The other party had let mosquitoes loose on Yan An, clearly with the intention of her bringing them inside.
It was only after remembering the mosquito Zhang Zhilan had killed that An Yan realized Zhang Zhilan had likely already been infected with the fungus.
An Yan hadn't expected Matsumoto Mina to stoop to such dirty tactics against them.
She wants to infect everyone with the fungus.
This way, with only three Dong Xuelian at her disposal, she would be forced to choose between her own teammates and the patients.
One wrong move, and the team might fall apart.
Luckily, my cousin was sharp!
Zhang Zhilan, brought over by Yan An, spread her hands open.
There was nothing in her palms, not even a hint of an itching sensation.
"Could it be because I've been continuously washing my hands and disinfecting them that the fungus couldn't infect me?"
"That's possible."
An Yan took a bottle of potion and dripped some onto Zhang Zhilan's palm.
