Shen Yanming didn't intend to hide anything, but he hadn't figured out the situation yet, so he hadn't spoken up earlier.
Now that someone has pointed it out, I can no longer remain silent.
He said, "I don't know either. But when I came to work this afternoon, I wore a sun-protective shirt and covered my arms, which everyone should have seen."
He turned and walked back to his seat, showing everyone his sun-protective clothing. Then he pulled a tissue from his drawer, wiped his face, and a yellowish-brown substance appeared on the tissue.
Shen Yanming held out tissues to everyone, "When I was at home at noon, my wife said that my body was all red from the sun and she was worried that my skin would get sunburned, so she told me to put on more sunscreen."
I listened to her and applied a thick layer of cream before going out. I guess that's why I didn't get any pimples on my face.
Actually, he only needed to explain the reason, but he was worried that someone might be petty and think that he was hiding something and deliberately making excuses, so he directly presented the evidence to everyone.
The envious netizens were deflated upon seeing this. They thought it was some special method, but it turned out to be just some sunscreen.
Even though they knew, it was no use. They didn't take any precautions when they went out, just sunbathing carelessly, thinking they were all tough guys. Who knew they'd get impetigo!
If they had known this would happen, they would have definitely slathered on a three-inch layer of sunscreen on their faces and wrapped themselves in military overcoats with the cotton padding removed.
Wear a wide-brimmed hat when you go out, cover your face with a mask, and don't forget gloves. Also, use an umbrella to shield yourself from the sun!
Well, it actually rhymes quite well, doesn't it?
But now, it's all too late. They can only stand there with their faces constantly oozing pus, praying that they won't be disfigured or die.
Looking at their resentful faces, Shen Yanming felt a lot of pressure.
He didn't hesitate to hurt himself, saying, "I don't know if what I'm doing will have any effect. I hope I won't get impetigo, but I can't say for sure if it will take time to erupt, it's just a little later than yours."
His words immediately improved the expressions of his colleagues. It seems that no matter what, if you're different from everyone else, you're more likely to make enemies.
He's not afraid, he just finds it troublesome. It would be best to keep a low profile and stay safe.
Guo Tingshuo nodded, "I will report your situation."
Then, looking at everyone, he said, "Although the research institute doesn't have any concrete evidence, judging from the situation, everyone can guess that it's related to sunlight, right?"
So when you get back, you should not only keep your distance from your family, but also try to avoid exposure to sunlight. If you need to go out at night, just stay home and sleep during the day.
I'll call you when the research institute or the guard unit has any new research findings. Of course, you can also check the news; you never know what information you might find out beforehand.
Everyone nodded, "Understood!"
"Alright, everyone go back now. Be careful to avoid sunlight on the way."
By the way, Shen Yanming, please report your physical condition to me every day. If you develop pustules on your skin, please record the time and number so I can report it to the medical team for their reference.
Shen Yanming nodded, having no objection.
So, the group tidied up the office and prepared to leave. Shen Yanming lagged behind, planning to go to the adjacent lounge to organize the medicinal herbs and take them home.
Although Joan had just given birth, her pharmaceutical job did not offer maternity leave.
The couple could also use the herbs from their spatial storage to make medicine, but doing so would have too many flaws. Not only would the quantities of herbs be incorrect, but the efficacy would also be significantly different.
So you should just go through the trouble and bring all your things back to the dorm.
Because it involved certain confidential matters, Shen Yanming didn't call for help. He filled two bags with the medicinal herbs from the rest room before preparing to leave.
However, he stopped when he saw the bedding spread out on the bed.
Unexpectedly, Qiao An only stayed here for a little over half a month, and all this carefully arranged stuff will be temporarily useless.
She folded the blankets and quilts and stuffed them into the closet, then packed all of Qiao An's spare clothes into her backpack. She also put away the kettle, teacups, medicine-making equipment, and other such items.
After checking and finding that there was almost nothing left outside, Shen Yanming picked up two bags, locked the door, and left.
On the way, someone saw it and asked about it. He only said that the bag contained Qiao An's change of clothes and that she wouldn't be coming to the lounge for a while, so he took the things back to her.
Everyone had heard the rumors, so they weren't surprised by Shen Yanming's actions.
As Shen Yanming walked along, just as he was about to reach the apartment, he heard a shrill scream: "Ah, zombies!"
He was startled and before he could figure out what was going on, he saw people around him running toward the source of the sound.
They are all a group of guardians with a strong sense of justice. Upon hearing that zombies have appeared, their first reaction is definitely to go to the rescue.
However, they never considered that the zombies the other person was talking about were...
"Don't come any closer, don't come any closer or I'll kill you! Headshot, huh? I've practiced! If you come any closer, I'll... I'll definitely wipe you out!"
Fan Yueyue waved the trash bag in her hand with her eyes closed, speaking in a panic.
"Little girl, there are no zombies in broad daylight. Don't be nervous, open your eyes and take a look."
A deep, pleasant male voice entered her ears, and Fan Yueyue's tense heart calmed down a little. She held the garbage bag in front of her chest with both hands and asked, "Really? Really?"
“Yeah, there really aren’t any zombies! In broad daylight, you’ve been reading too many novels!” Xiang Yichang laughed.
"No, I really did see a zombie just now. Its face was covered in pus, it didn't look normal at all."
As Fan Yueyue spoke, she shakily opened her eyes, only to see the man's face covered in pustules that were still oozing pus. She uttered "Zombie!" before fainting.
Xiang Yichang was puzzled by Fan Yueyue's reaction, but he still quickly pulled her into his arms.
At this moment, those who heard the shouts rushed over. Seeing the scene before them, they asked, "Where are the zombies? And what happened to this girl?"
Xiang Yichang frowned. "What zombie? There are only the two of us here. I don't know what's wrong with her. She keeps calling me a zombie when she sees me. Is she having delusions?"
More and more people gathered in front of the apartment building, and everyone fell silent after hearing Xiang Yichang's statement.
They looked at each other and saw the same horrific face. To an uninformed person, they looked just like zombies.
Xiang Yichang was puzzled. Seeing their silence, he asked, "What? Do you know why she called them zombies? And what happened to your faces?"
The person who asked the first question paused for a moment, then tentatively asked, "You haven't looked in a mirror yet?"
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