantian murmured.
Lu Sheng suddenly remembered the dog food vendor from earlier, but when she looked up, the vendor had already run away.
Fortunately, the price tag on this sample pack of dog food had the store's address and contact number.
Following the address on the price tag, the group quickly found the pet shop.
The pet shop's warehouse was converted from a garage. As soon as Lu Sheng and her companions pushed open the door, they were overwhelmed by the stench of decay, which made their eyes water.
The garage was already dark, and with the acid rain for days, the walls of the entire garage were covered in green mold.
The shop owner's body had been lying there for three or four days, and it was almost unrecognizable.
"This person is so rotten they're covered in mold, how can you even tell?" Zhang Xiaojuan covered her mouth, almost knocked over by the stench.
"Han Rui, did you see that? You can't keep this kind of man; he's unreliable in a pinch."
Ma Dongmei lit a cigarette, pulled her mask up to expose her mouth, and took a deep drag to suppress the stench that was wafting straight up her nose.
"Sister Mei, even if you don't trust my character, you should trust my judgment!"
Zhang Xiaojuan and Han Rui blurted out in unison.
"Wow, you're quite in sync." Ma Dongmei smiled and flicked her cigarette ash.
On the other side, Xu Yi turned the corpse over without changing his expression.
The corpse still had dried bloodstains and red fragments at the corners of its mouth, and there were varying degrees of bloodstains splattered on the ceiling and floor.
"It can even spray onto the ceiling?" Xiao Yu looked up in shock.
"Ebola virus can cause high-pressure bleeding in the abdominal cavity, so it's normal for it to splash onto the ceiling."
Xu Yi deftly rolled up the corpse's sleeve. "The needle marks on the arm haven't completely healed yet; blood must have been drawn recently."
“These two people also have type O blood.” Xu Yi handed the blood test results of the two corpses to Lu Sheng.
“No one would draw blood at a time like this except at Gu Family Hospital. This person must have sold blood at Gu Family Hospital.”
Lu Sheng took out disinfectant and handed it to Xu Yi, saying, "The Gu family has already held two blood donation drives for food. Besides the two of them, there must be others who have also been infected with the virus."
To confirm the accuracy of their judgment, the group immediately returned to the black market and, after making inquiries, finally confirmed it.
Besides the two bodies they found today, hundreds of people have died from internal bleeding in the West Market area over the past few weeks.
Some families were wiped out in a single day, with the men dying first, followed by the wives and daughters dying one after another from vomiting blood.
Although the deaths were suspicious, in the apocalypse, everyone was focused on their own affairs and no one cared about the deaths of a few people.
"Holy crap, do people become perverted when they have money?"
Zhang Xiaojuan was completely bewildered. "Chen Dongsheng, the Gu family, now that they have money, they can't resist causing trouble?"
"The second young lady of the Gu family not only found people to collect blood, but also infected and killed everyone who had their blood drawn. She couldn't have done something like this without three years of cerebral thrombosis."
Xu Yi pushed up his glasses, a cold glint flashing in his narrow eyes behind the lenses. "She wants to use serum therapy to treat the Ebola virus."
What is serum therapy?
The remaining children sat neatly in their seats, looking at Teacher Xu with blank expressions.
"Some people are born with antibodies against certain viruses. Gu Die probably tried traditional treatments for Ebola because they were ineffective, so she wanted to take a gamble and try to find people with natural antibodies by inoculating them with the virus among people with the same blood type."
Sun Tiantian and the others: "..."
Some more useful knowledge has been gained.
"So she orchestrated the blood-for-food exchange, partly to supply blood, and partly to screen for antibodies against the virus spread by people with the same blood type? Once found, the serum from recovered patients could be used to treat the infected person in the Gu family?"
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