The end of the world starts from the zombies

Chapter 129 Healing
The whistling sound came out faintly.

Two or three men, with impatient faces, rushed towards him.

I don't know if it's because I saw a smear of bright red flowing down, and I saw Liu Qing carrying a bag and dragging a person, looking very powerless.

But they obviously underestimated Liu Qing's ability. When he was only three meters away from several people, Liu Qing endured the pain on his body, and used his remaining strength to exert all his strength. His body was like a human-shaped cannonball,' He ran out with a whoosh.

Standing in the direction of the crowd and looking, in a blink of an eye, there was only one guest room that was glowing with fire. Looking back again, the shirtless young man had reached the end of the corridor.

And, it disappeared quickly.

The speed is visible to the naked eye, but it is beyond people's expectations, so some people even think that what they saw before is just an illusion.

The lives of the other three people in Room 1928 were unpredictable. Carrying Li Shurui's comatose body, Liu Qing ran all the way to the top of the stairs. During the run, he felt that the pockets on both sides were heavy, which meant that after a battle , Not only did he not lose his mobile phone, but he also got a pistol by the way.

Without enough time to look at the caliber and style of the pistol, Liu Qing didn't plan to go far. After going down the stairs, he hurriedly pushed open the fire door on the 18th floor and walked in.

The noise in his ears gradually faded away, and the silence of the corridor was accompanied by the lifeless smell of blood. Following the route in his memory, Liu Qing came to the room where Su Cong was.

The moment the door was pushed open, the wound on the shoulder and elbow was torn, and dark blood spilled out. He panted and looked at Su Cong who was sitting on the bed.

"How's the wound? Are you okay?" Su Cong reacted immediately after seeing his miserable condition, and hurriedly got up and walked towards him.

"The wound is not serious, just leave me alone and tie him up first." Liu Qing, who felt his face tense, breathed heavily.

He put down Li Shurui from his hand, then turned around and locked the room.

'Thump', the moment the lock cylinder was closed, Liu Qing walked towards the bed.

Although the fighting time was not long, the physical and mental exhaustion was quite a lot. After fighting and running, he didn't dare to spare any energy, so after his body slowed down, the suppressed fatigue began to pour out continuously.

Eventually it spread to the whole body.

After taking a few breaths, he didn't lie on the bed, but stood still and began to look at his wound.

The caliber of the pistol was quite large. Due to the close range, the yellow cartridge case set off an impact on the arm and opened the surrounding flesh. Fortunately, my muscles and bone density were acceptable, so it did not penetrate through the back.

He began to recall that the previous few times when he treated the wounds by himself, they were all in the warehouse of the supermarket, where there were sufficient disinfectant and medicines, but this time, Liu Qing looked around and found that except for a piece of hygienic brocade used for packaging, the room There is nothing else available.

Inhaling and exhaling repeatedly, a thought flashed through his mind.

"If I use the ability of 'salvation', it should also have a certain disinfection effect."

The open flame of salvation has enough temperature, but I have experimented before, it can be adjusted, and with my physique, even if it evaporates normally, it will not cause any damage to the muscles.

With that in mind, it was natural to do so.

Looking at Su Cong who was looking around for the rope, Liu Qing pressed his palm on his wound, not afraid of being seen by Su Cong.

Before disinfection, the huge shell case needs to be taken out.

When the finger touches it slightly, the edge of the wound will feel painful. If it is pulled out directly, the feeling will make Liu Qing stop his movements irresistibly just thinking about it.

Without narcotics, redemption has no narcotic effect.

In a few seconds, he simply let go of all the thoughts in his mind, then opened his eyes wide, embedded his fingers on the edge of the shell, and after making sure to hold it firmly, he squeezed hard.

'Ah', under the severe pain, the nerves seemed to be torn. Because the pulling force was too strong, a stream of blood spurted out. Liu Qing couldn't help but scream.

"What's wrong?" Su Cong, who was busy at the side, also turned to look at himself.

"No, it's nothing, I pulled out the bullet." Sweat dripped from his forehead, the wound was exposed to the air, and the dust seemed to be in close contact with his own flesh and blood. gas.

"The wound needs to be disinfected. You said earlier that I can dig it out for you with a knife." This is also the first time Su Cong has experienced such a thing. In his opinion, this is something that only happens in movies. He didn't expect it to happen. Now it's my turn.

"It's really unnecessary. I have my own method of disinfection. You can go and work on yours." Liu Qing twisted her face, and was about to use the palm of her right hand to disinfect her own wound.

"Tie him up quickly, I'm afraid he'll wake up, we still have a lot to do today."

"Oh", Su Cong responded. In fact, he was very confused. He never expected that Liu Qing would really tie up Li Shurui and bring him here successfully.

"That rag." Liu Qing breathed in as he spoke, "After we tie you up and play with it, please help me get a hot water kettle to boil it."

"it is good."

Turning around and entering the bathroom, Liu Qing put the white bath tiles on her back and stimulated the energy at hand. After the fire was visible to the naked eye, she covered her wound and felt the itching warmth.

The white flame merged with the flesh and blood, but there was no pain at all, only the itching in the center of the wound became more and more intense, as if the wound had healed and a scab formed rapidly.

Listening to the rustling outside the door, it took 10 minutes for Liu Qing to stop feeling the unbearable itching.

"Is the wound healed?" He looked intently at his wound, and found that it was a hole of flesh and blood, and the surface was covered with a layer of black scabs, but the surrounding skin looked a little red.

Shaking his arm vigorously, he found that the pain had been greatly reduced compared to before. Liu Qing was a little surprised at the effect of 'salvation'.

"It's really miraculous. This kind of recovery effect is impossible normally in less than two weeks."

After realizing that the wound had probably healed, he walked out of the bathroom without hesitation.

A large blanket and a busy figure appeared in front of him.

As he expected, in a little more than 10 minutes, Su tied Li Shurui tightly from the sheets and curtains that had been cut off with a knife.

His eyes were closed, his face was motionless, and the bones in his jaw were dented. Even though Li Shurui was not dead, he was still unconscious after being punched hard by himself.

(End of this chapter)