After returning to the dormitory, I dragged Zu Mingzhao to the restroom to splash his face with cold water. First, to wash off the cold sweat on his face, and second, to help him regain his composure so that I could later inquire about the details.
It seemed my approach was correct. When Zu Mingzhao finished washing his face with cold water, he indeed calmed down, but he must have seen something because his complexion was very poor, and his lips were slightly blue.
"By the way, what took you so long in the lab?"
Upon hearing the words "the lab," Zu Mingzhao's body visibly shuddered, and fear flickered in his eyes. After taking a deep breath, he seemed to recover a bit, then lowered his head in silence for a short while before lifting it again.
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