He subconsciously raised his hand and touched the scar on his shoulder, and asked, "What's wrong? Is there something wrong with my wound? Are you trying to say that I was bitten by a zombie and mutated? If I were mutated, would I still be able to talk to you like this? I would have been able to howl like you a long time ago."

Zhu Yu glanced at him without saying anything. He just pushed the pot to the opposite side and gestured for him to sit down.

Lin Yiran thought about it thoughtfully, and suddenly figured it out: "...That's right... Anyway, I have been bitten by a zombie, and now I am also a pathogen, maybe I won't be infected anymore."

Not only was he bitten by zombies, he was also bitten by Zhu Yan.

And Zhu Yu also sucked out his blood at that time...

"Come to think of it, Zhu Yu, what was the meaning of you biting me here at that time? Did you want to save me or did you want me to die? I'm not dead now... Did you do that to save me?" He suddenly looked at Zhu Yu and sat down while asking.

Zhu Yu looked at him silently without expressing his opinion.

Lin Yiran moved his shoulders, looked at him hesitantly and asked, "Are you really doing this to save me? No way?"

Zhu Yu sat there, his hands crossed over his chest, leaning back in his chair and looking straight at him, with a hint of complacency in his eyes.

Seeing his expression, Lin Yiran was also surprised: "Really? You did that to save me? But how is that possible? Is your virus not a virus? Or can it be detoxified???"

Zhu Yu did not answer his question, but just pointed at the food in front of him and told him to eat quickly.

He has made it, and if Lin Yiran doesn’t eat it, no one else will.

Lin Yiran opened the pot lid in front of him and said, "That's right...even zombies can't bite me to death, so what am I afraid of?"

He bent his head and smelled it: "It smells good!"

After eating instant noodles and bread for so many days, Lin Yiran was so greedy when he saw the fragrant meat and rice.

Although he was a little cautious at first, he couldn't resist his appetite and started to attack himself.

Fortunately, the meat that Zhu Yu gave had already been cooked into a dish, instead of bringing back a lively, threatening zombie animal like before.

Without seeing any living creatures, Lin Yiran became a little bolder, and he really wanted to eat...

He picked up the chopsticks and mixed the meat with the rice, then asked Zhu Yan: "But why do you still cook for me? Haven't you regained consciousness? I can cook by myself..."

As he was speaking, he realized that it was not convenient to eat with the pot and chopsticks, so he got up and went to the kitchen to find a rice spoon, washed it, and then came out.

Logically speaking, Zhu Yu has regained his human consciousness, but he doesn't remember anything about his college life, so they are just strangers now.

From a human perspective, there should be no need to do this for him.

We are not acquaintances.

After hearing his question, Zhu Yu just looked at him quietly.

Lin Yiran sat back down: "Well, you won't answer even if I ask you. I don't know what you were thinking when you made this meal, but thank you anyway."

Then he added: "If I don't die after eating it..."

Then he used a rice spoon to scoop a spoonful of rice mixed with gravy from the pot and stuffed it into his mouth. The first bite was so delicious that he sighed.

"Wow~ It tastes pretty good, not too salty or too bland, just right. I didn't expect your cooking skills are quite good... Hmmm~~" he said while chewing the rice in his mouth.

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